The Civilization of Maxwell Bright

Last night Greg and I went to one of the Austin Film Festival premiers,,The Civilization of Maxwell Bright. Amazing movie. I cried. Greg cried. We both were tempted to lick the screen when Patrick Warburton showed up naked larger than life in front of us. A grand story. Sad but sweet. Somewhat like Sweet November,,but better somehow. Raw. Coarse. Incredibly intimate. Did I mention that Patrick Warburton is just plain edible? Lawd Have MERCY. Go see it.
After the movie we hit the town for some boy watching and dancing. Nothing good to look at. Lots of good tunes to dance to. A pleasant evening.
Life is confusing right now. Work is difficult. Bordering on unsafe difficult. To stay and ride it out knowing that it will change,,or to run away,,a choice. Change is the one constant there. Do I really want to work without Fred and Paula and BJ and Bonnie and Elke? We'll see.
The Horns are kickin tail. Number 1. Way high up there on the polls. All the way way high up there on the polls. A nice place for them. After the Tech game last weekend I'm almost convinced we really are that good. Can this be The Year?

Remind me to post the The Esquire stuff.
Back to the chores at hand for now. Sigh.

Reading: you must be kidding,,like I have time to READ?
Listening to: Beloved One by Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals