June 16th, 2006

My Date With Sheryl Crow

I had the chance to see Sheryl Crow in concert this past Monday, and I took it. She’s just now starting to get back into touring after having cancer surgery, and the show in Indianapolis was a rescheduled date from earlier this year.

It would be stupid to say I enjoyed the concert, I think. Who pays that much money to go to a concert they’re not sure they’ll like? Not me. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

But as I sat there, I got hit with a wave of “Man, I need to”s. As in:

  • Man, I need to learn how to play the guitar.
  • Man, I need to record my Snakes on a Plane song.
  • Man, I need to get that children’s book that’s in my head out on paper and find someone to illustrate it.
  • Man, I need to start that webcomic I’ve been thinking about.
  • Man, I need to get in shape.
  • Man, I need to do something.

There’s Sheryl up on stage, 44 years old, having the time of her life, and looking great.

Here’s me in my chair, 34 years old, trying to figure out my life, and looking tired.

Maybe Sheryl’s onto something:

Live it up, like there’s no time left
Just like there’s no tomorrow
Live it up, like there’s no time left
And there’s no time to kill
Live it up, like there’s no time left
And no time left to borrow
Why don’t you try to get it right this time
Get it right this time

5 Comments on “My Date With Sheryl Crow”

  1. the obscure says:

    "Use your life now . . ."

  2. Nitram Evets says:

    Nike, Mark. Nike.
    Just do it.

    Nitram Evets

  3. HorizonPurple says:

    I understand the "need to do SOMETHING" feeling all too well.
    I'm literally tempted to come on the THorum trip, or something else equally weird.

    Instead, I'll eat chips. Mmm. Chips.

  4. Anonymous says:

    Steve Martin?

  5. Anonymous says:

    Of course! This will become my new moto. I like, I like!

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