Swimming again today. Swam farther this time. Intend to keep swimming farther until I feel like it's actually a workout. I know I have some former swimmers in the audience - how many lengths is a mile? It's like 64 or 32, right? A little help, please.
Watched Kurosawa's Throne of Blood and Scent of a Woman today - please don't judge me. I hope my neighbors can hear the screaming Japanese dialogue from my open windows, because I don't mind if they think I'm some crazy grindhouse Japanophile or a fan of Toshiro Mifune's dramatic work. Because both serve to increase my mystique. And that's what we want, right?
The Eagles lost today. How? Explain. I didn't see the game. And are the Phillies still in the wild card? I can't keep up - there's too much data.
No Orioles/Deer Park contest prize yet, but we expect a package this week. That's fun.
Have I explained my theories about growing up with nuclear dread, and the triple threat of The Far Side, Calvin and Hobbes, and Bloom County? I don't think I have. But they're important. Well, to me. Is something important if it's only important to you? Or is it just a neurotic quirk?
--17:31 PM, Sunday, EST, Ada, OH
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