Walls are the things that hold up ceilings

The majority of my stuff has finally been moved over to Murder Mansion by now. Clothes, a TV, and a computer are pretty much the only things left in my room at Wolf Creek. I've even got all my books arranged on the new bookcase alphabetically by author. Perhaps the biggest problem with my new room in its current state is that it has walls. Four of them. And they are hell of bare.

So now that all the big stuff is in, I can really get down to finding some decoration. A few months ago, I sat down and read the entire 4-year run of Achewood (which I would highly recommend sometime). Right now, they're having a sale on signed prints of any strip, and I think I may take them up on this for at least one item. I can slap one in a lil frame and it will be ever so nice on a plain white wall such as those in my room. Here are a few I am considering (please follow the links because I am at work and cannot host them elsewhere right now):

• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=05292003
• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=05302003
• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=04092003
• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=09142006
• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=06052003
• http://achewood.com/index.php?date=06102002

This is a very difficult decision for me. Another cliche option would be to get a Polish movie poster or two. It's hard to deny that a lot of those are pretty sweet, though. The $20 ones moreso than the $300. It'd be nice to find a decent Talking Heads poster too, but what can you do.

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VOCAB WORD OF THE DAY: Bronson (adj.)

I copped this word from my friend Mike, but essentially the term Bronson refers to anything so badass that it approaches the badass levels exhibited by Mr. Charles Bronson. He's a bad dude.

ex. Burning For You by Blue Oyster Cult has some Bronson riffage.

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I really hate the fact that Drew Carey is taking over for Bob Barker on The Price is Right. Seriously, Wayne Brady would be a better choice than him. On the other hand, he's better than John O'Hurley, who sounds like he's perpetually selling used cars. That simply does not work on a show that's all about giving away new cars. Rosie O'Donnell was never a legit contender. Let's not even open that can of worms, or I will see to it that you are eating worms from a can, my friend!

Speaking of giving away cars, somebody buy this and give it to me. The last car Bob Barker ever gave away. It is so sad. Sometimes I wonder if people see Bob just driving around in whatever he drives and just take it when he goes into the 7-11 to buy a Slurpee or something. I bet he'd be cool with it. What a chilled out laid back dude.

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On a more serious note, I'm listening to the song Savannah Smiles from Okkervil River's new CD and it occurs to me that I really hate songs about getting old and wasting your relationships with people, like this one, or Cat's in the Cradle by Harry Chapin, or Still Fighting It by Ben Folds, or That's Me Trying by William Shatner (which also features Ben Folds). It is also for this reason that Big Fish is one of the few movies that gets me all misty. I guess it's kind of a trite idea, but whatever.

I don't really know, but for some reason this theme has extra pathos for me. I guess I'm not a big fan of the concept of time in general. It's the ultimate nonrenewable resource.

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On a less serious note, I very nearly ate a Chapstick just now. It smelled like cherries.

I have a problem :(

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Here is another blog you can read when you are not reading my blog: This is a blog written by John Hodgman. It's better than mine. You should always read mine first so you will not be disappointed.