I got my iPod back today after a week of warranty service, and I was all excited and jazzed about having it back, and I was in Eglinton station reinstating my old settings and sticking my ear buds in to begin to listen to some songs, when the subway pulled in... and it was the iPod subway, inside and out. I love it when the world turns me into a living commercial. I wanted to strike a frolicsome "iPod silhouette person" pose.

When I was in high school we had the notion of brainfill, which was the then-current name for that thing that all teenagers do when they can't cope with the rest of the world so they just jack some music up really freakin' loud and thereby utterly disrupt their mind's ability to do any coherent thinking. Brainfill. Can last for hours and very, very effective at getting rid of the gremlins. I was brainfilling rather significantly today, and this is the part where I have to give the shout out to A Rush of Blood to the Head. I mean, a lot of people slag on the album and on Coldplay generally and honestly, I don't give a fuck about the rest of Coldplay per se, but Rush was (for me anyway) a perfect moment in time, and it always will be. And I was listening to it today on the subway and I realized that Rush has underscored three of the most important moments of my life in the 21st century. Possibly the three most important moments of my life in the 21st century; all (entirely accidentally, too) Coldplay-fortified (twice with "In my place" and once with "Clocks") in that way that made me feel like my life had slipped from living commecial straight into regularly-scheduled programming.

You gotta hand it to "Clocks," man; it may have been foolishly over-utilized on every single American television program at least once in the past four years (including mine), but I cannot personally think of another song in all creation that has such a specific ability to make you are living your life right now, and every single moment is dripping gently away.