And when we got on the ship, he brought out something for the trip, he said "It's old, but it's good"

An active day. Work was busy and flew by. I don't say it often, but I work with some nice people. I never wake up in the morning grimacing at the thought of having to go to work. Well, I do sometimes, when I'm fussy at having been woken up, but that's never going to change, even if my job is going to the beach and lounging around.

Visited with my parents after work. We sat on the porch and talked. They offered up provisions for my camping trip (I wish more of their thoughtfulness rubbed off on me) and we ate calzone. They walked me out to the car when I left and our goodbye was prolonged, as if we weren't going to see each other for a while. Hope that's not the case.

Watched Keyhole the other night, or, to be more precise, over the last few nights. I kept falling asleep and had to pick up where I left off the previous night. The film is hypnotic and strange, a fever-dreamed shot-put of film noir,  and I'm still  not sure how to interpret it, short of saying it's either a masterpiece or one of Maddin's weaker outputs. I'm thinking the former; each time I went back to it, I felt I understood its language better. Anyway, children, if you have even a pin- prick's worth of adventure in you, I command you to watch this film. You will thank me on your knees. It's a trip, man.

Now it's off to try to record a live take of a new song. I like it quite a bit. It's been with me for a while and evolved slowly. I'm not sure, but I'm thinking it'll be called "Heaven's Dusty Stars". It contains more of a narrative than my usual fare. No, it's not about ponies.

 Here's the deal: if you know me personally (hell, even if you don't) and ever feel like I'm not doing right by you, let me have it. I don't mean take a copper pipe to my spine or a blow torch my sternum, but if you need to call me on something, do it. I may act like a baby about it, but it'll probably be for my own good and I'd get over it. FYI, this public service message isn't exactly applicable to anything going on in my life right now, though it seems to suggest I'm appealing to someone directly. I guess I'm just saying that I don't want to be the asshole in your life.

Good night, my friends.