Tues: 235 lbs.
Went running this evening. It's getting a bit easier, though my legs and heels are achy. I think i may have shin splints, but what do you do?
Earlier this evening i bought the Girls - "Hellhole Ratrace" 7". Great folksy indie rock. Oh, and i also Wu-Tang's "36 Chambers" on vinyl. Shit yeah!
Everyone, read "Blackest Night" on DC Comics. Geoff Johns has spent the last 4 years making Green Lantern into a very enjoyably book, and everything for the last couple of years has been leading up to this story line. He's introduced an entire spectra of lantern corps from blue to red, and now the dead are rising as black lanterns. This may (and i'm only speculating here) lead to the resurrection of Batman. (I realize i may not be amongst other nerds here, so for those not in the loop, Bruce Wayne died earlier this year when he was hit by death ray whilst saving the world...God, comics are awesome!)
I'm a bit across the board this evening, but there's one last thing. Austin's dumbest punk rock band, "The Contact High Five" are making their way through the grasslands of middle America to play a barn or gay bar(n) near you. If you live in Oklahoma or Kansas, go check 'em out. And buy their 7-inch. It's got a drawing of Truck-o-saurus raping a van. Who doesn't want to see Truck-o-saurus? And raping a van at that!
Spader.
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