I was all set to write about how I’d rediscovered the beautiful “Blue Jeans” in my recent Blur 21-inspired glut of Blur, but then I thought that “glut of Blur” sounded kind of cool, and then I just kind of stared out the window for a while, quietly whispering “glut of Blur” to myself over and over again, and then I caught myself and wondered if I was going crazy, or worse, if it was a sign of early Alzheimer’s like that time I threw an oven mitt in the trash instead of putting it back in the drawer like that opening scene in Away From Her.
Anyway, that’s what I’ve been up to this Saturday. How about you?