Took the kids to their mom’s around 11, then drove to Portland. Spent the day at Saturday Market, downtown, and Lloyd Center (I always park there since it’s free, then take the Max everywhere). I brought my laptop and meant to get some stuff done on it, but never got around to it. Around 7, drove to The Green Dragon for my first ever Portland Fark Party. I’ve been missing them for the past two years either because I forgot or because I had the kids on those nights. The bar had a shitty band and lousy food. The shitty band limited my socializing to about 4 people since I couldn’t hear anything on the other side of the table. About 15 people showed up and it ended around 11:30. Me and two others headed to a new bar (with much quieter karaoke instead) on the other side of town. I must have left there at 2:15 because I got home around 3:30am.

Today I failed at sleeping in. I woke around 8 and got up around 9. But since it’s daylight savings I technically woke at 9 and got up at 10. Bought a Pepsi from 7-Eleven to try and wake myself up (My first Pepsi of the year, I think). Watched most of T-2, then put together this Mildred Monday song for the rest of the evening. I wrote that in 1997 and I’ve been meaning to do that ever since then. It’s not done – the sound levels are all wacky.

Geez, where did my day go? I didn’t start the song thing until 5 or 6. I must have fallen asleep at some point. I didn’t do anything today.

What’s up with haikus? I hate haikus and anyone who writes them. No really, what’s so clever about them? I just read a history of haikus hoping for a little understanding, but I still don’t get it. And I don’t understand why they’re so common in America. Nobody should like them, because they’re dumb.