Donated plasma and platelets at 6.

Visited my grandfather in the hospital at 9.

Loaded up on coffee and comics at 1 -- just hook 'em to my vein.

Not surprisingly, now I feel drained.

So, Stu recommended me this thing called Today I Die Again, which is sad, but is beautiful and brilliant and haunting and kicks ass in all sorts of ways that electronic arts ever do. I recommend it if you've got an iPhone (and it was free today, dunno about tomorrow ( Read more... )

brb going to watch Duel of Ages at Factory Theatre Midnight Massacre fundraiser

A propos of nothing, I fully intend to disconnect my cable and internet and get onto TekSavvy cable and watch what I want to watch online and through Netflix. Rogers has just alienated me for the most utterly final time, with their billing incompetence and customer service apathy.

I think I've decided that Cake is my favourite musical artist. I'm watching "It Might Get Loud", a documentary about The Edge, Jimmy Page and Jack White, and the moment where Jack White listens to Son House made me realize what I think about Cake, basically.

So, go Cake.

So naturally I watched a bunch of terrible movies while I waited, and a couple of fun ones ( Read more... )

Busy weekend, gotta say.

Retrieval of andmiss from the chilly beaches of Florida to the sunny beaches of Canada was probably the biggest news, and it was absolutely delightful. I like that one; also she can punch like heck so it is unwise to displease her ( Read more... )

I noticed a couple of things: first, in "The Fighter", there's a scene where Amy Adams is pissed off at Marky Mark for taking her to a movie that's a crappy date movie. "There wasn't even hardly any good sex in it", she gripes, and also about having to read the subtitles ( Read more... )

I'm sure I've still got lots of interesting stuff to say about my personal life, the passing of the hours and days and brief candles and damned spots on this Eljay. But I'm also going to start getting into the groove of ranting in an obtuse and curmudgeonly way over on a blag at the Blagspot. To wit:

Stolen Recognizer, where I'll write about ( Read more... )

I'm going to dream out loud.