January 19th, 2008

Whale fluke

Viewin' and readin' this weekend

For those reading this who are not at various events (like the Northeast contingent of my friends who are at Arisia -- good luck, octoberland!), hi. I'm not at various events. I figure on having a low-impact weekend. I probably won't even drive; don't really need to.

Maybe this should be a weekend of viewing movies and reading books. I might wait until next weekend to see the intimate-scale monster epic Cloverfield (the second weekend is the staying-power weekend for any film, and as a geek I want this film NOT to blow its wad this weekend), but there are other options. I'm not up for the Kennedy School McMenamin's showing of all three Lord of the Rings films, though (alas).

I also need to do laundry, but right now the building's one washer has a load from last night, washed and not yet unloaded, in it. It seems rude to me to unload someone else's laundry. I also admit I have done that, but I want to stop doing it!

It's next weekend that will be more exciting: s00j show Friday! s00j show Friday! Here's the info. I'll be there with bells on with the funds to buy more of her CDs. I'll also have a hug saved up for her.
  • Current Music
    Wall of Voodoo, "Mexican Radio"
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Thoughts for walks

Thought that occurred to me because I walk at all sorts of times, including at night:

It might be a good idea to carry on my person a good-sized, noticeable sign, so I can show to passing drivers the message LIGHTS!
  • Current Music
    Oingo Boingo, "Home Again" (from BOI-NGO)
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iAm iSaid

Fish bliss w/ Beatles

Three years ago, I wrote the entry "Beef bliss w/ Beatles." This kind of rhymes with that:

This afternoon I bussed and walked to the Everyday Music on NE Sandy, finding music for me and a friend. It was dinner time when I left, and I decided to treat myself to the seasonal Chocolate Hazelnut milkshake at Burgerville (I walked from Everyday Music to the SE 11th and Hawthorne Burgerville, to help build my appetite). My actual dinner was a halibut sandwich with fries, with the shake both the drink and dessert. Good stuff.

Adding to the good: the staff had set the jukebox to play a long set of mid-Sixties Beatles, from Rubber Soul, Revolver and Sgt. Pepper. A worker and one young girl eating there even would sing a lyric or two here and there, and I kept the beat to some songs.

This caused smiling. Not just mine.