My nightmare

Last night, I had an awful nightmare. I dreamt that I had gotten to the theater to watch The Dark Knight and couldn't find my ticket. It was awful because everyone went into the theater without me. I looked everywhere for my ticket, but I couldn't remember where I had put it, so I was retracing my steps. I had just started when I was nudged awake. Let's hope I don't forget the tickets on Saturday.

In the meantime, I can't decide whether I'd rather be Batman or Joker.

Outdoor Ballet

I'm at the outdoor ballet and testing this app.

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Good morning, Mr Phelps

I've been watching episodes of Mission: Impossible on my bus trip back and forth to work and noticed that those guys did everything in suits. Everything. Digging tunnels, shaking down mobsters for money, blowing stuff up, schmoozing with corrupt government officials, everything. And they looked good doing it.

So I've been thinking that might be a good look to resurrect. I'm going to think about that one some more, but in the meantime, check it out. What do you think? Should this look come back? I'm certainly metro enough to pull it off.

My new writing pal

For my birthday, I got a nifty program to help me organize all my notes and other things that I'm really excited to really get into using. It's called Scrivener and I've gone through the tutorial a couple of times. Now all I have to do is collect the notes in it that I've been writing down in a notebook. I'll let you know how that goes. Probably.

Tolstoy's problem

I've been reading War and Peace and I'm doing fairly well, considering it's in another language. But so far, I think I've recognized something that Tolstoy does that I'm not a fan of, but I tend to do myself. He tends to give too much detail about minutiae than I want to bother reading. As I mentioned before, I feel like I tend to do that as well, meaning that's something I'll have to watch out for. If I don't like reading what I write, who else is going to want to read it?