external monologue

BS hour

tuesday nights i meet with a few close friends to talk about our weeks, our experiences -- for laughs, but also for serious self-examination. i suppose you could call it a "small group", but phrases like that make most of us squirm a little in our seats for lack of irony. its become affectionately known as "BS hour," if only because it's anything but. originally it met at the safari pub in st.elmo, but seeing as they shut down last tuesday we've had to venture into new venues. last night was pisa pizza, where there's great pizza, red hook on tap, and no shortage of $1 PBRs. but i have to tell you, it ain't no safari pub. will no libacious establishment ever survive in st. elmo? we can only hope these are growing pains, not the death rattle.

other news...
digging through my inbox this morning i found an old email with an interesting article about the new cult status of donnie darko. the email was from heather huston, who is mentioned in the post article. some of you old schoolers will remember her from covenant days. anyone seen her lately? looks like she's making some progress in the world of film.