In the style of Larry King.

No, I haven't morphed into a geriatric owl creature. However, I am stealing Mr. King's format of random observations:

-After traveling two miles from Route 32 to I-97 on Friday in THIRTY minutes, thanks to the fallout from a previous carbecue on the highway, I cannot imagine how I would have reacted to a fourteen hour backup such as took place in Houston during the mandatory evacuation. The veneer of human civility runs very thin. Suffice to say, I employed middle fingers and got in a brief shouting match with an inconsiderate driver.

-As Molly alluded to, Entenmann's coffee crumb cake is delicious. How did I ever forget this?

-There is comedy, there is high comedy, and then there is Christopher Walken in full outlandish supervillian mode suddenly breaking into...an armpit fart concerto. I was drinking at the time, which explains why I was watching "The Country Bears", but I'm fairly certain that I really saw this scene unfold.

-At the very least, it is estimated that 100,000 people marched on Washington, D.C. Saturday to protest the war in Iraq, as well as the other policies and failings of George W. Bush. Some guesses put the number closer to 300,000. No matter what, it is very reassuring to know that other people are pissed off and that we're doing something about it. Even better: there were only three arrests reported.

-On the other hand, two counter-protests in DC netted a *total* of 600 people. Comparatively, they look a little foolish. And really, I try occasionally to put myself in the other person's shoes, but when you carry a sign that says "Arrest the Traitors" - well, as has been said before, "It's better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak up and remove all doubt."

-Back to the bizarre, do yourself a favor and download a cover of the Talking Heads' "Burning Down the House", as performed by...Tom Jones and the Cardigans. You may curse me for it later.

-Nothing says "I can't be trusted with the keys to your room while you're away" quite like locking yourself out of said room twice in the span of a weekend.

-Duchamp Redux is going to be a hell of a show, even if the scene I wrote did get nudged out. All I care about is that I still get to injure myself and my roommate in the name of comedy.

-I do believe I stripped for a nickel last night. At least I got to keep the nickel.

-I don't drink coffee very often, and now I know for sure that it's not best to start when you'll be crossing the Bay Bridge in the pitch dark in the coming hours. That was not fun in my addled state.

-I am going to start writing a new play this week. I will write 20 pages of it by Friday. If I do not, please punish me accordingly. Start coiling the wet towels now.

Current Music: George Harrison - Set on You