Got some pictures from Katie, our willowly blonde photographer/singer/promoter buddy up in Minneapolis. Actually, some of the pictures I took, just with Katie's camera. For example, I took this one of Brian Molko (right) just seconds before he jammed his middle finger towards the camera. That's Sonya at the far-right, looking deathly cool.

Just let me say here: Katie, you are the bomb. Raise the roof! Woo hoo! If y'all get a free moment, check out Katie's photographs. And her band. And her production company. Katie is a real-life entramanure - not to mention an honest-to-god talent and just sweet as baklava.

Yesterday, Sonya and I were riding in the truck, heading out towards the Hollywood 20 to see The Phantom Menace.

"Damn," Sonya said, perturbed, "I stepped in gum."

She proceeded to try to clean the gum off her shoe with the random bits of paper that float around in the truck. Finally, she had to use her hands to pick the sticky stuff off.

"I don't even want to think about where this gum has been," Sonya said, a look of deep displeasure on her face.

"Perhaps it was a supermodel's gum," I suggested, "or Antonio Banderas'."

"Oooh," she said, "that would be good!"

Finally, Sonya got the worst of the gum off and quit messing with her shoe. "I'll have to get the rest off when we get home," she said, laying a hand on my arm.

"Thank you," I deadpanned, "for touching me with your gummy, gummy hands."

Then she proceeded to paw my entire arm, spreading cooties of unknown origin all over me.

The Menace, by the way, was very good. The critics, in my humble opinion, have it all wrong. It was action packed; a non-stop thrill-ride with some truly likable characters. I'll see it again. That Ewan Kenobi is the young Alec Guiness. It was really, really cool, y'all.

Funny Story: A coworker passed by my office door today, sipping at a mug of green tea.

"I'm drinking green tea," he told me, "because it contains flavanoids, which are supposed to reduce free radicals.

"Of course," he continued, "I don't know what flavanoids are. Or free radicals."

"The flavanoid used to do advertising for Domino's, right?" I guessed.

"No," he said, "flavanoid used to be in Public Enemy. He was the one who wore the clock and had the gold teeth."

Looking through my referrer logs today (god bless the folks at Nedstat) I noticed that one of my visitors was from umc.org. What's this? Am I corrupting the United Methodist Church from within? My tentacles of influence reach into all levels of society.

Anyway, I want to welcome my Methodist visitor and invite him (or her) to come back often. And, if I might make a suggestion or two...have a drink sometimes. Perhaps go boogie. Indulge in lots and lots of sex, whether you're married or not. Enjoy! Come and join us heathens; we really do have a good time.

Though it's always been my understanding that Methodists were pretty liberal, rule-wise. You know, be pretty good...don't do any really bad sins...and voila - you go to heaven! This is quite a novelty to me, who grew up nominally Southern Baptist and went to Catholic and Church of Christ schools.

I went by my mom's house today to take care of some technical stuff (moving a VCR from one room to another). My mom was gone when I got there, but came in shortly thereafter. She had a beer in her hand.

"Here," she said, handing me the can, "I just got this at your sister's house; it's good and cold."

Don't you just love my family?

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