Sluggish and nondescript, these are the words that apply best to me now.  As such, there's been a silence upon this journal in recent days.  Not that that's unusual or tragic.  At any rate, a hodgepodge, if you will, of stream-of-conciousnessness missives on a few various subjects.
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Last night I went to the Aimee Mann concert at the Variety Playhouse. I got there early and bought a ticket, waited in line a very short time, and then went directly to the stage and got a prime location just to the house-left of center. The opening act was Chuck Prophet, who I think would have been better from farther away. His songs were ok, ( Read more... )

Went to see Hostel a few nights ago. My advice? Don't. It was terrible. Independent of how you feel about the subject matter (torture), it was just bad moviemaking. When it was over, I was left not with the sense that I'd just seen a movie that explored the darker elements of the human experience, but more with the notion that the only thing ( Read more... )

Well, I have another cold. Bleh. This one isn't bad yet, but I'd like for it to not get bad, so I didn't do anything today. Which means I'm now a day behind on the excavation. With the likelihood of getting anything done tomorrow being an unknown quantity.

But the day wasn't a total loss. I watched Donnie Darko, Shaun of the Dead, and Henry ( Read more... )

Last night I went to a gathering of Atlanta folks who came to hang out with the ever-elusive birdofparadox and a good time was had by all.
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