'Bred Crumbs

12:22 AM As I had anticipated, The Adventures of Edward the Less is quite, quite enjoyable. Not sure how it plays if you never had a crush on Tolkien, but if you did, you shall swoon anew.

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Is it a waste of time if it's making you laugh your head off? Of course not. With that in mind, guiltlessly extend your regular reading list with Perry's Wife. (This and more added to the short links list on this page. And the long list that was on another page will return someday soon. Really.)

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08:41 AM Just waiting for the inevitable release of the gay-porn video Riding Boys in Cars.

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Another stylist has bailed on me. What's a fake blond to do?

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11:46 PM You may have noticed a new change in the look and behavior of this site. I've made the main column of the page expand and contract to fit the width of your browser window. (Before, there was white space on each side of the page that changed widths. To compare and contrast, check an older page; I doubt I'll get around to implementing this backwardly.) I've altered the page header to go with the new flow.

I've been wishing I'd built the site this way ever since shortly after I started publishing it, but I figured changing it would have to wait till the inevitable day I redesigned. But I'm implementing it now in the interest of practicing what I preach; on another site I'm working on, I'm trying to convince partners that this liquidity is the forward way to go. So too here.

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Today, my lack of morning functionality reached a new nadir. I have one pair of quite old black Converse high-tops (not Chucks, in this case), and I have a new pair of very cheap black mid-tops. Without realizing it, I put on one shoe of each. Didn't figure it out until I got out of the car at work and wondered why walking felt odd -- lopsided, because the two shoes have different sole thicknesses. I converted my stupidity to an experiment: see if anyone notices. No one did.

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I wonder how much of my day I spend closing pop-up and pop-under ads?

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04:52 PM Destiny's Child has already recorded one of the Bee Gees' less-good compositions, "Emotion" -- which Beyoncé and her current colleagues managed to drain of what little life it had. So when radio DJs this morning announced they were about to play the new one from Marc Anthony, "Tragedy," my desperate-for-good-radio-pop heart leapt a little. But alas, the tune was not a cover. Well, I shouldn't say "alas," because it was spry and entertaining. Oh, it was no "I Need to Know," but what is?

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01:22 AM Scenes from a weekend:

-- In a booth at It's Tops, an authentic '50s diner on Upper Market, sat a 40ish woman, her 8- to 10-year-old son, and a handsome middle-aged gay male couple sharing a chocolate shake -- a new-and-improved snapshot of an idealized America.*

-- Dojo put on its best show in a long while Saturday night at our cozy stomping grounds. We made a bunch of people unknown to me laugh, and most of them stuck around to hobnob with us afterward. A very good feeling.

-- On the season's first "winter" (54 degrees and cloudy) evening, Dealership played a block party at nearby Clarion Alley, a fund-raiser to keep the murals along the lively Mission District nook going. The intimate outdoor setting let the band find a great sound mix, and above them and the other groups entrancing films were projected -- old cartoons, '60s educational presentations about lava and the solar system, a newsreel on Elvis' wedding. And the people-watching at this truly all-ages event was fantastic; the variety of headgear alone was endlessly entertaining. In a time whose focus has been on the larger world, it was all a nice reminder of the things that lured me to live in this particular quirky corner of it.

* Actually, I saw this tableau a couple of weeks ago, but forgot to 'blog it. But Robbie and I did dine at this place again this weekend, so the note is accurate in a Dave Eggers/John Berendt kind of way.

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