Wanna go throw stuff off the roof like Letterman used to do?

I'm watching the season finale of season 2.5 of BSG...first of all, I'm glad they finally had an episode showing Number Six's rebirth and how she sees/hears Dr. Baltar talking to her, since it's always been the other way around. She has always kind of irritated me and that episode helped. And you know, I find it baffling enough that I like Baltar as it is, and now the whole running against Rosalyn for the Presidency thing...I mean, am I supposed to hate him now? Wtf?

The honey chicken was delicious, but I so passed out not long thereafter. Tonight there is a yellow tomato bisque on the menu and a Caesar salad with yummy dressing, neither of which I've made before. They actually had yellow tomatoes at my pleb grocery store, I was surprised. Not saying the cashier had ever seen any before, judging from her reaction, but hey. I like to buy the really obscure veggies just so they have to look em up.

I finally found a few offices in the Tarrant County area for campaign volunteering. I don't know how this is going to go, but I sent an email to all the offices except for phonebanking and fundraising. Cause even though I can do those things, why make it miserable for myself? But again, we'll see how this goes...

Also, been reading some Charlie Huston...it's been a while. Reading The Shotgun Rule; I've only read Already Dead in the past, but it was quite memorable, both in style and content. I was in the mood for some page-turning noir crime...which now has me wanting some James Ellroy, so I requested My Dark Places and White Jazz from the library.

And if you didn't see it, Wil Wheaton recently had a post about a particular movie coming out next year that Kevin Smith may or may not have been allowed to screen but not discuss...it's a funny read. Don't know if it quells my doubts by any means, but it's good to know nonetheless.