August 28 – September 2, 2015

I’m standing at the Pinhook listening to the 2nd dude singer-songwriter of a 5-band bill. The other three aren’t dude singer-songwriters, at least.

So it’s September. It was like 93 degrees today & is supposed to be 95 tomorrow. I feel like 23 years ago, when I moved here, things weren’t as hot. If only there were some way to keep track of that stuff.

Work is in that brief respite between students leaving and interviews starting back up again. I’ve taken advantage of the lull to migrate to a new laptop, one that is absurdly thin and ridiculously lightweight and I’m still not sold on the whole concept, primarily because I almost never do anything but schlep it from home to car to work to car to home, and it has only two USB ports and no CD drive.

I wish I has a pithy opinion to share about US or world politics, but mostly it all seems like it’s falling apart, everywhere. I’m looking forward to the 2016 elections primarily because things seem broken enough for something really interesting to happen.

I think more about what other country I would move to than what we could possibly do to fix this one. Although John Paul Stevens laid it all out in his book Six Amendments. If only everyone would read it & agree.

We’ve been using the handy Metacritic lists of movies to shape our home movie watching. It has been kind of a mixed bag. ’71 was excellent. A Strange Little Cat was somewhat less so. I wish I could say I was ready for the return of the Serious Movies of Autumn, but honestly they’re just as hit and miss as the supposedly dumb summer stuff. So we’ll take it a week at a time, as always.

OK, the singer-songwriter is done. Back to the parade.

August 28 – September 2, 2015

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