we're not kidding

two cops are looking suspiciously at the crow bartender, who retorts, "it's a crow bar, there's a murder here every night!". i love this comic. i love the ads around my neighbourhood for CROW MOVING. "cawl me!" and "grab the crow!" are the tag lines. i saved the only magazine from last fall with the article about the crow uprising. two of my favourite bird moments involve crows: one was eating vomit in behind the building, and one, a long time ago, was pecking through a styrofoam container by the AQ pond, which prompted laura dilley to say "you're my hero, crow."

the films stealth and you me and everyone we know are remarkable for having equivalent amounts of hype over the last several weeks in the local press. while the word on stealth is overwhelmingly negative, the reports have been far more intriguing than those on you me and everyone we know, which invariably use the adjectives 'whimsical', 'indie', 'fragile', and 'awkward'. stealth just sounds more worth my while. i'm so curious!

i still like the sundays a lot. anytime that a song from static and silence pops up on my random itunes at work, it makes me happy.

kate bush's the sensual world took a very long time to warm up for me. i've had it for five years now, i think, and i'm still learning about it, figuring it out. some parts i like a lot. in fact, i've liked it more each time i've listened to it. the hounds of love was immediate and obvious. the dreaming is an album like mahogany's dream of a modern day. i rarely listen to it, for fear of disrupting the mystique. it's a bad habit.