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Perhaps it is just me, but I've noticed a sudden spike in the playing of "Paradise City" on the classic rock radio station. I think Axl Rose is trying to commune with me from the (brain)dead.

Planets Made of Wood

Yeah, why don't they make a sci fi action movie featuring a planet made of wood? It could feature a long-suffering, morose culture that suffers from excessive splinters in the feet.

Perhaps the shrubberies could be made of pipecleaners!

I am now settling in to watch Count of Monte Christo, perhaps I'll get in some guitar practice, as well.

Reminiscence of the weekend: some of the artwork featured at the Artist's Collaberative included paintings of asian ( I am not astute enough to recognize it as Japanese or Chinese or whatnot) character symbols. One stood for good fortune. The phonetic translation into it's particular native language was "Fuku".

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The Count of Monte Christo was reasonably good, though I wasn't paying 100% attention to it.I might have to watch it again.

The writer's group meeting tonight went well. Work was pretty productive.

Tomorrow: day one of Jury Dooty. We'll see what happens.

This next bit is in a bit poor taste, but...

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