Watching it late. As long as it gets watched, I say.

Speaking of watching, Roy and I headed out to see The Auteur at Cinema 21 in NW. It was highly amusing. :D A documentary of sorts, in places. All shot in Portland (and just across the river in Battleground) and was meant to be Portland, so lots of familiar buildings, talking about real places, streets, directions to Beaverton via 26W and/or Burnside and Barnes - just cracked us up. At any rate, lots of porn-fucking and full frontal nudity from all genders. Lovely lesbian kissing and groping scene, too.

Then we stopped at one of the McMenamin's pubs, The Blue Moon and had a burger and salad and a Ruby ale, then split a cheesecake slice. I ate carefully. I hope it makes a difference. At any rate, it was a nice afternoon. We talked a little about the kids, responsibility, my 15yo cousin who just got expelled for coming to school drunk (!), the other kids in the family, my BIL, lots of just convo. It was a very nice afternoon. We even stopped for the f

Working Job #2 at the moment and taking a break. Trying to find some pictures to use at istock photo - the photos tend to be overwhelmingly white in people subjects. It's distressing, actually. Boss ddin't like the pictures we originally chose for our groups, so we're looking some more. Meh.

Damn, this corner of the house is cold! But it rained today after a few days of clear blue and cold. My lips were starting to chap. It poured on us all the way to Portland.