Considering the impending ass-pounder of a storm this weekend, I'm breaking out the Twin Peaks golden box set. I bow down before it.
My sister and I were going to hit downtown Dallas for the weekend, even staying at the Fairmont. But with Ike looking the way it is--potential level 3 hurricane, winds around 50-70 mph--well, it might kinda wreck the point of going. On the map, it seems to be missing Fort Worth, so let's hope it kinda stays that way. (Fuck Dallas...)
So now I'm going to get a whole bunch of cherry pie, coffee, doughnuts and blow for my marathon. (Just kidding. Cherry pie and doughnuts aren't on my diet.)