October 4, 1999. Monday

    Not much to say right now.  It's monday night.  a few things on the ole mind tonight.  I saw a bit of this interview with George Bush on 20/20. It was sort of touching, surprisingly. I guess he just put out a book or something, full of his old letters and diaries.  There was one scene where he was reading this letter that he wrote to his mom a few years after his daughter died, saying how his family desperately needed a girl. He actually couldn't finish reading. He just started weeping.  The imagery in the letter was actually really touching.  Anyway, it kinda got the ole waterworks goin'.  Who knew ol' George was just a sentimental fella.  Or maybe I'm just a big ole sissy who gets touched by the sight of an old man, who used to be the most powerful man in the world, crying like a little girl.  yeah, that's it.

    Anyhow...
 
    I interviewed this seven-year old artists for my reporting class yesterday. His name is Adam Wolfe Levin. A clever little bugger. He's actually not so much an artist as an entrepreneur.  He makes little drawings, then photocopies about 10 copies each, and puts em in a popsicle stick frame and sells them for a buck a piece. I bought four.
    Only one email from Rodzilla so far.  I really miss her. Things are aight though. I guess class is ok, enough to keep me busy anyway.  I have to write a review of something for Wednesday, but I'm not quite sure what to write about. I always assumed that I'd write about the Silver Jews American Water, but I think it might be too old. So I went out and checked out some cds in the village today, and I picked up Accelerator, by Royal Trux. I was gonna get the new Superchunk cd, but I thought the Royal Trux cd would make a better review. And I wasn't too sure I'd like the superchunk. I've kinda lost a taste for alterna-power-pop lately. And i'd heaerd good things about Royal Trux, especially since they've been back on the Drag City label.  So far, it's a little disappointing, though.  I was expecting more Will Oldham-type folk rock, but it's a lot noisier than I thought it'd be.  But maybe it was only because I was in a sort of somber mood today when I bought it. It was in the late afternoon, but it looked like 5 o'clock all day. It was all cloudy and raining on and off.  So it was sort of a downer. And I guess Rodzilla had something to do with it.
    I guess I'm also having some residual effects from yesterday too. I was kind of feeling all nostalgic. Certain music does that to me, which it did yesterday. Plus, just hanging out with James and the gang made me miss hanging out in general, back in Virginia.  And for some reason, I really miss Charlottesville too.  I mean, I do have a good amount of memories there too.  The band, the shows, the drugs, the hookers. Ok,  that's not all true.  But still, a nice place. I wouldn't mind visiting sometime. Although the scene at the Tokyo Rose was getting disappointingly lame.  But I digress...
    Actually, I end.

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