Names Matt. I've been alive since January of '94. Jersey boy forever. Bruce Springsteen changed and saved my life and will be my favorite artist till I'm "there by the highway buried in the dirt... just flippin' the bird". I'm an amateur film-maker who's been on the crew for an award-winning student short film. I'm slowly becoming a nerdfighter. I like the Giants and the Yanks, dislike any team that beats them. Oh, and btw, I HATE THE PHILADELPHIA EAGLES! This is a continuation of my old blog which i idiotically deleted by accident at about 11:30 at night.
January 9th, 2013
January 6th, 2013
January 5th, 2013
On January 5th, 1973, Columbia Records released the first album by an artist they had signed in March the previous year.
The album was Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. and the artist they signed was Bruce Springsteen.
January 1st, 2013
December 18th, 2012
December 4th, 2012
November 11th, 2012
November 10th, 2012
November 7th, 2012
November 6th, 2012
The man drove down the drag beside the boardwalk, the smell of the ocean he had grown up to coming through the open window. Next to him was his baby. Tonight was the three year anniversary. They’d celebrated by finding the cove the man had discovered as a child and just swam there for hours. The past three years had been hell for both of them. Things were turning around though. It was just some small things, but they were still turning around. Suddenly, the man remembered they needed milk. He pulled into the nearest 7-11. Before he left, he remembered that the lotto drawing would be in a few minutes. He paid for the milk and the ticket, and then sat down on the hood. As the hour rolled around, he pulled his phone out to check the numbers. When his eyes read the last number, he couldn’t hold back his emotions.
The girl stirred in the seat. She’d been dreaming of her childhood. As she looked around, she saw her man was rocking back and forth on the hood. She got out and was stunned to see his sobbing. “John?” she asked fearfully. He handed her the phone and the ticket. Her hands began to shake. “How… how much?” “$50 million”. The two held each other in their arms, not caring about the world around them. They were going to be alright.
This was my interpretation of what happens to the characters in “Racing in the Street” after the end of the song. Criticism is welcomed.