More blog writing

I'm on a blogging frenzy . . . I can't stop! I don't even have anything to say, but I just want to write about it.
We watched a documentary about the SLA and Patty Hearst last night. Which recounted events just as fucked up as those recounted in the Jonestown and the Weathermen documentaries. I know this probably won't be a popular comment, but I wish people were just a wee bit more radicalized these days; that there was an ounce or two of the insane fury of the 60s/70s weirdos. Except for the whole Jonestown thing, that was just straight-up scary as shit.

Go to Bed Happy and the Baby with a Camera Face

Don't worry about things before you fall asleep.
Two nights ago I was worried about getting fat and then I dreamed my clothes didn't fit and my face was pudgy. Last night I worried about how few opinions I feel I have to express (which is a kind of weird thing to worry about, actually) and then I dreamed . . . something related to that concern, though I don't remember the details.

Have you seen the one where the dog turns into a lady?

Rainy Days of January

During these rainy days, Dave and I have both successfully fought our cute little colds and have emerged this Sunday afternoon in relatively fine form. I have a knot of energy in the pit of my tummy that is urging physical activity, movement of any sort, but the picture outside my window convinces me otherwise -- as does the glass of wine beside me. Perhaps tomorrow I should get up off my ass and move somehow. I can't say in which direction or in what manner I'll be moving, but move I must.

We saw "There Will be Blood" on Friday evening. It was a captivating character study, but really heavy on the Day Lewis-is-a-genius front. His genius, which along with his "looks" I can't deny, pretty much slaps you in the face without submission. It was hard to figure out what else the movie wanted to say or do besides display genius. Although, I suppose one could argue the movie was "about" the search for blood (oil, family, religion -- but not female blood, I don't think.) Anyway, it was a good movie.