Napped a bit this afternoon then finished up a proofread job that I should have done a while ago. It was rather interesting about coin collecting. I always learn something new from working on books I would never normally pick up . Of course, the chapter on how to keep your collection safe from those evil "estate taxes" just confirmed that I was never intended to be this book's audience.
Ah, but my blog has now become embiggened. Kate has blogged about my blog and even posted a pic for moi. I still need to link up to all my friends, who are doing much more interesting things than me (napping, reading about coins), as soon as I can figure out how to put them up in a neater fashion. Tonight, as befits a wacky Saturday, I'm doing some research and some writing and listening to the Art of Noise.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
It's the Middle of the Night
I'm still awake. I recently went wireless so I guess I'm enjoying the chance to write my thoughts to the world from the relative safety of my kitchen. I've started and stopped blogs before but since a lot of my friends now seem to communicate through this medium, I'm giving it one more try.
So, what have I been doing in the middle of the night, contemplating the idea of order in eastern Connecticut? Right now, listening to Neko Case and Suzanne Vega. Wrote a bit. Watched the first four episodes of Paranoia Agent by Satoshi Kon (so well worth it just for the opening credits of all the main characters laughing silently and hysterically while the world blows apart). I'm a big fan of Kon's work, having seen Paprika last month at Real Art Ways with friend, Ken, who said "that wasn't as weird as I thought it would be," high praise indeed).
So, what have I been doing in the middle of the night, contemplating the idea of order in eastern Connecticut? Right now, listening to Neko Case and Suzanne Vega. Wrote a bit. Watched the first four episodes of Paranoia Agent by Satoshi Kon (so well worth it just for the opening credits of all the main characters laughing silently and hysterically while the world blows apart). I'm a big fan of Kon's work, having seen Paprika last month at Real Art Ways with friend, Ken, who said "that wasn't as weird as I thought it would be," high praise indeed).
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