222 pounds this week. Not so good. Probably has something to do with all the junk I’ve been eating this weekend, and the lack of exercise due to a busy work week and the #@&% accounting assignment. However, I should finish the assignment today so the plan is to get back on the treadmill tomorrow.

Sat on a patio and had a couple of drinks yesterday for the first time this spring. It was niiiiiiiiiiice.

Nellie just watched a “Listed” episode on muchmoremusic (aka “The 80s Channel”) about the 20 best soundtracks of all time:

1. Saturday Night Fever
2. The Bodyguard
3. Purple Rain
4. Grease
5. Dirty Dancing
6. Titanic
7. Top Gun
8. Footloose
9. Flashdance
10. The Wall
11. Pulp Kitchen
12. Pretty In Pink
13. The Lion King
14. Rocky Horror Picture Show
15. 8 Mile
16. Moulin Rouge
17. Breakfast Club
18. Beverly Hills Cop
19. Do the Right Thing
20. Tommy

Look, I understand that nowadays MMM just panders to people who actually like 80s movies, but c’mon. Seriously now. Anyway, I fought down the need to laugh & vomit long enough to compile a list of ten soundtracks, any one of which is better than anything* they listed:

• The Crow
• City Of Angels
• Dazed And Confused
• Dead Man Walking
• Friday Night Lights
• High Fidelity
• O Brother Where Art Thou
• Romeo & Juliet
• Singles
• Stealing Beauty

*except for maybe The Wall, whose status as “soundtrack” is a shaky at best.

Today: sunny & 15 degrees.
Tomorrow: sunny & 15 degrees.
Accounting assignment: 85% done.
Plan for today: finish said assignment and get to the Rebel House patio early enough to secure a table.

• M.I.A. . “Galang”
• The Reverend Horton Heat . “The Devil’s Chasin’ Me”
• Rogue Wave . “Endless Shovel”
• Smashing Pumpkins . “Drown”

Got three CDs in the mail today:

• The Kills . No Wow (pitchfork | metacritic)
• Soundtrack Of Our Lives . Origin 1 (pitchfork | metacritic)
• Thee Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra . Horses In The Sky

The only thing I hate more than blogger is accounting.

If I could have lunch with any three people, I’d have to say…Jon Stewart, Nando Parrado and John Kenneth Galbraith.

Backup lunch: Jack Black, Bob Mould and my grandmother who died before I was born.

This is sad. The Plaza hotel in New York is being turned into condos. I’m glad we got to stay there a few years ago.

Cheney offspring bursts from Bush’s chest

Just had lunch with a former colleague. We worked together at Delano, a failed (well, purchased really, but calling it failed is hardly misleading) software company, for about a year and a half. We’ve probably gotten together every few months since we left for other jobs, but it’s odd…we still end up talking about Delano most times. It was quite an experience; certainly the most intense 21 months of my life, and included some the most amazing highs and crushing lows of my working life.

Maybe I’ll rant about it one day.