4/21/2008

On April 21st, 2008 at 12:30pm Pacific Time, I married the woman of my dreams in a brief but beautiful ceremony. From the moment we stepped out of the chapel as husband and wife through the stroke of midnight later that evening/morning, every step we took together was more amazing and more romantic than the last. Dinner that night at Il Fornaio was simply stunning and the walks along The Strip felt exhilarating to say the least. Nauseous yet? Tough shit.

Some of you are no doubt wondering just how impulsively I/we acted on the decision to get married; the fact is, we planned to go through with it a few weeks back, realizing that after all this time apart, the fact that we came back together and never fell out of love (if anything, the love this time around is even more intense) was all we needed to make it official. My wife was with me at the lowest point of my life (the death of my father) and weathered the grief, the anger and frustration the best that she could. When we split in 2005, we always said if this was meant to be then we'd find our way back together. She never left my heart or my thoughts, try as hard as I did to move on without her.

We've talked about what this marriage will have to endure-namely, the distance for the next several months as she finishes up school out in Las Vegas and continues to save up for the move back home. She knows how important my role in The Boy's life is and understands that we may not actually move in together until Spring/Summer 2009 to give father and son a full year of living together. The two of them do get along rather famously and though it's been some time since either myself or The Boy have spent time with her daughter (The Bean), we've had some great moments together; I do not see that changing once we are reintroduced.

Little by little we are announcing the marriage to friends and family. I spoke to my mom earlier tonight and though she found the logic behind this all unconventional, she did let me know that both her and my stepfather think the world of Vegas and The Bean (they always have) and gave the marriage their blessing (not that it really mattered, mind you, but it certainly didn't hurt).

Countdown to our reunion: just under 4 weeks.

Best. Day. Ever.

I married my soulmate yesterday, April 21st, 2008. Euphoric doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. I'll write more when I can find the words.

Holy shit.

Semi-coherent

The Boy is with me this weekend, complete with crabbiness and allergies. He's grounded from the Xbox due to a shitty 3rd quarter report card.

Currently picking out music for my trip to Las Vegas:

Radiohead-In Rainbows
The Field-From Here We Go Sublime
Pete Yorn-Nightcrawler
Superdrag-Last Call For Vitriol
The Damnwells-Air Stereo
Ryan Adams-Heartbreaker
Jimmy Eat World-Chase This Light
Autechre-Quaristice
Squarepusher-Hello Everything
Four Tet-Rounds
Animal Collective-Strawberry Jam

Earth is playing The Note on 4/25. ZTS is playing some Polish bar in the 'burbs. Dammit.

Dear Pitchfork Music Festival: Please add your third band for Friday so I can make my mind whether it's worth getting the 3-day pass or just sticking with the 2-day. As it is, I'm not terribly stoked on catching Public Enemy and I saw Mission Of Burma play a good chunk of Vs. during their last Chicago show at the Double Door. I see the overhyped yawnfest that is Spoon got added on to Sunday's bill along with Les Savy Meh(Fav). Spoon headlining over Spiritualized and Dinosaur Jr.?! My god, people are stupid. Here are the bands playing said festival that I am over the top for:

Saturday, July 19:
Animal Collective
!!!
Atlas Sound

Sunday, July 20:
Dinosaur Jr.
Spiritualized
Boris
Fuck Buttons

The new M83, Saturdays=Youth is a full blown John Hughes movie condensed into roughly 45 minutes. It's incredible.

Shaving face(book)

Not the most difficult decision of my adult life, I deleted my Facebook account just a bit ago. No real reason to have it-I'd rather keep my social networking sites to one, thank you. I have more than enough present distractions that keep me from reading and writing, so one less diversion can only be for the better.

Gearing up for my Las Vegas trip in a week. Vegas herself booked us reservations at Il Fornaio in New York-New York for next Monday night, after which we plan on seeing some...er, adult shows-namely, Bite. We've been talking about potential visits back and forth over the next few months, most of which are certainly in the realm of possibility (her trip home in May, my planned trip in July, and hers back here late August/September). I'm just glad we're done holding back-the past two months or so have been absolutely amazing and have only reaffirmed our connection.

Heading out now for a special home version of The Boy's parent/student conferences. Let's home The Ex keeps her negativity to a minimum.

Lollapalooza 2008 (edited with the worthwhile lineup)

Great fucking Scott, will you look at that lineup:

Radiohead
Rage Against the Machine
Nine Inch Nails
Wilco
The Raconteurs
Love and Rockets
Gnarls Barkley
Bloc Party
Broken Social Scene
Flogging Molly
The National
Explosions in the Sky
Brand New
Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
Girl Talk
Battles
The Gutter Twins
Yeasayer
Witchcraft
Grizzly Bear
MGMT
The Weakerthans
Black Lips
Foals

Why, yes

Reading my last blog entry, I can see why some have commented that I seem to have held onto a certain amount of anger toward A; I simply used that relationship (my last one before now) as a frame of reference to indicate that my reconnecting with Vegas (side note: code names to describe former/current people in my life has it's advantages; I regret my previous ridiculing on the matter. Oh, and for the record, my code name is slightly hypocritical coming from the person who bestowed the name upon me...but I digress) is (and has always been) void of any of the...trappings, shall we say, that ultimately led to the downfall of my last relationship.

Easter with the family came and went with little fanfare. My stepuncle is inching closer and closer to dementia, much to the consternation of my stepdad. So many lists with filled with names written down and thrown away; my stepuncle got up several times over the course of dinner to rummage through the trash to find a list of actors from Casablanca. We were told to just ignore him when he asked questions related to his lists. So sad. After eating like a champ, I promptly passed out on the couch, to be awoken be the jumping of my lovely stepniece as the kids all opened up their goodie bags.

No practice this week, so I really need to get these damn taxes done. Procrastination always bites me in the ass. I'm giving some thought to catching Howlin Rain at the Empty Bottle on Thursday night and getting a group together for dinner at Kuma's on Friday. Bring on the working week.

PS. Listen to Yeasayer. You'll thank me later

Viva, etc.

I booked my flight and hotel to Vegas for next month, not exactly impulsively but nonetheless exciting as D. and I truly want this more than anything. We've done so much talking, clearing the air and purging any guilt that we may have had over the years. I listened and accepted and forgave and she did the same (I divulged everything, including the pregnancy). I can see in hindsight what I've missed in a relationship and I see that everyone I've been with has been compared to her. You know how when you're with someone and in the midst of sex you may occasionally think of someone else? I never thought of anyone else when I was with D. and she became that "someone else" much more than "occasionally" in each subsequent relationship. With D., I've never felt the urge to get up in the midst of dinner and leave out of frustration; I've never had to physically remove her from a doorway to so that I can leave and calm down. There has never a battle over control with her; she gets along famously with my friends and if left alone, she could make conversation and never gripe about being "marginalized".

In short, I've gotten back what I've missed over the past 2 years and I plan on making damn sure I don't make the same mistake again.