At some point a post will spill forth, but I'm tired and have another very long drive ahead, so sleep is near. I'm in San Antonio, TX, as all of you who follow my twitter are painfully aware. Soon I will on my way to Phoenix, then onward to Los Angeles. I will kiss the Pacific Ocean when I reach it and enjoy sub-100 degree heat indexes with newfound appreciation and reverence. Beyond that, as yet.. wide open. I like that. xo

Ah CraigsList, you amuse me so:

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Don't want your love anymore
Don't want your kisses, that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown

I've got to stand tall, you know a man can't crawl
For when he knows you're telling lies
And he hears them passing by
He's not a man at all

Don't want your love any more
Don't want your kisses, that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown

When you see me shed a tear
And you know that it's sincere
Don't you think it's kind of sad, that you're treating me so bad?
Or don't you even care?

Don't want your love anymore
Don't want your kisses, that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown
That's Cathy's clown, that's Cathy's clown

Apparently I need to be cooling it on the texting 'til the end of the month.

(I'm going anyway.)

So LA, at least in the form I was expecting, is not happening. I fell asleep at a half-decent hour for once, was awoken in the middle of night by a thunderstorm, checked my email, and was hit with the bad news. I had a place to stay there, for at least three months as I understood it, but the friend offering me their couch's landlord apparently reminded them about their lease and not having guests for more than ten days.

So that's that. Yeah. Carry on.

Driving in my big black car
Nothing can go wrong
I'm going and I don't know how far
So, so long.

Maybe I'll sleep in a Holiday Inn
Nothing can hurt me
Nothing can touch me
Why should I care?
Driving's a gas
It ain't gonna last.

Sunny day, highway
If it rains it's all the same.
I can't feel a thing
I can't feel a thing

I've got a big black car.

Nothing can hurt me
Nothing can touch me
Why should I care?
Driving's a gas
It ain't gonna last.

The lights above, oh yes.
I see the stars above

Sometimes the comedy just writes itself. Really. If only Big Unit were somehow still involved..

(I just re-upped for another year of premium Flickr goodness, and despite forgetting my camera on my drives the last few days, there will be photos.. oh yes, there will be.. photos.)

John McCain.. has a Twitter: http://twitter.com/senjohnmccain

Mmmm, pork.

Miss you, mola, mola.

Bush declines hardware store job

I really think he should have taken it. It's probably one of the few jobs he'd actually be qualified and competent at. *zing*

So what have I been doing lately.. I've changed my diet. I haven't eaten an unhealthy thing in two weeks and have been visiting the gym often. (And Subway, almost every day.) I've been really pushing myself the last half of this week and am hitting a wall. Today was dreary and dark and rainy and cold, and I was sore, but I went again anyway. Going to pay for it tomorrow, but no pain, no gain, as they say.

I think, as much as I've been eating, and eating right, I'm going to have to start consuming calories at a clip I have never known. I should be eating more and more often, and exercising like it's my job. I have the time, and I'm motivated, so let's see.

I haven't seen any good movies in a long time. And for someone who loves films as I do, that's a no no. I've kept my netflix subscription active for the last few months and haven't bothered browsing anything for a while. I suspect at some point I will replace that WoW subscription with books and films (and food and exercise, as mentioned). I'll just have to work it into habitual mindset. Must.. feed.. brain. Braaaaiinnnnss.

More about.. school, possibly.. soon.

Figures.. the one year I want to go to Coachella and can't really afford it.

Obama reverses abortion-funding policy

It's kind of odd reading the news every day now and seeing less death, destruction, corruption, and depression and getting to read news like that. I could get used to it.

re: the inauguration

I got to watch most of it on the plane, thankfully, but I missed most of Obama's speech. The plane was flying over Nebraska* at the time and the satellite feed kept cutting out until it died altogether. When Obama was finished taking the oath, most people clapped. The guy in the next to me was getting overly dramatic about the satellite (at one point giving it the double finger salute) and later bothered the flight crew endlessly about his entertainment system being unresponsive while watching Pineapple Express. He was also laughing loudly seemingly every 5 minutes like he was at home in his livingroom. I had my ear buds in and managed to ignore him for the most part.

I went to the Apple store for a little while and having never dealt with the Genius Bar before, didn't realize I had to make appointment. I made one for 7, but unfortunately that was at 2:30, so I walked and sat around the mall until 3:30 and decided to come back to the hotel, rest, and maybe eat before heading back over there. I drove around for a while before heading back. I like driving, and it's nice having more of an idea of what streets connect to what, and where I can go if I make a wrong turn or get lost. (Which I often do but don't mind.)


*I wonder if I'll have anything nice to say about Nebraska in my lifetime.

So I'm in the Bay Area (Foster City, to be exact) in a hotel on my self-appointed day of rest. It's funny, when I was here three and a half months ago it was post-summer when I'm usually in decent shape, having been out and about and most likely exercising for several months. Now.. not so much. For the most part, I've been lazy and sedentary all winter, and the way I feel today after all the activity of the last two, it shows.

So far, good trip. The weather was perfect when I arrived, at almost 75 and sunny, which immediately pleased me having departed snowy, bone-chillingly cold New York early Tuesday morning. (I was on a train at 5:30 in the morning, and the platform walk to the JFK monorail was brutal.) Since then, it's been Londonesque gray and rainy, 50s during the day, 40s at night, and looks like it'll be clearing up the day after I leave Tuesday, but I'm not complaining. Yesterday, myself and my lady friend drove down the coast 100 miles to Monterey and visited the aquarium, which was honestly pretty amazing. Jellyfish are fascinating to watch, along with penguins and sharks and schools of sardines, and there was an area with a pool of bat rays they allow you reach in and touch, which I spent a lot of time at. And there was an area beyond that with a man-made tide making machine and beach, complete with sharks, fish, and birds I had a lot of fun watching. I did so much walking, felt every bit of it by the end of the day, then sped (people drive between 70 and 85mph on the freeways here) the 100 miles back up the coast and relaxed the rest of the night away until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore.

The battery on my Macbook Pro has had issues for a while now, and some firmware update for my DVD player Apple released a while back rendered it mostly useless, so I'm thinking of breaking up my off day and heading to the Apple store in the mall here in a bit. My applecare runs out next month, so I'd better get it taken care of. I've spent most of the winter in a room roughly one third the size of this hotel room, but when I'm here or on vacation somewhere I need to be out and kept moving or stir craziness begins to set in. Not sure what the plans are for the rest of the trip here. I may go into San Francisco this weekend on the BART so I can walk around and explore a bit. Hopefully it won't rain too much.

Trolling the Netflix instant view section this morning. I come across:

Stanley Donen (Singin' in the Rain) changes direction here with a three-character sci-fi thriller set in the rings of Saturn. Kirk Douglas and Farrah Fawcett play environmental scientists (and lovers) who are developing food for consumption on Earth from their Saturn space station. The couple's troubles begin when a crazed scientist (Harvey Keitel) arrives and turns loose his 8-foot-tall robot on them. Novelist Martin Amis wrote the screenplay.

That sounds absolutely bizarre. Ebert gave it 1 and a half stars. New York Times gave it.. 0 stars!

One of the customer reviews:

I would rate it no stars if I could. Bad acting, retarded science, a nauseatingly prurient attitude toward sex combine to make one of the worst wastes of sci-fi celluloid ever. SF fans avoid at all costs. Actually no one should bother with this movie. Wretched.

hehe. I'll try it at some point, but need something decent for the moment, then hopefully sleep sometime.

Freedom of choice is what you got..

Freedom from choice is what you want.

Boy 'killed father after 1,000 smacks'

That kid is my newest hero.