How to have a perfect Friday

1. Stop working

2. Stop by Open Books and buy American Spikenard by Sarah Vap and some Albert Goldbarth (it doesn't matter which one--if all your Goldbarth's in storage to make room for the baby just buy the used one that's signed). Tell John about the baby, and about you and Carolyn once saw a weird jogger eating weird berries off the seat of a park bench in West Seattle. Confess to having mixed feelings about Kenneth Patchen.

3. Stop by Wall of Sound. Pick up the latest copy of the always great ARTHUR. Buy a weird looking Brazillain psych comp and Vol. 2 of The Best of Bob Dylan's Theme Time Radio Hour (completely unauthorized ), because Vol. 1 is great and Jeffrey said this one's just as good and any album with a song called "Forty Cups of Coffee" by Ella Mae Morse can't be too bad. It's about drinking forty cups of coffee.

4. As you leave Wall of Sound hear one crazy guy at the tables outside Bauhaus say to another crazy guy, "All the sperm banks are depleted!"

5. Walk up to Travellers and buy a ticket for a sitar concert. Dig the lady with the three-foot high tie-dyed hair wrap (I'm not exaggerating the height of this thing) and laugh when she makes "Vroom vroom" type sounds when you tell her your buying tickets for the "Nightime Ragas." Also buy some Moong Dahl because, damn, that's a good snack.

6. Walk Sally around the block with Sally's favorite friend from the Fred Lind retirement home.

7. Walk to eat delicious Thai food on a gorgeous evening with your beautiful wife and your baby-to-be.

8. Call Dup and sing "Happy Birthday."

9. Don't worry that your borrowing heavily from Dup's perfect style of blogging.

10. Biden?

The baby kicked and we went shopping for cribs and November 26th is coming.
We have the baby's sex on the fridge in an envelope we haven't opened.
Everyone says it'll transform everything completely, you won't recognize yourself.
Well, I've met enough well-adjusted trans-gendered people to know I'll handle it, but will I ever
learn how to write about it without sounding like just another dude? As Harvey Danger will
tell you, "Happiness writes white."

(Speaking of Harvey Danger, you'll be pleased to hear that "My Effotless Brilliance"--starring
Sean Nelson and Basil Harris, directed by Lynn Shelton--is going to be on IFC Festival Direct. It's a good movie!)

Obama is Right

http://www.time.com/time/politics/article/0,8599,1829354,00.html?cnn=yes