What I’m reading: Same stuff as last week — When the Shooting Stops, The Book of Basketball — and a ton of stories that I’d been saving in my RSS reader.
What I’m listening to: Graceland (Paul Simon), Boxer (The National; boy I really adore this record), In Our Nature (Jose Gonzalez), The Royal Tenenbaums soundtrack
What I’m watching: The 6-episode BBC miniseries, The Singing Detective, which was mindbowingly good.
What I’m drinking: Hendrick’s & tonic (but not at the Westin Bonaventure in L.A., those bait-and-switching sonsabitches)
What Rufus is up to: According to my wife, he spent his time pouting in his crate while I was away.
Where I’m going: Nodarnwhere! Yay!
What I’m happy about: That I was able to carry off French cuffs with my suits at the conference last week. And the new album by Dave Rawlings Machine is out this week!
What I’m sad about: Not getting to see more of L.A. than the 1-mile stretch of downtown from my hotel to the convention center. Didn’t even get out to the retail store for Monocle magazine in Santa Monica.
What I’m worried about: That this essay will lose its ability to inspire me.
What I’m pondering: What headset to buy for my Skype-recording setup, since I’m going to do a lot more of my day-job at home and need to be able to record phone interviews. Also, I’m still thinking of starting a VM podcast somedarntime.