+ Tickets for Indian Wells arrived today. Yes, it’s six months away, but it’s nice to have long term plans, isn’t it?
– Also arriving today: a jury form for the federal district court, meaning jury duty may be in the very near future.
+ Theater tickets for next month — Alan Rickman in Seminar on Broadway!
– Please, Green Day, don’t cast sparkle-pie Cedric Diggory as St. Jimmy. I get that he’d sell tickets but nothing in his body of work leads me to believe that he can live up to this. (See also this and this.) (h/t to TheBiochemist)
+ Ferrer and Lopez are in the semifinals of Shanghai…I would never have predicted that. So no matter how the match turns out, a Spaniard will be in the final, albeit not the Spaniard anyone would have predicted.
– Must go in to the office this weekend. So far behind in everything. And I have to pack my office to move yet again (3rd time in as many years).
+ But I’ll be able to meet L for dinner and a movie as a result. And Weekend is playing in limited release at the Landmark, so…
– Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink. I have hundreds of books to read (literally) and yet I keep scrolling through my computer and phone and Kindle and staring at the shelves, thinking that there’s nothing that I *want* to read right now.