Ya Know What I Love?

I'm not sure when it happened, exactly, but at some point during high school or college, my mom was trying to coax me out of heartbreak by reminding me of life's simple pleasures. Most of the conversation is lost to me, but I remember one statement:

"Ya know what I love? Pockets."

And my mother proceeded to explain how sometimes, when everything seems to be going wrong, she reminds herself how much she loves pockets. Because they're convenient. Because at some point, someone had to invent them. They go unnoticed, but they're essential. (I recall this conversation whenever I wear trendy pants and find myself missing the place to anchor my hands during nervous conversation. Or to store/find a quarter).

Anyway, this post isn't intended to preach about love. It's just interesting to note that there are lots of things to love other than (okay, maybe in addition to) people. The new album starts recording tomorrow, and I think it's going to be named after the song "Kamikaze Love." So, it's on my mind,  I suppose.

Ya know I love?

Google search montages! (especially when the images are of varying size and quality because I'm lazy and quickly use screen capture without any further editing...)

Amen, my friend. Who doesn't love cookies?