I've even raped and killed a mountain panda in the hills of Shaanxi.

I am madly in love with Joel's succinct immigration post.

On the way home I stopped at the store and bought foodz. Once home, I cut up a chicken breast, seasoned, oiled, and cooked in the oven for 40 minutes at 350 degrees. In the meantime I ate a spinach salad, made cheese sauce, and steamed broccoli. I am feeling rather satisfied and am about to open up a wine cooler that I had forgotten about, from the ski weekend.

I am about to finish Spook by Mary Roach. She writes better than I do, but still in a very casual, not TOO funny manner. She's basically a skeptic, but the book investigates various claims about the afterlife. Mainly reincarnation and mediums. I just read the part where she tries to tape dead voices of the Donner party.

And tomorrow is Friday.

Being There, Peter Sellers' penultimate work. Amazingly low-key yet hilarious nonetheless.

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, probably it's opposite in every way. Crime mystery L.A. Irony-noir sarcastic violent brilliance. With Robert Downey Jr and Val Kilmer.