These days I feel the

These days I feel the only emotion that’s really strong in me is anger. The other day I broke the wall in my apartment when I punched it. That is completely unheard of behavior for me. I haven’t done anything like that since I was a senior in high school and got into my last fight ever with Michael Hobbs. I think he disparaged That’s not to say I have a heart-pumping, call to action, righteous anger. It’s more like middle-class, tepid ennui. The weird thing is I’m not angry at any one thing. It’s just background radiation that tints my life and mutes all my other feelings.

Another day, another puddle from

Another day, another puddle from Leia’s dog Gracie. I don’t know what to do. I told Leia before she moved in that the only concern I had was Gracie. I’d seen what Gracie had done to Leia’s apartment. Leia pledged diligence in getting Gracie house broken. I didn’t really believe it. However, I thought a little dog urine isn’t really that big a deal and I’ll be there to make a difference.

I went to the Angelika

I went to the Angelika roundtable discussion tonight. Chris, the biggest movie geek I know, totally impressed me by saying he’d watched Leolo last week and loved it.

I love that film. I feel silly admitting that a common interest in one out of the way Canadian film would matter that much, but it did. The world felt like a nicer, friendlier place if only for an hour or two tonight.

My stomach area is so

My stomach area is so sore today. It’s all because I found this site that makes fun of the old Super Friends cartoons. I have never laughed so hard at a web site.

It seems like my luck

It seems like my luck hasn’t run out just yet. I have been without health insurance since March 1st. This past friday I had an unexpected laparoscopic cholecystectomy

(They yanked my gall bladder out). Around 3am on friday morning I drove to the emergency room because some abdominal pains that I’d been living with for about the past two weeks became unbearable. Once they figured out it was gall stones they checked me in, and put me in the operating room right away. I woke up in recovery and then was moved to my hospital bed. As the hours ticked on by while I sat in the bed recovering I was antsy to get out of the hospital because the meter was running.

For six and a half

For six and a half years I wore an orange cloth bracelet that I got on my 19th birthday from Chuck E. Cheese’s. I lost it a couple of months after moving to Dallas. When I lost it I wrote a letter to Chuck E. Cheese’s telling them all the things I’d done with the bracelet.

It’s been three years since I wrote that letter and I came across it cleaning off an old computer. The letter pretty much documents a few of the highlights of those turbulent six and a half years. A story of a married woman, love, love lost, drugs, a baby and some long car trips…

Warning: Self-indulgent drek ahead

I have an allergy to sunlight. I’ve had it since I was little kid. The condition has a name but I don’t know it. Terms like Polymorphous Light Eruptions (my particular case is a little different than PMLE) or Hutchen’s Summer Peraigo have been thrown about. In a nutshell I blister in the sun. If I’m not careful I look like Seth Brundle’s offspring or at least a skin anthrax victim. In what can only be construed as a cosmic joke if I suffer through the burning, itching pain and get a tan then my skin can protect itself. Let me be clear, that in no way is it as serious as say Xeroderma Pigmentosum (XP). I won’t die except maybe of embarrassment over the way it deforms my skin at times. All Things Considered did a great

I'm really really enjoying Quarashi.

I’m really really enjoying Quarashi. They are an Icelandic band. They remind me of the Beastie Boys in a lot of ways if you added some more techno elements to their stuff.

Although stuff from The Avalances has been a pleasant musical diversion.

Ordered the no maps for these territories DVD yesterday. It’s been over a year since I saw it at SXSW but I still remember parts of it. It’s a 90 minute interview with William Gibson edited down from a trip in the back of a car between LA and Vancouver.

Josh stirred up some discussion

Josh stirred up some discussion with his comments defending mainstream journalism. Apparently the topic is hotter than I realized because a week ago The American Prospect had an article about webloggers vs. the established media. They seemed to feel that established media will lose the battle until they get a blog.

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