1. Naomi has a thing for Rilo Kiley. Also the Cat Empire, Dolores O'Riordan, and Feist. I only mention this now because she's singing Moneymaker "uh, uh uh, OH YEAH" and it's really funny. And when we are feeling low, we sing Dolores O'Riordan's "Ordinary Day" to each other, and we feel better again.
2. I'm taking them to see The Cobbs in the park tonight. One of the things our fair city does in its most overlandscaped patch of "nature" is to have weekly summer concerts. Until this year, I've never recognized any bands. This year is the first year I've heard of a band that's playing there. Not only have I heard of them, I've liked one of their songs enough to play it on the myspace profile. Indeed, according to myspace, they are my "friend".
3. I'm rereading Henry and June, found it in a forgotten stash of books in the basement. I had forgotten what an interesting person Anais Nin was, outside of the whole reputation for erotica. (And you know, if I had a time machine, Henry Miller would be in trouble. Big trouble. Fun trouble). I thought Tropic of Cancer would be in the same box, but no. Tropic of Cancer is still lost. I haven't read it since I was 19, and I can't remember if it was truly brilliant, or egotistical misogynistic trash. After re-experiencing Henry and June as a grown-up, I want to reread the other stuff too.