A whole pile of boring.

I read the quite short Mr. Wilson's Cabinet of Wonder over the weekend, in addition to finishing up the Tobias Wolff collection that I had started. So here's what I've read, if you want the recap. Next on the block is Word Freak, a book about competitive Scrabble™ players.

Weekend: Saw my new Chicago friends Nancy and Kyla (and Paul was there, too) and went out for some very yummy (though not very speedy) Indian food. On Sunday, I slept most of the day (which of course made it impossible to sleep last night), and watched the last two Six Feet Under episodes of the season (finally) and the True Romance that I borrowed from a friend about a billion years ago.

Wednesday, I get to see Eels live in concert. To say that I am hyped about this would be quite an understatement. I haven't been to a "real" concert in ages. Two or three years, maybe? Anyway, I get to see Eels and I'm happy. You know who rules? Tonya's husband. Tonya, too.

That potential good news I talked about on Friday? it's still only potential good news. Nothing new to report on that front, except that we're a few days closer to the stabbing-in-the-eye-with-a-fork thing.

A silly poll

[Poll #159000]

I got into the cab, the cab driver said, he recognized my girly by the back of her head...

I wonder if there's a Japanese Scrabble™. Something to research when I'm being less lazy.

Also, can we all just agree that, despite its homophobia, misogyny and AIDS paranoia, Licensed to Ill is one of the best albums ever? And, let's face it: She is crafty, and she is just my type.