James Caan, 1975. Went a bit stir crazy today, so I decided to take a walk in the rain with my daughter this afternoon. Walked into our local B&N DVD section and there it was, the original Rollerball. $14.99 list, 40% off, minus an additional 10% for my membership. Walked out with a 1970s sci-fi classic for eight bucks.
Stopped at the cafe for something to warm the walk home. Back into the rain for a couple blocks to Rite Aid for a nighttime mouth guard. Hooray. Then home to meet Tyler.
Talked to Gavin for a bit, then had a nice long vent with my mom. That always makes everything a lot better. Thanks, Ma.
Listening to Gossip in the Grain by Ray LaMontagne. I got the CD for the girl, but she let me rip it. Riiiip iiiit. Getting ready to make dinner. It's just hard to get motivated, and I have a tummy full of latte right now, so I'm not thinking about food at all.
My face feels weird since for Halloween I ended up shaving some intricate fuzzworks, then trimmed everything back to just the soul patch & chin. Not used to having a naked upper lip. Promised Rae I'd grow it all back out. She was happy to hear it.
Anyway, I'm gonna be extra good to myself tonight. Gonna have a beer with dinner, catch some DVD action with the kids, and hopefully get a jet soak before bed. It's the simple pleasures I often overlook.