I would like to apologize for last Friday's bout of incessant whining. I can't promise it won't happen again, but at least I have the decency to be ashamed of myself for it.

I would also like to report that, since discovering that it takes a total of two minutes to fix in the morning, I've decided to like my new hair cut. Now I just have to decide what to do with the extra thirteen minutes every morning: get up at the same time I always do, and leave that much earlier, thereby forming a habit of getting to work on time each day, or sleep in an extra fifteen minutes and get here the same time as always. This morning I took the first option, but I've a feeling that as the week wears on that second one is going to look more and more like the thing to do.

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I should have used a personal day today. No, I thought, save them for the end of the year. You don't really need a four day weekend.

I can be such a dumbass sometimes.

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My weekend was nothing special. No stupid adventures or mildly amusing anecdotes to relay. "Boiler Room" was an okay movie, and Vin Diesel looks damn good in a suit. Saturday I mostly spent watching movies with nephew #2, who was staying the weekend with us. My director's cut video of " Army of Darkness" arrived that morning, so that night I showed it to him. He liked it. Mostly because, much to my chagrin, Bruce Campbell as Ash reminded him a lot of his hero, Jim Carrey. I didn't argue. I didn't really want to spend too much thought on it.

The director's cut, for the benefit of any Evil Dead fans who might be visiting today, is actually the original version that was submitted to the studio. It contains the original ending, in which Ash takes too much of the potion that is supposed to return him to his own time, and winds up in a post-apocolyptic future. It's pretty good, but the studio thought it was too depressing, so they made them redo it with a happy ending, hence the "official" ending with Ash back at his S-Mart job relaying his tails of bravery and demon-slaying to his skeptical coworkers ... skeptical, that is, until a Deadite shows up at the store and Ash has to take care of business, thus proving himself once again to be the coolest guy on the planet.

The post-apocolyptic ending is good, and it probably really is the most befitting of dunderheaded Ash, but I prefer the S-Mart ending. This is most probably because of all those years in my late teens and early twenties that I spent working at Wal-Mart and in various other retail capacities; but when Ash says to the possessed customer, "Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave the store," and then proceeds to lay into her with a new "boom-stick" he grabbed from the sporting goods department ... well, I have to cheer every time I watch that scene.

I really love that movie.

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Sunday was even less interesting, so I won't even go into it.

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Walter Matthau has died. I really liked him.

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It was a weekend for redesigning for two of my daily visits: Zippylog's new look is quite fetching, as is Lukelog's.

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Have a happy Fourth, everybody.