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Andrew and I stood on the roof watching planes fly through the clouds overhead like something out of a Tarantino film. “Man, what an amazing, relentless city,” he said. I woke before the alarm this morning, slipped into my running clothes, strapped my iPod to my bicep, and ran for the gym. This morning was…

A few weeks ago at the “Elizabethtown” premiere party, a woman from UPI asked me, “So, are you a critic?” I answered quickly enough to offend every critic within ear shot, “Oh no, no, no, no. I’d never be a critic.” True, I was on the job for MTV News, so she’s to be forgiven…

For the first time since I don’t know when I have absolutely, positively nothing to do. I have no travel on my itinerary. Nothing. October is scott free. I’m all about getting ready for the marathon, the cd release, and the tour. That’s it. R ‘n R. Chillin’ like Bob Dylan. Watchin’ TV and reading…

I had a beer with Cameron Crowe tonight. I listened to “Same In Any Language” (from the “Elizabethtown” soundtrack) five times between Jamaica and Penn stations. My skin was still warm from the Montauk sun. My eyes still burned from the brightness of it all. I was smiling inside. I was quiet with my thoughts.…

Thirty-six pairs of boxer shorts, twenty-three flights of stairs, three beers and one DVD later, my life is beginning to approach normal. I wouldn’t go so far as to call myself a full-fledged procrastinator, but I’m not very good at maintenance. Example: I pay my bills when I have to. When, for example, I turn…

Somewhere in Des Moines, Mike Butterworth is going in circles on wobbly roller skates. My friends The Nadas celebrate the release of their fifth studio album, “Listen Through The Static,” today. They’re celebrating with a roller skating listening party at in West Des Moines. I told them I’d love nothing more than to be there,…