Elevator Love Letter

That's a great song by Stars. Some friends think I look like the guitarist in this band. The bf says no. You be the judge!

It's freezing here in the Oakland Hills, or at least freezing compared to most of the time. It's especially distressing because we're having trouble with our plumbing and thus I have to go out to the little house behind our house and take a shower. The little house behind our house is great, except it's always freezing thanks to no insulation, no heating, etc. I knew if I went to the gym I'd have to take a shower. That's real commitment! More than commitment it's necessity as I find exercise to be THE greatest way for me to release stress and feel better.

I'm reading Paul Auster's House of Illusions right now as I await a big order from Amazon. I like Paul Auster but I don't love him. I appreciate his intellect but I don't connect emotionally to his work. I don't suppose anyone does. Maybe that's the idea. Before that I finished Good Faith from Jane Smiley. I don't know why I enjoyed it so much, but I did. The plot wasn't great, the subject (real estate) doesn't sound interesting, but I really really enjoyed it.

We recently watched a bunch of bad movies (Anchor Man, Dodge Ball) a mediocre one (Bourne supremacy) and a pretty good one (Door in the Floor). I also just saw Monster's Ball which was really great.