I meant to post this last night, but the incredible lameness of a certain-neigborhood-which-must-not-be-named, kept me from it. By the time I returned to the 'werkz, I was tired and in the mood for something other than sitting in front of an lcd and waxing nostalgic about the weekend.

The short version of the m-day weekend was that I got outside, worked mightily towards skin cancer, and read Brad's collegiate book by Wittgenstein, "Philosophical Investigations". It was half in german, which made it proceed twice as quickly, as every left-hand page I merely skipped.

Now, unfortunately, I am somewhat tardy in throwing up reviews of multiple movies and books, but I hope to amend this situation this evening, after a political meeting which I am already almost late in attending. Given the server maintenance I'm performing even as my fingers fly across this particular keyboard, I can merely hope that things go smoothly and that I am released from my work in time to hit the next event. If not, it could be a long night. And I don't like those.

The title refers to a concept I will explicate later. I've done it before, however, so the next post may be somewhat repetitive.