Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I kind of look like these gals.

Listening to this very Stereolabby record makes me feel all coolsie. Like I should be sitting in a Fitzroy bar wearing lots of eyeliner and making sassy conversation with young socialist types.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Harold & Maude

Tomorrow the Castro Theater celebares the 38th Anniversary of Harold & Maude with a 7pm showing. If you wanna be there, be there. Bring your best daisies.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

My Uncontrollable Fear of Breakfast

Every morning I wake up terrified at the prospect of what is to come. You might think this is hilarious but I tell you it’s not. Just the thought of it makes me wish for plastic bed-sheets.
There are hundreds of things that could go wrong at breakfast, which could kill me. I could choke on my bagel or I could get electrocuted by the toaster or I could burn my mouth on a Pop Tart or I could slice an artery when buttering my muffin or I could go into anaphylactic shock from a pecan Danish or I could get a pip from the jam in my eye or I could slip on some rogue marmalade on the floor or I could get salmonella from a bad egg or I could have a heart coronary from the bacon fat or I could fall asleep when cooking the sausages and burn the house down (again) or any one of the dozens of different nightmare scenarios which render me useless every morning.
The upside is that it can be controlled. Much like avoiding stepladders or stepping over pavement cracks, there are loopholes that can save my life. If I don’t eat until, say, ten a.m. I’ll live. I don’t have a fear of brunch; that would be just stupid.
For the past month or so I have become a deep sleeping machine. I am an insomniac with a sudden unprecedented bounty of somnolence. I love sleep, I lovelove sleep. I don't know how or why, or even for how long but while I can sleep I am in love with sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep.

Conversely I am much more in love with being awake. Nothing else is as rewarding as one night after another night of awesome sleep, thick and gooey uninterrupted sleep. Not a spartan diet of dairy free whole foods, not abstinence from coffee or alcohol, not miles and miles of fearsome running, not adequate hydration, not hugs, money or kisses. None of these thing compare to the fountain of awesomeness that it is to be asleep.

Acid Test

This just in.
Word on the street says Gus Van Sant and Dustin Lance Black (dynamic Milk duo) will be directing Tom Wolfe's The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. The film will be produced by Fox Searchlight sometime in 2009. Boy, am I excited.

Sophie, the new Mountain Girl