• Or, rather, I felt eight years old tonight. My dad and I went to a St. Louis Cardinals game tonight. Traveled the big two hours, listening to our respective music devices. Going to a baseball game is interesting for me, as I don't have an interest in baseball, but I'm never bored. I invented a game as we walked along the crowded walkways in the stadium. It was called Near Miss, and it was aimed at two groups: a) employees balancing boxes while walking, and b) fans holding cups in two hands. The point was to act like I was going to run into them and swerve at the last second and see if they dropped anything. It worked quite a lot, I was happy. ANYWAY. The game was fine, the Cardinals lost, and as it got cold I leaned into my dad, and he put his arm around me and it was fine. He is the most trusty man in the world, and I've learned that. After the game we were walking down the street, and I was awed by the police sirens and trumpet tunes, and I felt like I was eight or nine, walking with my father, looking up at all the tall buildings I've seen so many times, and wishing to be older so I can live in the city. But then I looked at the sky and could only see one star. Where I live, when you go outside at night, the sky is filled with stars, sparkling and twinkling and doing whatever the hell else stars do. It makes the world seem so much bigger, makes life seem so infinite. It's a nice feeling. ANYWAY. I've now realized that Triumphant --Royksopp is one of the best songs in the world. I've been listening to it fairly obsessively for the past four months, although I went through a phase that lasted for about two weeks where I only listened to three albums...Radiohead-Amnesiac, The Microphones-Live in Japan, and Elliott Smith-Either/Or. Anyway. When I listen to Triumphant, it has a different image every time. The one I have most often is being deliriously, wonderfully drunk, at a familiar house, with familiar faces, and just...wondering. However, I'm listening to the Pixies now, and they're making 2:40 AM pretty fucking bright.

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