For Shame
By on May 12, 2007 | Permalink | Comments (3)
I’ve done some pretty ridiculous stuff in my time. Once, while showing off on a bike, I injured myself so badly that I required intense surgery on my knee. It was embarrassing as hell. More recently, I was really excited about seeing Lloyd and Michael play. Not that I had ever really heard them, or that anyone has. But I knew it must be good. Manta(r), Badger King, Dear Nora. How could it not be good? So, the embarrassing, shameful part came because I was so excited. I wanted to let them (i.e. m. ritchey) know that I (people in general) were excited. Build up some anticipation for both of us. Right? So I leave a comment the night before. The next day there is a post semi about the music so I leave another comment thinking I can delete the first and that this is a more appropriate place anyway. Then this happens, which isn’t a huge deal, just embarrassing. The best part is that we didn’t make it in time to see them play.
Then I cut my finger with a damn x-acto knife. THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO ME. I felt like an idiot. It is almost healed all the way now and I’m beginning to get over it, but I felt so ridiculous at the time.
All of that is nothing compared to today. The most shameful. Last night, we had a crazy intense dance party (by that I mean I was way too excited dancing to gangsta rap while everyone watched). Suffice it to say, it was awesome. The shame came today when I woke up. I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN. My lower back is all jacked. I’m 22! This isn’t supposed to happen until I’m 65 or something. So today I’ve been waddling around, feeling absolutely ridiculous. Trying to act like it’s nothing.
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Thank you for helping me stretch out.
Posted by Matthew | May 12, 2007 @ 5:23 PM
I just saw this post. Your comic timing is very good, and frankly the whole thing seems very funny to me, especially the fact that I would assume you meant “Lost” before you meant the show I was playing that night. I’m sorry you missed us but really we only played for like 4 minutes. A better show will be July 13th at Belmont Dreams if you still want to see us and are not totally weirded out by how I thought you wanted to kill me.
Posted by m. ritchey | July 3, 2007 @ 9:32 PM
They are your wounds of honor. Nice moves come at a price. And I think we can all agree that those moves were pretty damn nice.
Posted by Laura | May 12, 2007 @ 3:17 PM