I got my pictures developed from the Bad Religion show way back when (finally), and I get about 10 of the roll, and you can see a lot of greasy backs of heads, and a lot of shitty 'vintage' punk rock tee-shirts, but you can see exactly DICK of Greg Graffin.  I'm glad I went to all that trouble.  The lady told me that the other 17 didn't even come out at all.  I wonder what all was on that roll I'll never see.  Goddamn Fuji instant cameras.  This is the same thing that happened at AC this year with the same type of camera.  I'm dealing with Kodaks from now on. Or I'll use my crappy digital (I decided not to bring my Nikon to AC this year as I don't want to look like someone's old uncle Ted wandering around looking for the cruise ship shuttle from Cartajena), but with the digital I can't snap surprise shots across a bar table and make people blind for 45 seconds straight.  It's a dilemma to be pondered.

I wrote a short letter today, on my new set of stinktier stationery.  It's a shame nobody writes letters anymore, it really is.  I enjoy reading them, but it's kind of outdated nowadays unfortunately.  I always feel like I should write something important when it's on paper, but invariably it's just drivel as usual, which is almost a betrayal of the principle, but that's probably what it was in the way-back, too.

I went to go replace my serpentine belt today afternoon (after being lazy all day until it was almost dark) and found that my stupid breaker bar was too long to fit in between the tensioner and the fan.  And it was the wrong size, so I bought a serpentine tool.  But it was way after dark from that, so I'll do it tomorrow, and hope that it's actually the belt and not the tensioner itself because (as Cougar was nice enough to enlighten me) they aren't as cheap as a belt.  But then again that serpentine tool was like 45 bucks, so..

And people put your Lean Cuisine down for five seconds and look at this here thing, which is arguably smaller than a breadbox.  I'm not sure exactly what her name is going to be yet, but I do know that she is coming to be a member of my family and so I had better become sure exactly sometime soon. I'm looking forward to something, which is a feeling I'm not really used to. How about that for a reason to tidy up this dump, eh?