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All Your Bad Days Will End

Some Monday mornings I just shouldn’t listen to news radio on my drive in. So much gloom and doom. The shootings in St. Paul on Saturday. The thankfully failed car bomb in NYC. The ecological disaster of epic proportions off the coast of Louisiana. And more. Is it wrong that I need to bury my head in the sand and avoid avoid avoid, at least for a little while? To that end, a handful of happy fun times videos.

Five good things for this otherwise dire Monday morning:

And lastly…non-music related but fascinating. A friend was flipping through TCM the other night, like you do (if you have cable) and stumbled across a movie with a man falling into the sea, and a woman stepping on his head until he drowns. “This,” she says to herself, “is relevant to my interests. I think I will watch it.” Then the drowner is speaking to another woman in a language that sounds like Italian but isn’t. And then…WILLIAM SHATNER himself appears, speaking something that sounds like French but isn’t. It was ESPERANTO! Apparently this was 1965’s Incubus and now I desperately need to see it. Oh, and it is allegedly CURSED. And available, in its entirety, via YouTube but the sound is spotty at best. I may wait for a copy from Netflix. But I have no idea when I’ll have time to watch any movies in the near future. Busy busy. And how is this Thursday evening so improbably packed? A friend’s birthday happy hour, First Thursdays/Open Studio at Casket Arts, Low playing at the Varsity, and my man friend’s new band is playing their first show. All good things, all at once. But it’s better than the flipside.

Sunday morning bedhead

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