He’s listening to Leonard Cohen on "Fresh Air" with Terry Gross. Out of nowhere, while reading at the computer I yell, "TUPAC! Ha!"

The look on his face told me all I need to know. He thinks I’m batshit crazy.

I’m not sure why I ever got out of the habit of visiting Que Sera Sera:

Last night we saw The Da Vinci Code. I had read the book a few summers
ago, one morning when I was desperate for something to read on the
train. Like eating an entire bag of Doritos in one sitting, or having
sex with an ex, it seemed like a good idea until the moment you
finished. The movie was slightly more bearable due to the fact that we
poured tiny bottles of rum into our giant cokes and turned it into a drinking game. Basically, you drink whenever the movie is on the screen.

I’m back to the black though, baby, and I’m staying this time for good.