And, I'm back

Tired as hell. I ate a shoe today. No, seriously.

Too tired to write about much except I read Sarah Manguso's book from McSweeney's between takes. It was hella sweet. More about that and her later.

Off to watch first episode or two of Weeds, Season Two.

Ooh, also got some books today in the mail, including Greil Marcus's The Shape of Things To Come: Prophecy and the American Voice. I wax and wane on my opinion of Marcus, but lately have been much obsessed with the raw stuffy stuff of America and need a little shot of his village resplainer mojo. I ain't apologizing for neologisms, no way, no how.

Treat yourself.