Gone

To Portland. Until Wednesdayish.

I'm bringing with me a book of short stories by Haruki Murakami and Reb's Cackling Jackal, which I'm still scribbling on.

I'll file a meal report when I return.

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Last night's exciting events included listening to some metal, circa mid-80s: Metallica (Ride the Lightning), and Suicidal Tendencies, and watching parts of Pulp Fiction again, as IFC was having a sort of PF marathon.

Tonight I plan to find a spot with a large television so that I can watch the Pistons stomp the Lakers yet again. [gleeful laugh]