God, I've Got a Headache

Recap of the weekend:

• dug winter coats out of storage
• pasta (yet again) for Sunday dinner*
• Friday - swam. Saturday - swam. Sunday - gym. Monday - swam. If I didn't know myself better, I'd say I might be serious about getting back in shape.
• ordered a new iPod online, then cancelled the order. Will probably re-order it again this afternoon. And then re-cancel.

* not that I should complain, since free pasta dinner at the 'rents is better than anything I could cook on my own.

Finally, I think all the exercise is the cause of the supreme unadulterated splitting headache I am quietly dying from at the moment.

This photo isn't really germane to the weekend, except that I did go to American Apparel on Sunday, and this absolutely ridiculous photo is from their website. I'm inviting you, dear reader, to post your best caption for it in the comments section.

10 Random Things Said to Me This Weekend

In place of my usual "What I learned this weekend" posts, I thought I'd shake it up a bit and share with you actual comments said to or asked of me this weekend.

In almost all cases they're perfectly normal, but taken out of context, some of them are just weird. Funny when you think about the strange conversations you can have over the course of a weekend. If anyone wants to share some of theirs from the weekend, feel free.

1. “Where you going so fast, sugar pants?"
2. “Did you change your name to ‘Will’ because of 'Will & Grace'?”
3. "Can I reach behind you and plug this in?”
4. “I don’t know why I listen to you. You always give me bad advice.”
5. “You were not just giving me a funky eye, bitch!”
6. “Sorry, I thought you were the water rat.”
7. “Have I shook you down for $150 yet this month?”
8. “I’m going to cut this off, or else you’ll have a mullet.”
9. “You look like you’re fast. Maybe you should go ahead of me.”
10. “Are you wearing Grandma’s jacket?”
    

Notes from the Weekend

• I took my dad to see "Snakes on a Plane" this afternoon. The only thing I will say about the whole experience is that as we were heading to the theater my dad said: "Did you sleep OK? You look tired." No, dad. This is pretty much just how I look nowadays.
• As you can see, I redesigned my site this weekend. I think I am going to become one of those serial redesigners. I think it looks OK, but there's more I want to do. And since I'm pretty much learning HTML on the fly, it could be years before I have the site exactly the way I want it.
• With Richard back in Sydney waiting for this whole green card interview nonsense, I've really been getting my money's worth out of Netflix.
• "Failure to Launch" - Matthew McCaughnawhatever gets bitten by a chipmunk, a dolphin and a lizard. Also, Sarah Jessica Parker is in it. I love me some SJP as much as the next gay man, but she's got to try harder to play something that isn't just a version of Carrie Bradshaw. And, if there was an award for "Most Annoying Shriek" it would certainly go to her. She screams about 5 times during the movie and lord help me I almost reached through that screen...
  
• "Junebug" - not exactly sure what that was all about.
• "Velvet Underground" - stellar cast but largely unwatchable.
• "Loggerheads" - really good yet slow-moving picture. Very sad though. Patty Griffin, who is my favorite female singer-songwriter, does most of the songs. Patty is prone to some glum songs, and during the saddest part of the movie they played her all-time saddest song. So naturally I pretty much cried like a baby for several minutes. (But don't let that scare you from seeing it since I seem to cry at movies on a regular basis.)
  
• Jarhead - not bad, but glad I didn't pay money to see it in the theater, or I would have opened a vein.
  

• In other news: I apologize in advance to all my friends on MSN Spaces. Ever since the redesign I've had a hard time trying to post comments to your sites. Even when I'm signed in to Windows Live it still won't let me, or my computer freezes up entirely. So if you haven't heard from me in awhile, that is probably the reason.