What I’m reading: Ask, by Sam Lipsyte, and The Philosophy of Andy Warhol.
What I’m listening to: Night and Day, Nighttiming, A Friend of a Friend, and my latest Mad Mix.
What I’m watching: Why We Laugh: Black Comedians on Black Comedy, Monsters, Inc.
What I’m drinking: Hendricks & Q-Tonic.
What Rufus & Otis are up to: Well, they’re happy that the snow is gone, but they’re bumming over the flood-level rain we got over the weekend. I cheered ’em up by buying ’em some mini-rawhides on Sunday.
Where I’m going: Nowhere, although I was almost press-ganged into a biz trip to Orlando this week when my boss came by my office Friday and told me that one of the other staffers who was supposed to go to the event couldn’t fly because of a stress fracture in her foot. “You wanna go?” he asked. “I got stuff to do,” I told him.
What I’m happy about: Celebrating our fourth wedding anniversary this weekend with some fine dining, some meh dining, and some just-chilling-the-heck-out. It felt so great that I think we even lost an hour by the time the weekend was over! Oh, and I’m happy that I cleared out all those tabs in my RSS reader on Saturday. I know it seems silly, but they were really vexing/mocking me, because I’m insane and feel like I owe The Writing every post I’ve ever half-considered.
What I’m sad about: That I’ll never write those posts.
What I’m worried about: Will Steve Zahn single-handedly bring down Treme?
What I’m pondering: The viability of literature of the modern workplace, courtesy of these essays/articles in the NYTimes, the Boston Globe, and the Telegraph.