Today was a velly velly good day. The food at Clay Pit was amazing as usual. And as it turned out, we had a cultural experience post-food! Fem took us to a new agey, occult store. What's the PC way to say that, Fem? Anyway, we got to experience a chakra realignment by way of a quartz bowl that made noise. I obviously can't describe it very well, but it was fun.
I got home from the reception in time to watch the last hour of the Oscars, and I just need to say, BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN GOT ROBBED! I'm sure Crash is a great film, but I was really pullin' for Brokeback to take home Best Picture. Given, Ang Lee did win best director, McMurtry and whats-her-name won best adapted screenplay, but COME ON. It needed best picture. And if we wanna talk about screwin', Walk the Line really got it up the pooper. Reese Witherspoon took home Best Actress (thank God or I would've put on my own riot). Joaquin deserved something...even an honorary Best Actor since Philip Seymour Hoffman nailed the Capote part.
*grumble grumbleBrokebacklostgrumble grumble*
I'm going to work on my short story, and then I'm going to bed early. Really.
On TV: "Everybody Loves Raymond"
Listening: "Reasons Why"...Nickel Creek
In my head: The urge to read some Annie Proulx