A rather sensuous Saturday night it was…

Before the one-handed readers among you get too excited, maybe I’d better define “sensuous”. First came a bacon cheddar burger at the Bullshead (and the obligatory moment of thanks to my pal Ken in LA for introducing me to this place several years ago). Next came a trip to Tower where I raided the DVD sale and only wound up $48 poorer. The conclusion was banana ice cream at Mitchell’s…

Thanks to Jamie for putting up with my less than stellar mood all evening and for making me feel better by actually spending more money than I did…

And yes, last night’s showing of Vertigo with Sarah at the Paramount was pretty damned cool too. It’s an amazing place, and I’m now very much looking forward to seeing Dr. Strangelove there later this summer. Sarah’s gonna have cool pictures soon too…

For the present, though, it’s a little SNL, a little more Jane Jacobs (glad you’re enjoying it too, baby), perhaps a nice wank, and then sleep, wishing I had some very specific company for each endeavor…

Well, that was pretty fucking stupid. One little Apache configuration file, uploaded to the wrong place because I wasn’t paying attention this morning, and all of my sites became virtually unusable for a couple of hours. I didn’t even notice until a few minutes ago. Anyway, it’s fixed now, and I hang my head in Apache-enhanced shame…

I should’ve just stuck to my program of mindlessly plotting the evolution of Peter Marshall’s hair on the Game Show Network all day…

My server logs are gonna be UGLY tonight…

Once again, if you happen to be in Kansas City tonight, this is where you should be. Good luck, Señor Drub…