dreams, trips, and other nonsense.
1. dreams and their results
2. trips home this weekend
3. why 4-ps rocks
1. well, i've picked up another entirely foolish habit which I'm sure I'll dump soon out of boredom... I've begun to write a novel.
Ok, now that you've stopped laughing, take me seriously. I make no promise that it's any good -- in fact, that's the whole point of this program I'm doing. It's like the Marine Corps Marathon, only for losers!
No, really. The whole concept is to write a novel in 30 days, good, or bad, or just plain ugly. When you think about it, it makes perfect sense to just do it, rather than offhandedly set a goal for sometime in the vague future. So, take a look at mine.
2. B. and I headed to NoVa this weekend to visit our friend, Jewish Ben, but ended up coming home early due to serious illness on the part of B. It's odd to head back to a suburb full of -- well, space, and lots of it, and to be dependent on a car for everything. It was a nice visit, in spite of seeing my poor poor rapidly aging cat.
B., Jewish Ben, and I did get to sit in Oakton Family (the dive to beat all dives) to lament the political situation of the U.S. Throughout this discussion, of which I hardly ever participate, I sat staring at a TV in the restaurant (I'm no longer used to the bright, moving image and am therefore enthralled) and feeling my blood pressure rise while watching FoxNews.
Now, I know it's all been said before, but -- My God! It's not even that it's conservatively biased (although that doesn't go down so well either) -- it's that it's just campy! The headlines left much to be desired. That's the one problem with 24-hour news.. when it's motivated by bottom dollars, they hesitate to air the nuances of the Cote d'Ivoire issues and just replay the same non-news shit like the Peterson trial.
3. The Four Ps just rocks. I can't help it, I wish I was Irish, and this is the reason. They have live Irish music on Fridays and Saturdays, and B. and I have become groupies of a sort of the rockinest bassist player. He's nuts and awesome -- he loves to play his music, even if it's the simplest 3 chord repeat. I'm telling you, he goes crazy on the stage -- it's just one step away from Tourettes. It's great though, especially in this crispy November weather.
2. trips home this weekend
3. why 4-ps rocks
1. well, i've picked up another entirely foolish habit which I'm sure I'll dump soon out of boredom... I've begun to write a novel.
Ok, now that you've stopped laughing, take me seriously. I make no promise that it's any good -- in fact, that's the whole point of this program I'm doing. It's like the Marine Corps Marathon, only for losers!
No, really. The whole concept is to write a novel in 30 days, good, or bad, or just plain ugly. When you think about it, it makes perfect sense to just do it, rather than offhandedly set a goal for sometime in the vague future. So, take a look at mine.
2. B. and I headed to NoVa this weekend to visit our friend, Jewish Ben, but ended up coming home early due to serious illness on the part of B. It's odd to head back to a suburb full of -- well, space, and lots of it, and to be dependent on a car for everything. It was a nice visit, in spite of seeing my poor poor rapidly aging cat.
B., Jewish Ben, and I did get to sit in Oakton Family (the dive to beat all dives) to lament the political situation of the U.S. Throughout this discussion, of which I hardly ever participate, I sat staring at a TV in the restaurant (I'm no longer used to the bright, moving image and am therefore enthralled) and feeling my blood pressure rise while watching FoxNews.
Now, I know it's all been said before, but -- My God! It's not even that it's conservatively biased (although that doesn't go down so well either) -- it's that it's just campy! The headlines left much to be desired. That's the one problem with 24-hour news.. when it's motivated by bottom dollars, they hesitate to air the nuances of the Cote d'Ivoire issues and just replay the same non-news shit like the Peterson trial.
3. The Four Ps just rocks. I can't help it, I wish I was Irish, and this is the reason. They have live Irish music on Fridays and Saturdays, and B. and I have become groupies of a sort of the rockinest bassist player. He's nuts and awesome -- he loves to play his music, even if it's the simplest 3 chord repeat. I'm telling you, he goes crazy on the stage -- it's just one step away from Tourettes. It's great though, especially in this crispy November weather.