Well, sorry for the lack of updatey-ness. Not much happening (I know, I'm aghast too...) other than waiting. Got a brutal case of writer's block and a reading upcoming (details forthcoming...) so, you know, that's always a good sign.

I finally got my iPod mini--yes, yes, I'm a culture whore. Surprisingly it hasn't changed my life and made me wonder how I ever got by without it, but I am dancing around in silhouette like a madman, so there's that. The other upshot is that I ran across the new Paul Anka album. Yes, I said Paul Freakin' Anka. Pretty underwhelming, but his cover of Soundgarden's "Black Hole Sun" is nothing short of epically hilarious. Worth the 99 cents from iTunes, trust me.

And if you do this, then it might be a sign that your marriage is in trouble.

Anyone catch the Cards game last night? I about crapped myself when lil David Eckstein launched that sucker. Twas a thing of beauty.

I'd kill for a steak.

Of course, theoretically I wouldn't have to kill a person for a steak, just a cow. Unless that person were acting as a human shield for the cow. That would be kinda wild, huh?

-Joe