Woody Allen is no longer funny

We went to the Indian restaurant in Porter Square. We go there a lot, and they’d sent us a gift voucher in thanks. Afterwards we went to Star Market to pick up food, as stocks at home were low on various essentials… bread, eggs, fudge brownie mix, cheesecake flavor Haägen-Dazs frozen yogurt, you know, the essentials. I wandered the aisles in that pleasant post-curry daze of serotonin, slightly spaced out by the bright lights.

The Last Temptation of Christ

Walked to Porter Square, got my hair cut good and short. Walked to Harvard, made a hopeless attempt to get the Autechre Gantz_graf DVD. Everywhere had sold out. Someone must be really surprised by how many people are interested in Autechre DVDs. (Note to webmaster@warp: Told you so.) Tried Alewife Newbury Comics. No luck there either, but unfortunately I found a copy of Stephen Jones: 1985-2001, the ultra-rare album of soundtrack work by the man who was Baby Bird.