fine whine

For the first time in a while I'm gonna be ahead for a day. I just finished watching American splendor, which means it's a quarter after midnight and I don't know what to do next. Most people would of course go to bed now, but I'm not most people. Despite my sleeplessness last night, I'm not particularly tired.

Of course by now I realize that tomorrow will be the day I pay for yesterday, not today. Today was a walk in the park as far as uselessness during the day is concerned. This day laying before me I will likely be a zombie.

So, business as usual for a workday Wednesday.

Business as usual for the pseudo-insomniac. I'm watching the supplemental materials, and I'll likely soon watch the movie again with the commentary track. It's definitely possible that I can use my portable DVD player as an excuse for my sleeplessness--except that I can't really. I was staying up far too late before I had it and probably will even after it breaks.

I know it's going to break because everything electronic I own breaks eventually. My Palm's getting finicky, and I often need to twist it to get the screen to use all the pixels. The superglued battery-door tab on my three-dollar digital camera already fell back off. When I was in Cuyahoga Falls Saturday I could've grabbed two of my no-longer-functioning radio controlled cars. As it was I rounded up a good deal of my old HO-scale model railroading equipment, with which to begin the lifelong cluttering of our basement. I opted not to bring my sizable CB radio base station which has had one of its cabinet sides fall off, though I suspect it still functions normally.

These things just break. It's part of the circle of life, or whatever it's called for objects. Entropy gets us all in the end. This is starting to sound very depressing, isn't it. I blame the movie. After all, it's about a guy marginally trying to come to grips with his contribution to immortality, even if it is for his attention to the very ordinariness of his own life. But he's got a movie, and I've just got a page on a low-traffic site that I'm unwilling to call a blog. Maybe someday I'll explain that all the way through, and turn it into an 'about' page. But right now I don't feel like doing it. I don't really feel like doing anything that I should be doing.

You know, like going to bed. Good night, I guess.

Incidentally, American splendor has some of the longest-running menus I've yet seen on a DVD. They repeat well, also. I'm pretty sure I liked the movie, but I know I'm impressed with the minutiae of the DVD. Make of that what you will.

And oh yeah, in another of those "whoa" moments, American splendor was right above American friend on my Palm "films to watch" list. I had reserved that disc and picked it up today, grabbing American splendor off the shelf while I waited for the library's electricity to come back on so that I could check out. And here it is, less than a week after the Fourth of July. Doo-dee-doo-dooo.