Why?

Because Matthew and I saw “Anchorman” Sunday night, that’s why! A funny, funny movie. I’ll admit that the film’s content is rather sophomoric in nature, but it’s worth the near-piss-yourself experience. Tons of cameos, including Jack Black, Ben Stiller, Tim Robbins and Luke Wilson.

The erection scene is hilarious, as is the prank calls made at the TV station in San Diego. Ha! Ha!

Wendy gives the film two thumbs up, as if that means anything :-)

“Stay classy, San Diego. Now, go fuck yourselves.”

Kevin is a lucky, lucky boy: http://www.apple.com/itunes/100million/

I really should be working on my articles for the UNO Alumni magazine and the Valmont publication, but I can’t find the motivation.

Can anyone identify where the hell summer is going? How is it that the Fourth of July has come and gone? Now, we sit and wait, in the heat and humidity, for Labor Day’s arrival. At which time, summer will, unofficially, come to an end. Jeez.

Job Watch ’04
I’ve discovered a handful of jobs that I’ve applied for in the Omaha area. They’re not newspaper jobs; those are few and far between, especially when the Omaha World-Herald isn’t hiring. I’ll keep you posted if I get any calls. Think PR, managing editor, etc.

I’m spending three days this month in Denver. My sister’s flying in from L.A., too, so it’ll certainly be a family affair. I’m excited! My baby sister (OK, she’s 20 years old) sent me a California care package yesterday: little flower candles for my kitchen, two bottles of nail polish and pink stationary from IKEA. What a nice surprise! I love my sister :-)

It’s Saturday. I’m at Nu-Trend. Blah.

I found this online: http://www.reddress.net
Such a cute little drawing, wouldn’t you say?

I’m spent. Sure, it was the Fourth of July holiday weekend, which should’ve meant three days of rest and relaxation. Not quite. Not that I’m complaining :-) After lunch with Matthew’s family yesterday, he and I spent the evening with Brian, our buddy who lives/works at an Omaha mortuary. After a delicious dinner of grilled salmon and various salads, the boys proceeded to pass out on the couch while I watched my first three episodes of “Six Feet Under.” WOW. What a phenomenal show. I know the show has always done well at various award shows, but last night was proof — for me, at least — of how amazing this show is. After watching three solid hours, I wanted more. (Quite the coincidence: watching a show about a funeral home inside a funeral home.) But, alas, the sun had set and it was time to shoot off fireworks and drink more beer. Hooray!

Today, Matthew and I painted my bedroom. It looks gorgeous. We chose a deep pink/purple color, to match the pink flowers in the bed set from Target. Thanks to my sister, Katie, I learned my bedding was on sale. After a stop at Target and Lowe’s earlier today, we headed back to my house to spend the afternoon painting.

It was quite a job, but I couldn’t be more thrilled with the final result. Now, it’s off to find artwork and a few small accessories to complete the room.

You need this: http://www.konfabulator.com

And this: http://www.widgetgallery.com

I’ve been using it for a few days now. It’s awesome. Just another reason why the Macintosh platform is so fucking cool. It’s too bad only 5 percent of computer users own a Macintosh.

For the past week, I’ve had this dull pain behind my eyes. I don’t know if it’s a stress headache that won’t go away, or my eyes telling me to get new glasses. I’ve had the same prescription for about 18 months. I probably should go to the eye doctor first, before jumping to any conclusions.

For my fellow writers: http://www.themorningnews.org/archives/stories/sentences_of_discontent.php

Last night’s Simon and Garfunkel show was absolutely beautiful. Hands down, it was one of THE BEST concerts I’ve attended. EVER. True, most of the shows I’ve seen have been at Sokol and could never match last night. Yet, I remain in awe of the breadth of their music. One minute, I’m moving in my seat, struggling to sit still. The next, hot tears are stinging my eyes and trickling down my cheeks, blurring my vision and stopping my heart. Garfunkel’s performance of “Kathy’s Song” did me in, as did “Bridge Over Troubled Water.” If I wasn’t hooked on their music before last night, I am now. Thanks, boys, for an unforgettable evening. You have the ability to make 15,000-plus fans feel like they’re sitting mere feet from you.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.