I tried to get my car to a body shop but they must be on vacation or something.  Paul and I went for a walk and then checked out the new gelato place at 6th and 6th in New West (verdict – the blood orange sorbet is FUCKING AMAZING).  Honestly.  It brought tears to my eyes  Unfortunately I had the butter pecan, which was merely and without fanfare, good.

A little more practicing, a hymn sing at Peggy and Tom’s, a pot luck.  The rest of my weekend was very pleasant.

 

Most of yesterday I felt horrid.  I think I ate something that disagreed with me.  But look!

Plums from Derica’s front yard (Paul and I made an expedition).  When I got in this morning, my minion D. provisioned me with blackberry muffins, which combined with Keith’s kickass coffee made a lovely start to my day.  He also described seeing Kevin Smith live last night, along with his new movie Red State, which since it had Melissa Leo in it I was planning on seeing anyway.

Lovely lovely day!  And enough sleep!  And singing tonight with Cindy.  Life is mwah! right now.  And Kat and Kashka are getting married today, swoon.  I hope those lovebirds have a lovely life together.

He’s cooking up corn and a fabulous looking Greek salad right now.  Om Nom Nom! Keith is nerding out with Zero Punctuation, which even I will view from time to time.

I am going to the dentist today.

Off to the sawbones to get a scrip for orthotics and a knee xray.  Yeah, the pain is not going away.  Katie’s new job is going well.  Working on songs makes me happy although quite obsessive.  We watched a documentary about advertising called Art & Copy and that was quite interesting.  And this is for mOm.

Jeff’s terse review shall stand for the ages.

Dreck, quoth he.

She cut my hair, woot.

Janice got her car back, yay.

Hope all of you have a lovely day!  I’m trying to keep my good mood from the weekend on a roll.

Paul and I are going to Jericho tonight, but I’m thinking of taking my own chair; the seats there cause me no end of misery.

Then tomorrow Katie has invited me to her new place to sit around the pool.  Yee, and likewise haw.

Work is fascinating.  Janice still doesn’t have a functioning car so I’m giving her a lift most days.  We’re of an age and have had a lot of similar experiences so we have a lot of fun shooting the breeze during the commute.

One of my minions left a guitar at work and I borrowed it yesterday to work on the new tune, coming up with a new verse in 20 minutes which is by no means a record but was gratifying nonetheless.

I guess Vancouver’s riot looks quite weak compared to the Tottenham terror.

Mantis!  http://imgur.com/cR7Bb

Austin

How can you tell me the sky’s the limit/ when there are footprints on the moon / there is a lamp, none of us can dim it / I look up at it and whisper “soon”.  Two years ago I wrote the tune on Wreck Beach and last night Cindy inspired me to borrow Paul Brandt’s words and finish it.

http://www.beaconunitarian.org/inspiration.html

 

You will note there are three of mine in MP3 format at this URL, for those of you who are dying to listen to one of my homilies while jogging or what not.

I was saying to Janice on the way home yesterday (car’s acting up, so I gave her a lift) that I was dying for a mindless movie (like Shoot em up), and with an evil and prescient grin, my brother produced this – http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1247640/ when I got home.  Having a problem pasting links, sorry.  Anyway, District 13 Ultimatum KICKED ASS and I highly recommend it for when you want an antiHollywood action thriller written by Luc Besson!!!

About halfway down the front page of a recent New York Times:

Turkey Fills Vacant Military Posts