Sunday – 08 June 2008
Last week, I mentioned going for a morning walk with , but I was too out of it Sunday morning. At Clitorati, we bandied about the idea of trying again today. said that he wanted to go to the Gay Pride parade… and I figured that we could kill two birds with one stone: Get in a walk and fly wingman for .

Great plan.

In theory.

I was up later than I had planned to be and slept in again this morning. I woke up to find that had been up working on a project until O’dark-thirty himself. I’m not sure if he wound up heading downtown or not. And I don’t know what wound up doing, either.

O, na.

In a couple of hours, I’ll be helping parents move some furniture. Nothing like some good, old-fashioned heavy lifting to kick off your day! And, I’m counting it as another (much needed) workout… of sorts. Today is also Chris’ birthday; we’re celebrating by watching a zombie movie: Diary of the Dead.

Stray Toasters

  • posted this video earlier. I’m sharing the love:

  • After watching that, I noticed that was still online, so I chatted with her for a few minutes. I may have possibly condemned her to a corner of Hell near mine as we wound up talking about dust bunnies, “cool beans” vs. “hot beans,” and the possible origins of the term “holy shit.”By
  • My angels
    My devils
    Thorn in my pride
  • By way of Esquire: Tips on Buying Denim and Three Ways to Wear Denim
  • I should get my guitar back tomorrow or Tuesday.
  • What Went Wrong? Twelve Experts on the Clinton Campaign
  • No cure for the Summertime Blues? I find that hard to believe.
  • hall != haul
  • I just heard from lj user=”tofer1977″, he didn’t go downtown, either.
  • Tin Machine just played on Nomad. I’d forgotten how much I liked their second CD.

Time to get ready to face the day.

Namaste.