GRABBINGSAND

finally. after missing it in the theatres. after months of berating. after so many people telling me that i just had to see it. no, not just see it. buy it. i had to buy it without seeing it, because it was just that good. come on already, now they’ve realized another version of the …

just heard a whistling bottle rocket go off somewhere down the street. only one. probably just some jerk testing out some leftover fireworks from last july, but maybe he was getting an early celebratory start on saint francisca salesia’s day.

it may be bad form to purchase a soundtrack before seeing the associated film, but since new line has decided to delay the release of i am sam, well, i am not entirely to blame, now am i? i’ve done it before, made the buy without ever seeing the movie. rush was such a decision, …

see. i told you that you wouldn’t feel a thing. blogger is out, greymatter is in. of course, if you do notice anything odd, let me know.

the shoes i wore while wandering around new york city put blisters on my feet and hurt like a [insert preferred expletive here]. will february’s trip to london feature a repeat performance by the footwear of masochistic pain? no. not just no, but hell no. behold.

blogger has reached critical mass (due to the ever increasing popularity of weblogging) and now the the server load is determining who can and cannot update their weblogs at what time of the day. frankly, this sucks. i will go for hours or days without posting a single word, but when the inspiration hits, i …

a photo submission from the recent snowday has made it into the mirror project.

i think it is cool that sir ian mckellan still doesn’t fully realize that he is cool. that is all.

in late december, i was given a singular honor. a simple request that took me totally by surprise. i was asked to pen a letter of recommendation. i’ve only rarely asked for such things to be written on my behalf, and to have someone kindly elicit one of me was humbling. the request was easy …