The Gillain Welch CD that I was listening to just made that mechanical noise as you hear the CD coming to stop, no longer spinning, over. I played Scrabble tonight with Joe after our plans for seeing Crimson Gold did not work out because of my poor finances. Friday I get paid however, and soon thereafter, I will be seeing this movie for sure. We talked and listened to sad country music downing cans of Budweiser. It was really nice. It is nice outside. Almost painfully cold, but not quite, cold enough to make you nostalgic for nothing in particular, to love this city and the fact that you live here. Tomorrow, I am writing three cover letters for various jobs and internships.