Here is a picture of my younger brother, Ross, myself, and my sister, Kirsten. It was taken at our tailgate party before the Texas Tech game. Tom is the missing sibling, but he'll show up on here soon enough.

Love stinks!!!

Not actually; once again, I'm listening to LAUNCHCast, and the first thing it played was that old song by the J. Geils Band. This particular time it was played from the "Mr. & Mrs. Smith" soundtrack. I never saw that film, though I heard it wasn't terrible. How could it be, what with the formidible talents of the ubiquitous Angelina Jolie?

Next on the playlist..."Champagne Supernova" by Oasis. That song takes me back. Specifically, it takes me to my high school sophomore journalism class. I was 16 at the time. What a blast that was. I was in the class with a lot of good friends, learning the ropes so that we could take over the newspaper and yearbook the following year. I also remember learning to use a now-ancient version of Adobe Photoshop to distort images of people and leaving school to drive around selling ad space, go to Aaron's to play his sweet new Playstation, and searching for creative ways to be a menace. I'm pretty sure we started some fires; I was always carrying a lighter around with me back then.

Simpler times, those were.

Hmm. I didn't realize Laura Dern was in that old Mask movie. The rather melancholic one with a heartwarming moral lesson about looking inward for true beauty; not the one wherein Jim Carrey uses a mask imbued with the power of Loki to thwart Eric Roberts and try to score with Cameron Diaz. Anyway, Laura Dern was hot in Jurassic Park, as paleobotanists are wont to be.

Sam Eliot is a badass.

I'm looking forward to going home for the weekend. We're gonna tear up the fields this Saturday. It sounds like Halle has been going on some awesome points. She's a Weimeraner. Pretty much the best one there is. The best dog ever, really. Along with Bourbon. ;) I need to remember to pick up my hunting license before Saturday.

Ahh, now it's playing a good one...

18 and life, you got it
18 and life, you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

I haven't been able to access my LAUNCH station at work lately. It's starting to drive me nuts, especially on those mornings when there are Cher songs playing on the company muzak system before 10a.

Oh, look, an Axe deodorant for men commercial. You know, if a guy actually sprayed that stuff all over himself as they do in the commercials, he'd smell like the male equivalent of a $2 hooker.

I lifted weights tonight for the first time since last Thursday. I don't like to go that long without exercise, as I generally end up feeling like a deflating balloon after about three days.

Wow, I was exceptionally random tonight. That's the way these things go, I guess. Have no fear, though; there will be stories to tell.