Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

"Beware - the head of state says that she believes in leprechauns /
Irish folktales scare the shit out of me"
- Pavement, "Folk Jam"

1. mgrasso sends this along. I think I saw this during this morning's SportsCenter, but I didn't believe it at first.

2. Kath and I watched The Fountain last night; this was a movie I'd wanted to see ever since I'd first heard it was being worked on, way back when Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett were attached. The movie is a visual feast - and the fact that it's done without CGI is astounding. However, while the movie feels like it has great things to say, it gets bogged down by wrapping those things in a love story that feels awfully contrived. I wanted desperately to love this film; I came away disappointed, and I don't believe that further viewings would make it any better. Oh well.

3. I don't really know what to make of the latest Arod controversy du jour, other than (a) it worked, (b) the Yankees won and (c) if it was anybody else besides Arod, this is a nonstory. Truth be told, however, I've not been paying attention to baseball for the last week or so, so I'm not about to start getting bent out of shape over it if, in fact, he committed some sort of breach of an unwritten baseball law. The reading I've done about this today reveals that this sort of thing happens ALL the GODDAMNED TIME, though.

I've really gotta get back on a regular working music schedule. This should be easier now that Kath is back and I don't have to keep one eye on the dogs all the time, but still - gotta get disciplined. My plan on having an album finished by the spring has obviously not happened. The setting of goals, though, seems counter-productive; I'm going to end up being disappointed no matter what I try to do. So I'm gonna at least try to be reasonable - 3 nights a week of songwriting/recording. Whether anything gets committed to tape is irrelevant - I just need to be DOING it.

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