December 26, 2005
I began the year on the East Coast and I'll be wrapping it up on the West, for reasons that originally didn't extend beyond a vacation with friends but now has taken on a few mild professional dimensions (it feels really weird to say I'm going to have a meeting with my agent). I was supposed to catch a flight this morning, but all that made it onto the plane was my suitcase full of all my clothing. Long story short, I'm about to hop into a car with Amy for a reckless Kerouac-style birthday celebration. We should be in Hollywood in about 25 hours. Someone call me at sunrise and remind me to play Beck's Sea Change, my official driving-through-the-desert-at-magic-hour album.
I hit the quarter of a century mark today. I look older than that. I feel a whole lot younger. Eighteen years younger, to be exact. Next year it'll be nineteen, and twenty the year after that.
Posted by David Lowery at December 26, 2005 12:01 AM
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Happy Birthday.
Bon Voyage.
And good luck on the trip and your Hollywood meeting.
Posted by: girish at December 26, 2005 01:58 PM
Happy birthday, David.
Posted by: Matt at December 26, 2005 04:16 PM
25 is a good year, things really start to feel like they're changing.
So happy birthday!
Posted by: stu willis at December 27, 2005 11:23 PM
Happy birthday..
Posted by: Karsten at December 28, 2005 09:57 PM
Thank you, my friends.
It was a great spontaneous road trip. There's nothing quite like the desert in the winter in the middle of the night. The stars are unbelievable. We had lots of magical iPod moments.
Now I'm in LA, and will soon be updating in full on various minor goings-on, like the Orson Welles extravaganza (sort-of) we went to at the New Beverley this evening, and how I'm succesfully managing to adhere to a raw diet. Boring stuff like that.
Posted by: Ghostboy at December 29, 2005 05:16 AM
late happy b-day! i'm 25 in a few days myself..
Posted by: brad at December 29, 2005 09:27 PM