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XRT was just playing this song by the Rolling Stones. I suppose I’d been mishearing it this way instead of “…of my cloud.” My way’s cooler, especially now that TRS are wizened oldsters. Imagine them shooing a herd of grubby teens lounging on Mick’s Cadillac in front of one of those newfangled cyber cafes.

We went to see Bowling for Columbine at the Century 12/CineArts 6 in Evanston. Jesus, this movie theatre. I’ve never been to a movie theatre with a classy bar, and I’d definitely return. Anyway, the movie. BFC talks about, well, really how screwed up our country is. I thought it was telling that Moore failed to offer the riled up audience a course of action. Because what can you do? There are so many things wrong and we’re up against so much money. I just found myself getting so angry, just like I am a hundred times a day. And maybe that explains my anger a bit. It’s not just intense psychic disturbance; i get angry for legitimate social reasons. Not that I’m any less affected by it. Augh. It was just a draining, confusing experience. I’ve never wanted to hit someone more than Charlton Heston saying we have violence because of our ethnic diversity. I think all you should expect from ethnic diversity is really good food options.

Anyway.

I went to a meeting of the Nerdy McNerd Nerd Club Phineas belongs to. That’s how I’ve been referring to the Chicago Bloggers group. But no mega-nerdy folk were to be found! For their next project, I’m going to grow cultures of bacteria on subway poles. Why? Because now I’ll have actual scientific reasons for only touching those poles with tissues. Fecal matter!

I guess there’s ads coming out that blames terrorism on overconsumption of petroleum ala those dumb ass drug ads. And me with no TV!

Still looking for some hot job action. My friend Stacy, who’s recuperating in Naperville after donating a kidney to her father, sent me a link to a group of ladies called the Dinnergrrls, who network and hang whilst supping at area restaurants. Lovely!

Writing: Cover letters!

Eating: Tonight, we’re having a friend over for dinner. I’ll make a couscousy wonderfeast. And we have pie.

Buying: Petri dishes. I also need overalls for an unrelated reason.