Oct 112012
- Having dinner with some of my best high school buds tomorrow night. I’m really looking forward to it.
- Jerry Sandusky got 30 years. I wish him a very full dance card in prison.
- I am listening to Monster, the 20th studio album from Kiss, exclusively right now. Came out day before yesterday, nearly four decades (!) after their debut (and twelve years after I saw them on their “farewell” tour). Full review coming, probably tomorrow.
- Our children are exactly as old as my sister Jenny and I were when our parents divorced. I consider this most days right now. I have many thoughts about it—some fleeting, some sustained—but I think I’m still a good long while from writing publicly about it.
- Missouri, how are you enjoying the SEC so far? See you Saturday.
- Lea, scratching a loudly purring Oliver: “He’s the happiest cat in the world right now.” Aaron, 8, with perfect timing: “No, the happiest cat in the world is getting a pedicure.”
- I explained to a colleague who Jim Steinman is yesterday. Pointed out to her some non-Meat Loaf songs that he had written, and she said yes, she could hear the common quality. (It does remain that to me, no one but Meat Loaf should sing Jim Steinman songs.) Switching back to Meat Loaf, she said something like “oh, yeah, like, um…’Three Times…a Lady’?” We were able to steer her to “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad” from there. Heh.
- The boys and I are all playing Minecraft right now. It’s a neat concept and I have fun, but I’m considerably less excited about it now that I know that the world just automatically generates up to the system limitations. That means there’s no big discovery to make. In the Kefling games, which scratch a lot of these same itches, there’s more of a goal. I think I need that in a game like this.
Okay, tell your kid he made me laugh out loud with that pedicure comment. But, then ask him, wouldn’t that be the unhappiest manicurist in the world?
We’ll be up at Grissom tomorrow night. You & lea and the boys should come to the game!
‘seester, message delivered. Answer: “well, unless you chained the cat to the floor.”
Marianne, shoot! I need more notice than that. I’m tied up. Y’all please do enjoy your visit to our wonderful city, and hopefully next time.