Nostalgia

i got a pea coat yesterday as an early birthday present, before all the stores cleared out their cold-weather stuff (pictures coming soon!). oddly enough, looking in the mirror as i tried it on, i was reminded of that night on the town with my bro, johnny, and everyone else.
now i'm sitting here listening to

jack johnson -- "banana pancakes"
jack johnson -- "staple it together"
herbie hancock (featuring john mayer) -- "stitched up"
gipsry kings -- "volare"
jamie cullum -- "i can't get started"

(my favorites of the songs we listened to while cruising new york city), wearing my new coat, and feeling very nostalgic. especially when "i can't get started" comes on. jamie cullum is the new frank sonatra.
it would be awesome to have another weekend like that but i know it won't happen anytime soon. first of all, my brother's in chicago tending to a child and a wife pregnant with twins, and johnny never answers any of my calls. guess the guy's really busy.
on the other hand, i might be going to play some ping pong later today. it should be fun. and i hung out with mary a little bit yesterday; we had some good jokes and laughs. it feels good to have a brief window of sociality, though i've always been the lone-wolf type. i should try doing this more often. fun social stuff might turn out to be more my thing.