Mary Jane's Last Dance

Welp, I got a new job. And we're looking for houses. And my wedding is two months away.

Fuck, I'm nervous as hell. You know that kind of nervous when you are totally stoked and excited, but bewildered and somewhat frightened at the same time? Yeah, that's the kind of nervous I have.

Everything is just so brand new. It's both mesmerizing and scary.

Why do I keep listening to the same five Van Halen songs? And yes, they are all ones with David Lee Roth as lead. Because there are two types of people, after all -- those that prefer David Lee Roth and those who prefer Sammy Hagar. I'm in the former camp, I love Roth's cartoonish rock-star persona.

Funny idea, though it probably never be implemented: At the end of my wedding reception, when Chris and I leave in our car for the hotel, I think it would be AWESOME if "Panama" started playing. That is all.

Jump back, what's that sound?
Here she comes, full blast and top down.
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue.
Model citizen, zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn.
I'll get her! Panama!