At first, I thought, “Why would a high school administration keep records of cage fights?”
But then I realized that if you don’t keep records, there’s no way of knowing who’s toughest.

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At first, I thought, “Why would a high school administration keep records of cage fights?”
But then I realized that if you don’t keep records, there’s no way of knowing who’s toughest.
Happy 3rd anniversary, my love.

What I’m reading: Montaigne, Cultural Amnesia, and Liar’s Poker
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What I’m listening to: “Little Person,” the theme song to Synecdoche, New York. A lot.
What I’m watching: The first season of Breaking Bad.
What I’m drinking: Miller’s (Westbourne Strength!) & Q Tonic.
What Rufus is up to: Celebrating his first anniversary in our home!
Where I’m going: On to NYC next week for my first trade show of 2009.
What I’m happy about: Duke lost the ACC tournament championship game! And I don’t give a crap about college basketball!
What I’m sad about: My wife’s new Kindle seems to be having battery issues.
What I’m pondering: How much this guy is going to love Inglourious Basterds.
After moving down the hall to a new office yesterday, I put all of my back issues in magazine boxes. Welcome to the past 10 years of my professional life. No, it doesn’t even fill an entire shelf:


Evidently, Business Insider has decided to inaugurate the launch of Jimmy Fallon’s late-night talk show with a litany of the 10 Biggest Talk Show Bombs.
I prefer to honor Mr. Fallon for his awesome parody of that Dirty Vegas video.
What I’m reading: Montaigne & Clive James. Oh, and I started Liar’s Poker, on my new Kindle!
What I’m listening to: My new Mad Mix CD, and a couple of Kate Bush records.
What I’m watching: The Darjeeling Limited, Synecdoche, New York, and Adaptation.
What I’m drinking: Blue Point Blueberry Ale, and Plymouth & Q Tonic.
What Rufus is up to: Finally playing with the other dogs on his Saturday dog-park visit! It helped that one of his grey-pals was there and sociable.
Where I’m going: Nowhere special, but we’re hoping to get into a nice restaurant next Saturday to celebrate my wife’s birthday.
What I’m happy about: I survived a weekend at home without Amy, my first since late 2005.
What I’m sad about: The death of my wife’s grandmother (the prompt for Amy to be away this weekend). She was always alright to me, even if she was a little confused about who I was sometimes.
What I’m pondering: Synecdoche, New York. I have a feeling that movie’s going to be in my head for a long time.
What I’m reading: Montaigne & Cultural Amnesia, and Edmund and Rosemary Go To Hell
, the new ish of Monocle, and that NYTimes article about the House-like diagnosis of that guy I asked you all to help out with platelet donations a few months ago.
What I’m listening to: A whole passel of Bill Simmons’ B.S. Report podcasts, and just shuffling through my iTunes library for a new Mad Mix.
What I’m watching: Wall•E, Eastbound & Down and The Royal Tenenbaums.
What I’m drinking: Plymouth & Stirrings.
What Rufus is up to: Having no fun at the dog park. Again.
Where I’m going: To a pre-birthday dinner with my wife this Saturday!
What I’m happy about: My dad was wrong with last year’s (70th) birthday dinner prediction of “This is my last year.”
What I’m sad about: He made the same prediction at this year’s birthday dinner.
What I’m pondering: How he took it when I said, “Well, you’re bound to be right sometime.”
It doesn’t give his name (medical privacy) and all, but there’s a great article in the NYTimes Magazine this weekend about Nathanael Sandstrom, the guy I asked you to donate platelets for. I use “great” because it’s all about how his doctors finally figured out what he was suffering from and started him on the road to recovery!
The story really comes off like an episode of House, except without the mean-spirited doc at the center of it. Oh, and no Omar Epps, either. Still, give it a read!
I worked at home today, partly because I’d tweaked my back overnight and partly because I’ve become more productive at home than in the office. Must have something to do with wearing pants.
Anyway, I had the urge to watch The Royal Tenenbaums during the day, so around 4:30 I put it on and took care of some e-mails.
After it finished, I took Rufus out for his evening walk, and as we climbed one of the big hills up the street, I thought, “Of course you wanted to watch Tenenbaums today! Your dad’s 71st birthday is tomorrow!” For someone so inward-obsessed, I’m amazed that it took me so long to make the connection.
On the plus side, Dad doesn’t seem fazed by the fact that we’re going out to dinner tomorrow night at a restaurant with the same name as his mother.
Is there some reason you’re not reading Carrie Fisher’s blog?
Dead Man Blogging was the first post I read, after which I said, “Yes, this needs to go in my RSS feed.”
(Many thanks to Kate Coe @ Deepglamour.net)