It's already an absolutely stunning day outside, I don't really have anything (save assembling a new coffee table) pressing to do, and I feel strangely carefree. This being the last day of an extended weekend and with me having a song in my heart, it's far too nice to stay inside, so it's off to the Russian market to get some beer, and then I'm gonna go while away the day in the park or on a patio.
Two quick things:
1) I've been reading the first volume of the Graham Greene biography (its girth alone may put a damper on my book list), and I'm struck by one thing: GG may have been one of the greatest novelists ever, he may have lived an amazing life full of travel and adventure, but the guy was sufficiently lousy with women as to make me look like Rudolph Valentino. I find that strangely encouraging.
2) With no entertainment coming from me today, how about Milan Hejduk?