Messing up in style

What a depressing book.

It was one heck of a rainy weekend so there was nothing to do but read and watch things.

Done. Not as bad as the reviews had led me to believe, but not as good as the three Hannibal Lecter novels.

Blue Ruin. And I thought vendetta films are passe.

I want a framed copy of this poster in our crib.

Nightcap (above) after HS reunion (below). Photos by JK Jornacion.

And now I face the Devil that is Monday, still groggy from Saturday night.

Today in Chicks on Bikes.

Rest in peace, good sir. Will crank up some Motorhead today.

And now I face the Devil that is Monday, banking on good vibes to lead me to weekday victory.

Checking this out, a newly opened restobar just outside our subdivision. They've beer buckets and excellent crunchy sisig.

Done! Perfect supplementary reading to Jake Adelstein's brilliant Tokyo Vice.

That said, I’ll conclude that Death Proof is my most favorite Tarantino movie.

And now I face the Devil that is Monday, with pleasant ghoulish aftertaste.

Highlight of Halloween weekend -- accompanying the kiddo go trick or treatin’. 

True. Butterflies in my stomach and all that.