Going to work was the last thing I wanted to do today. This week has been absolutely terrible. But it turned out that work wasn't that bad today. Goes to show you never can tell, as the song says.

I think today was day five of 100+ temperatures. It's expected to continue through Sunday. That's with the heat index around, say, 110. Suffice to say, it's hot as fuck. It did rain today, which was kind of shocking. It just made it more humid, of course.

One more day to go, and then I'll be off for a couple days. Anyone want to get together? (crickets) anyone? (more crickets) Fine then. I have a book to read anyway.

OK, here's the top 10 on my Netflix queue:

The Illusionist
The Bourne Supremacy
300
Black Snake Moan
Inland Empire
Renaissance
Audition
Coffee and Cigarettes
An Inconvenient Truth
The Number 23

And the first 10 songs on my current playlist:

They Might Be Giants - Withered Hope
Antelope - Dead Eye
Andrew Bird - Fiery Crash
Meat Puppets - Enemy Love Song
NoMeansNo - Theresa, Give Me That Knife
Pretty Girls Make Graves - Speakers Push the Air
Scanners - In My Dreams
The Black Keys - When the Lights Go Out
The Weepies - Gotta Have You
A.C. Newman - Drink to Me, Babe, Then

That's my return to Blogland. Maybe some of you remember me from when I didn't have the 2 at the end of my name. To jog your memory, I'm the one with the rambling blogs with no coherent point and sometimes lists of movies and/or songs and/or song lyrics. Maybe you could have guessed that.