I am an idiot.

I just crawled out of bed so I can write.  One of these days I'm going to remember to write before I am 71% alseep.

One of these days I'm going to remember to write my review of Do The Right Thing.

Someday, but not today.  Today I type out a tiny bit of stream-of-conciousness shite so I can keep my 'daily writing' promise to myself.

I like the books of Richard Kadrey.

I like the books of Chuck Wendig.

I like the movies of Wes Anderson.  And Tarantino.

I like the music of Thelonious Monk.  And the Beta Band.  And the Cure.

I think I will go to bed now.

Nitey nite.