I feel like I have something to write about right now.

But I don’t know what it is. Back to work, then.

Don’t wake me…

…I plan on sleeping in:

Again last night I had that strange dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed
Where concerns about the world getting warmer
The people thought they were just being rewarded

One of these days…

…I will get back to posting. It seems that day is today. Or right now.

A bunch of my friends went to see the Flaming Lips yesterday at Bimbo’s in San Francisco at NoisePop. So jealous, but what are you gonna do? As the Polyphonic Spree says, “You gotta be good, you gotta be strong, you gotta be in two thousand places at once.” And the new Lips album comes out next Tuesday, so that’s a consolation prize.

I enjoyed the new South Park a lot. (I mean last week’s new South Park. I’ll probably watch this week’s episode Thursday or Friday.) Gotta agree, we don’t blame the members of the crazy club for leaving us, we blame the crazy club for taking them away. Personally, I’m not going to pick any fights with the Scientologists because I know better than to fight with somebody much bigger than me. But South Park is a lot bigger than me, so maybe they can take them on. Somebody ought to, anyway. (Please don’t sue me for libel!)

Not sure about the new Sopranos episdoes. The whole coma world thing is sort of clever, but for how many episodes are they going to drag it out?

Seen a couple of movies; watched Field of Dreams for about the eight millionth time. Not my favorite viewing, probably in light of my current disconent with baseball (possible rant on that in the future, but the gist is both steroids and the steroids investigation suck, and don’t call me a hypocrite!).

Then Thirteen, which was ok. I guess people have comapred it to Havoc, and I guess I see where that’s coming from, but really they are pretty different. Anyway, Nikki Reed is hot and she’s in the O.C. now so that’s cool too.

Then I watched the Bukowski documentary Bukowski: Born Into It (which isn’t on IMDB for some reason). It was ok, mostly a compilation of earlier documentaries and interviews. I think Bukowski’s pretty interesting, and the movie was ok, but it was more of a generic documentary and nothing particularly interesting or revealing comes across in the movie. Pretty average. (Wow, I am being so undescriptive, this reads like I’m a total idiot.)

Then I saw Good Night, and Good Luck. I really don’t think the title should have that comma (though it sort of reflects the way Murrow said it). I did not like it as much as I thought I would. It was watchable, but I felt like it was a real gloss, which seemed unnecessary because it covered such a short period of time. To me, not a great second directorial effort for George Clooney, after the terrific Confessions of a Dangerous Mind. Or maybe it was just a bad first writing effort by Clooney, who I normally like a lot. Overall, good acting in the movie though, probably just the script that fell short.

Tonight I watched Me and You and Everyone We Know, which I really enjoyed. I’m too tired to describe it now, but perhaps another day. I will say that I loved the music. Then come the credits and I see that it was Michael Andrews, who also did the fantastic score and soundtrack to the incomparable Donnie Darko.

That’s it for this one…

Long time, no post

I stood up and I said, “Yeah.”
I stood up and I said, “Hey.”
I stood up and I said, “Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah.”

The Spark that Bled by The Flaming Lips
(New album out April 4. Lovin’ The W.A.N.D., the first single on the new album. So very much like The Gash with big sounds and big concepts.)