Sadness

I wanted to write about the January transfer window.

I wanted to write about the economic downturn and why (according to experts) we shouldn't put much hopes that it's going to be better in 2010.

I wanted to write about Justine Henin's return to the tennis world.

I wanted to write about so many things but I just couldn't find the words.

The Rev's death really gets to me. I can't explain it. Yes, I've never met him. Yes, he didn't even know I existed. So what if it was the drugs that killed him? (and that's a big IF). He was a badass drummer, one of the best of his(and our) generation and we should remember him as that. I always think that sex & drugs & rock & roll (RIP Ian Dury) are synonymous anyway. So it bothers me deeply when these bigger hypocrites than me are preaching about drugs and hating The Rev and A7X because of their debaucheries (reminds me of 18th century novels whenever I use that word). Come on, leave their debaucheries alone and let us celebrate their talents instead.

Wonder what will happen now with the band and the album they were recording.