Did a major update on my writing software today, so I’ll be reading and watching tutorials for the next couple of days.  That’s it…that’s all that’s going on here.  There may be adventures on the horizon.

N.P.: “Going Down South” – The Black Keys

Very pleased with the decision to strike down California’s stupid, ill-advised, dim-witted, myopic, untenable, and completely unconstitutional ban on assault rifles.  Finally.

N.P.: “Something Wicked This Way Comes” – Barry Adamson

Did a bit of book work today.  Continued to successfully elude the summer sun.

N.P.: “Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go – Extended Version” – Soft Cell

Today was a bit of a pain in the hole.  My afternoon got absolutely chewed up by scheduled events that didn’t happen and unscheduled events that did.  Perhaps tomorrow will be better behaved.

N.P.: “I’ve Been Everywhere” – L.A. Rats

All apologies, well-built reader, but it has been intolerably hot here for days now, and I can no longer artfully cope.  There is simply no way I can properly express myself in these inhuman conditions.  It was a hundred and fuck for the third day in a row.  Birds aren’t even flying.  It’s sad.  And the sky is just fucking devoid.  No clouds.  No birds.  Just an empty canvas with an audience so boring that no deity can be bothered to do anything with it.

N.P.: “I’m in Heaven” – Andrew W.K.