What It Is: 2/23/09

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.”

3 Replies to “What It Is: 2/23/09”

  1. From a nice book called Buddhism Without Beliefs comes a question I try to ask myself each day. Can’t say I do very well at answering it though.

    Since death alone is certain and the time of death unkknown, what should I do?

  2. Like they say in Fight Club (the movie, at least; I’ve never read the book): “On a long enough time-line, everyone’s survival rate drops to zero.”

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