Do the hustle

Well well well.... I really don't feel like doing this, but I know that I will feel better after I do, so this is what you get.

Work continues this week. I've got 4 workdays left, and then a day off, then off to Nashlantic City.

I got an e-mail from my roommate Pete, in which he told me that he would not be arriving at Belmont until the 28th, a full week after everyone else, and a half-week after classes start. It'll be good to see him once he gets there, but it will be a bit weird until he does.

Last night I went Gogolin's house and played Goldeneye, WWF Smackdown, and Guess Who. Then, somebody decided to watch TV, and VH1 had this special on R. Kelly's Urban Opera, "Trapped in the Closet." This 5-part mini-drama is basically one of the greatest things I've seen in a long time. It's an opera, but the only one who sings at all is R. Kelly, so he does the voices for all characters, including the women. IT WAS FRICKING HILARIOUS! If you haven't seen it yet, you have to. If I were to see R. Kelly on the street, I would say, in the words of Will Ferrell as James Lipton, "You make Ghandi look like a child pornographer." And then I'd realize that was kind of awkward since RK is one already.

Things I learned from Trapped in the Closet:
1. Black people have affairs all the time.
2. The funniest name for a gay black lover is Chuck.
3. If your lovers' husband walks in on you, stick around and wave your gun at people for no apparent reason. It works great every time.
4. Never trust a smoking cop. Especially a black one.

So I rented "Kung Fu Hustle" yesterday and got to watch it tonight. First off, 5 bucks is way too much to pay to rent a movie for a week. Seriously. Second, the movie was decent enough. Not nearly as funny as people made it out to be, but the fight scenes were sweet, and they did some cool effects, so I can't complain. No I can't complain. Yeah she can't complain. No, she can't complain.

Sorry, I've been listening to Nickel Creek's new album for the last three days straight, and it's pretty sweet overall. A bit more pop than I was expecting, but they get their bluegrass in there, so it's all good. My favorite three songs are, in order: 1. Best of Luck 2. Somebody More Like You 3. When in Rome. If you have no idea who Nickel Creek are, check them out, they're amazing.

I'm hoping to do something fun for my last weekend in town. I have no idea what that will entail, but I will make it my goal to do something before the weekend is through. And since I have Saturday off, this has potential to actually happen.

A few summers ago, I went golfing. A lot. And I liked it. I've never been very good at it, but I don't care, cause it's relaxing, especially if you're with the right people. Well, last summer I didn't go at all, and this summer was looking like the same, but I've now golfed 27 holes, and I'm hoping to add 18 on Tuesday. The crazy thing is, I'm actually playing decent! Decent for me is the potential to hit in the 80's on Tuesday, so if that gives you a reference point, there you go.

Oh dang, I can't think of any other random topics of interest. Must be time to stop.