The gig went relatively well; turnout was good but smaller than I'd hoped for. The tape from the show will bear out that I was really nervous; lots of little guitar burps, drumbeat hiccups, and vocal straining. I loosened up about halfway through, and "Isn't It A Pity" went over really well. I was surprised, actually, at how short my set seemed - I only played about 7 songs. I guess they're longer than I thought they were.
Sunday was marvelously lazy; the woman and I hardly moved, although she had a really wierd stiff neck thing, so she really couldn't move. We ordered in for breakfast and watched the first half of the Godfather Part 2 DVD with commentary, then decided to pop in my new DVD (a birthday gift from jdixon) of Apocolypse Now Redux, which was pretty good, although some of the extra stuff really should have been left out of the movie - specifically the plantation scene, which makes absolutely no sense and just gets annoying after awhile because it's right before they arrive at Land-o-Kurtz. It was long enough, though, for us to miss the Giants game, which is just as well, really.
Anyway. News of note: Jack Black will be hosting Saturday Night Live on January 19th, with The Strokes as the musical guest. That's something to see, folks.
Movies on my list that I absolutely have to see, money be damned:
We already got our opening day tickets for Lord of the Rings, and last night I started re-reading Book 1. Woohoo!
Um... I thought I had something else to report... but my mind has gone blank. Old age. Sheesh.