Hey, y'all! It's Friday of March Break so I'm taking a chance and commuting into the city late this morning. This should give me time to blog, blow-dry my hair straight and still have time to stop for tea on my way in. (I'm obviously deluded.)

I went to Buffalo for some shopping earlier this week, and got reacquainted with a little thing called live television. (Did you know that American TV shows Buffy and Angel are on at 7 a.m.? Wicked!) As we are deeply in March rerunville, I ended up watching lots of TLC. Among the highlights from this once-proud network: The 750 Pound Man, Half-Ton Man and Sixteen Children and Moving In (which, eew).

How the mighty have fallen.

I'm listening to: Oh, Alan would be so proud. I brought Josh Rouse with me to Buffalo this weekend, and I'm really, really digging him. I'm also on Month Two of loving Sun Kil Moon's Tiny Cities, which, as Alan pointed out last week at Music Club, is an entire album full of Modest Mouse covers. ("But I don't like Modest Mouse!" I replied.)

I'm reading: The Virgin Blue, by Tracy Chevalier. I'm less than 50 pages into it, but so far I'm liking it.

All right, I suppose it's work time!