Video Game Energy Level

Sometimes I feel like I exist in a Super Mario Brothers game with an energy meter that continually keeps me moving. As the game of life goes on it occasionally gets warn down, but luckily I can build it back by sleeping, eating, drinking and collecting special gold coins (and or drinking chocolate milk). The week before Thanksgiving I managed to push my energy level to about zero, but then binge slept for 36 hours over Thanksgiving break. So my body is kind of feeling like a mammal coming out of hibernation after a long winter. Anyone remember the secret code for unlimited lives on Contra? I’m heading into holiday party season, the most dangerous time of the year in the life any young socialite wannabe.

On an unrelated note, I last night I went to see Dr. Dog at New York’s Webster Hall. I didn’t really think about it until after the show, but I’ve been lucky enough to see that band rise all the way from a four-band bill at the Mercury Lounge up through the Bowery Ballroom, Music Hall of Williamsburg, Jam on the River, Bonnaroo, Mountain Jam and finally a packed, headlining show at Webster. The band's production has grown along with its onstage confidence and, especially last night, the songs from this year's Fate felt custom designed for a big, busy stage. There comes a point in every band's career when they age from playing gigs to putting on a show and it was cool to see that happen before my very eyes last night. Maybe it's worth wearing down my energy meter every once and a while.