Oldfriends/Weekends/Newfriends/Bookends

Recently, I had a revelation, or at least something that I like to call a revelation even though it probably isn't and sounds nothing like one.

Oldfriends/Weekends - On Saturday Kevin and I packed up some gear and went fishing. First in the Farmington River and then Birch Pond. We caught nothing, save for two small Sunnies, but either way it was one of the best days I've had in a while. That night, Kevin, Tim, and I all cruised up our new recording spot and getaway up on Bantam Lake with a few beers and some instruments. Sunday morning Kevin and I went fishing again, this time in a canoe. We shoved that sucker off shore and paddled around until about 10:30, still not catching much of anything.
But it was so much fun, more fun than I've had in quite a while.
I never liked fishing as an adolescent, even though I would go all of the time with my dad and brothers as a child. For some reason it's so much more fun when you're out on the lake in a canoe with an Old Friend, throwing a few casts out and reeling in nothing.

Newfriends/Bookends - On Thursday I met someone new. Not in the romantic sense, for now at least, but the Platonic. Her name is Jess. We met by chance outside of my building and ended up talking about everything in the broad spectrum of conversation. Book, films, music, love, romance, life, education, experience, all of it. We talked for about four hours and it was probably the best Platonic interpersonal experience I've ever had. Onj the last note, Keri and I are working our way back to being close friends again, which is great. So that's the end of that book that took two years for us to write. Now we're starting a new one, and I can't wait to find out what happens. So maybe the right title would have been Newfriends/Bookends/Bookbeginnings. Too bad Bookbeginnings isn't a fucking word.

So that's my revelation, and go pound sand if you don't like it.