Oh dear, I’ve forgotten to blog. Packing up your life into cardboard will do that, I s’pose. The cats are digging it ’cause they can scale the piles of boxes and crawl into the empty ones. The Dandy Warhols cover of “She Sells Sanctuary” is not as good as I would have thought. Is this week over yet? As nuts as it sounds, I’m kinda having fun ’cause we’re throwing out a whack (a metric whack, not an imperial whack) of stuff. Speaking of that, Duarte, come get your printer. Mogwai‘s Barry Burns thinks it’s high time Keith Richards dies and I can’t say I disagree that strongly. I’m surprised Trom hasn’t called me for more maple leaves yet; he was pretty much mainlining them by the end of the day.

OK, must sleep. I have four hours of meetings tomorrow and (yay) more packing to (yay) do. (yay)

[tags]moving, dandy warhols, mogwai, keith richards, (yay)[/tags]