Witty sayings:

In Hell the animatronic Santas dance to the Big Mouth Billie Basses.
> So true! Which means Wal-mart is a living hell.

We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are.
-- Talmudic Saying

Got up this morning ready to have leftover duck panang for breakfast. Once I started to dig into it, I saw that the restaurant had given me Sandy's leftover salmon. I sent an email to let her know before she opened her lunch today. The rest of our correspondence went this way.
"So how was the salmon?"
Pretty good, actually.
"As was the duck!"

Tonight I had a really pleasant burrito dinner and conversation with my friend Kevin, followed by more coversation at a nearby coffee shop when the restaurant closed, followed by more conversation and window-shopping when the coffee shop closed.

Awake later than I should be.
Finished with laundry.
Looking forward to eating out with girlfriends.
Making drawings for pinatas.

Sometimes I wonder if something is terribly wrong with me and no one has the heart to tell me.

I am reminded of the ex of a friend of mine who has a look-a-like cousin who is indeed very learning-disabled. She always used to worry that she herself was retarded and that her family were just pretending she was normal when they were around her to spare her feelings.

The idea is that the person who no one comes clean to will spend their entire life wondering why things work out the way they do rather than being liberated by the undeniable, completely objective truth.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving (also known as Turkey Eating Day). E.K. is coming over tonight and we're going to avoid our respective families together for the next 24 hours. Going to The Belfry - once-a-week goth club - tonight at Nomenclature.
Tomorrow we'll be catching a matinee of Amelie at the Garden Hills Cinema. That's the plan, anyway. I also know that the Star Community Bar will be open Thursday, Thanksgiving night, so I may go there to see if Chaz Lounge or any other characters I call friends are there.

Not too much exciting at the moment - I'm doing laundry at home. Hoping I don't have too much insomnia tonight.

Question of the day for myself is "Am I just a malcontent or should I expect more out of my life and what I'm getting out of it?" Is it okay not to be satisfied where I am or do I think too highly of myself and what I can go after. Rock the boat or not?

Everything I remember dreaming last night had a similar theme - I dreamt of the older generation of women in my life and all of them were losing or had lost their minds.

Yesterday was a good day for movies. I saw Monsters, Inc. at an afternoon matinee and then saw Waking Life later that night. Both very good films in very different ways. Both animation. Also found Death and Dream candle/tea glass votives at Oxford Too.
Today, I finally found the new scrapbooks I'd been looking for in the same store I'd looked before and couldn't find any last month.
BTW: Binders Art Supply is having a frame sale.

I got the rest of my photos from the last two weekends from the lab today. Looking forward to sharing them with everyone involved. Wish I'd taken more at Paul and Sheryl's party, which was very well planned out to a Cold War theme. Now I just need to find some suitable albums for these Kodak moments. Just flat black paged scrapbooks with acid-free paper in large pages. It doesn't seem like it should be as hard to find books like that but I haven't seen any like that when I've looked recently. Binders and Wolf don't seem to carry them any more.

My best friend Chaz had somehow completely killed my motivation for writing in this weblog by declaring it uninteresting. Looking at other weblogs, mine may not be the best on the net by a long shot, but I hope it may still be of some interest to friends and family, at least, who might use it as a passive way to keep in touch and up to date with how my life is going.

I'll work of entertainment and enlightened content later. I don't really do commentary like that.

Saturday before Halloween I got to participate in the Little Five Points Halloween Parade with some friends who formed the group "The Grateful Gluttons". Later that night, I went with some of the "Gluttons" to the Woodlogic Halloween party - the best masquerade party in my opinion.
Sunday, I went to the Spooky Horror Puppet Show with my friend J. Great fun - a really saucy adult-only show, complete with a spooky tunnel to walk through and, as J. put it, "be groped by ghouls".
Wednesday - Halloween night itself was uneventful. I did laundry and, living in a city apartment, there are never any trick-or-treaters to entertain here.