  Holy crap, the dentist depresses me. I went back again today, and read an article about online dating in the waiting room that was also very depressing. For a minute there I was sitting in the dentist chair feeling sure that all my teeth were going to fall out soon and that I'd be alone forever.
Fortunately, right at that moment I noticed I had a bib on, and you can't help but laugh at yourself when you're in a bib. I was in a really good mood today, because I got urlLink The Work of Director Spike Jonze in the mail from Netflix. I love good music videos so much, and I had no idea how many of the great ones Jonze was responsible for. (Watching Sabotage made me think that I wouldn't have hated Kill Bill so much if it had been a music video. I usually really like anything that's both a parody and an homage, but seriously Quentin, three hours?
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. You like Kung Fu movies, but you know you're smarter and more talented than the people who make them. We get it. ) In the commentary to "It's Oh So Quiet" Bjork talks in her soft, odd, Bjork way about how excitable and cool Jonze is, and it makes me like them both even more, if that's possible. As gravy, I'd never heard either Fatlip or Pharcyde until I saw the videos Jonze made for them. Thank you, Spike. From urlLink one of the articles in the urlLink NY Review of Books ' 40th anniversary issue: "Walter Cronkite used to sign off his nightly CBS television news show by saying, 'And that's the way it is....' I once heard Senator Eugene McCarthy say he always wanted to reply, 'No, Walter, that's not the way it is at all.
'" Reminds me of thoughts that have been running through my head recently about The Truth, and its slipperiness. I'm totally over my college breakup with absolute moral truth, and if you believe in absolute historical truth I've got a brige to sell you, but recently I've noticed that I can't even get a handle on the truth about things that I lived through. Where you stand has such an effect on what you see, I realized when talking to the girls of '06 about this summer. Creepy to think that I have only the ffoggiest idea of what's happening in my own life and why. (Also, I wonder if forgetful people are more likely to end up moral relativists?
I mean, if you can't remember 90% of what happens to you, of course the truth seems slippery. Exhibit one: me. Exhibit two: Yoni Schneller. ) Right now I love: urlLink "What's Up Fatlip? " Bonus points if you can guess which verse reminds me of urlLink Ed . 
