1. The twitter and reader stuff continues. I suspect I'm a little bored with myself. Don't find much worth reporting.
2. For instance: I bought a new pair of shoes. Brown shoes. Very out of character for me. Very adult shoes. Snazzy, but adult. When I wore them to work they started squeaking. Lots of shoes squeak. But I work in a library. Might as well be a farting clown strolling through the stacks. I have this problem with many of my nicer shoes. But I really wanted to wear these particular shoes so I got online and found some possible solutions. One of which I tried out: lip balm. It worked. Lip balm will cure your squeaky shoes. Is there anything teh interweb can't teach us?
3. See? That just wasn't terribly interesting.
4. I am getting a piano. That could be interesting.
5. I don't do much these days but work and train. The training is going well and I am in a nice little groove. My body composition has changed noticeably. Whiskey gut long gone. Alas, there is no demand for hirsute, middle-aged fitness models. Timing is everything they say.
6. Finished reading Bolano's 2666. Nothing like 900 pages of darkness and death. But you have to admire his...brio? cojones? as a writer. He was swinging for the fences. More on that later perhaps.
7. This is funny.
