Reading: The System, by Haynes Johnson and David S. Broder - next to last politics book that C. lent me before she left. Very long, but then I'll know why I have lame health insurance.
(Also Planetary, thanks to I-ROCK, who is probably under the misapprehension he will get it back. Poor fellow.)
Listening: Ashley MacIsaac - the new one only has three good songs, very disappointing after Helter's Celtic. A man who wrote a celtic fiddle tune called "Andy Renwick's Ferret" shouldn't be allowed to do trite love lyrics.
(Also Ministry's Psalm 69, but only the once since I bought it. Today, while writing a grant.)
Watching: Last two movies were Junglee and Greenfingers. The former was fabulous, the latter utterly predictable but mildly charming. I couldn't quite work out the time in Junglee. People get stuck in a snowstorm with only enough rations for a hike up the mountain, and by the time they get back (alive and healthy, with no grocery shopping or hunting/gathering shown) a woman who was six months pregnant when they left now has an infant son. It was a little suspicious. But Shammi Kapoor concinvincingly played a wide range as his character was transformed - by the end of the film I had trouble even recalling the physical appearance of his character at the beginning, he moved and behaved so differently.
