Sunday, I wanted to do something. Maybe go out and see Hellboy II. Visit the Zoo. Something. Instead, I read Mario Puzo’s “The Godfather.” Never read it. I’ve seen the movie, twice, I think. The book is incredible. It’s amazing how accurate the movie stayed to the novel. It’s amazing how in-depth this work is. Previously, the only Mario Puzo I’d read was “The Fortunate Pilgrim.” That’s some high-falootin’ literature that is, compared to The Godfather, which is good, but it’s sort of the difference between “Good Bye Lenin” and “Waiting”, if you want to talk cinema.

The book, by the way, was incredible. I simply could not put it down.

***

I’m trying to decide if I’ll go to the midnight screening of “The Dark Knight” on Thursday/Friday. I’ve used enough flex time that I only have to be in for four hours Friday (and my team is going to a Korean lunch on the clock), so it’s not like I have to stay particularly awake. I think the easiest thing would be to just go Saturday after I get off at Borders (2pm). There’s a 3:30pm … perfect, I’d say. Anyone want to meet up?

***

Looks like DC will still be banning semi-automatics, and limiting ownership to one revolver per household. That’s fine: I’m a cylinder man myself. Lady Friend, now would be a good time to e-mail me if you’re still interested in The-You-Know-What.