Mainly Filler

Hello, everyone. I am supposed to blog on odd weekdays, which went terribly well last week because there were only two odd days and I happened to have a good deal to say about Samuel Beckett and raisins. Unfortunately, those were my last two ideas. So, um, here is what I did this weekend: cleaned the kitchen, vacuumed, read half of BookForum, did my taxes, listened to strangers discuss Clytemnestra's murder of Agamemnon, and saw a movie. Observations:

1. My kitchen was already clean.
2. If you have been walking through mud, wipe your feet before going inside, stupid.
3. BookForum is great. And somehow seems infinitely less pretentious than the New York Review of Books.
4. You should be able to designate what you'd like your taxes to be used for. There are some large holes in the road on my way to work that I'd really like to have taken care of.
5. Agamemnon totally deserved it. I never liked him.
6. Clive Owen has a weird face. The theory of beauty that rests on symmetricality is completely bogus.

Okay, that's all I've got. Maybe next time you check in, Ivan will have posted and it will be an interesting story about bears (which is the request I got for this post and could not fulfill because I have zero bear stories. I have a rabid raccoon story, some very ugly cat stories, and a story about a dog that rolls in poo, but no bear stories. I'll see what I can do about that).