i'm trying to ignore the fact that summer is quietly waning. the other night, driving with thara in suburban new jersey, i suddenly re-mourned the disappearance of the first mix tape i ever got—1994: tracks from the yoyo periscope compilation, cub, stereolab, sebadoh—i can't even remember half of what was on it except that it was so good and influential—and pavement. i had nearly forgotten about "here"; we tried to cruise with the windows down & that song on repeat, but it was too humid.

weird how certain music always makes me miss driving. it's an aural cue.

oh, i've got an odd, occasional penchant for astrology, but i always love the "if it's your birthday today.." features. the one i found last year was definitely interesting:

wednesday, august 15 born today, you are not always understood, even by those who know you best and who share your personal and professional tastes, ideals, principles and ambitions. there is something unusual, even sometimes bizarre, in your nature, and to some you may seem controversial and challenging. still, you are generous and loving to all those around you, and even at your wildest you are never beyond the reach of those closest to you.

strange how i keep getting older. and apparently weirder.