The Week In
Consumption
Music
The guy from Geese, Cameron Winter has a solo album and it’s actually really good, despite the bastard only being 22. I foresee more of this in my future. I also did a little dip into Emerson, Lake and Palmer after Greg Lake’s stint in King Crimson being perpetually played in the car. I think I’ll carry these over to next week, because I didn’t do a whole lot of listening.
Books
Finished up Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow, which was very readable. It got dark towards the end but ultimately ended up on the let’s-have-a-conversation reconciliation that seemed inevitable from the first misunderstanding. I then started The Ruins by Scott Smith which is about a bunch of tourists getting stuck in a very bad, vaguely supernatural situation in Mexico. We are constantly reminded that people have to eat, sleep, drink, and don’t do very well with all the skin being shredded off their legs after they break their spine. It has no chapters, which is appropriate, because it’s relentless.
Movies
Movies are back, folks. I watched Taiwanese horror movie Incantation, interesting mythology, not scary enough. Then Meek’s Cutoff, which was very well done, slow and deliberate, controversial ending. Lastly, I watched Red Rooms, which I belatedly realised was in French after I thought Canadian movie internet had screwed me again after Evil Dead Part Deux. It was riveting.
TV
Not much TV. Deadwood continues.
Production
Running
Canada had the decency not to dump a pile of snow until the day after my birthday, so I bashed out a half marathon on Thursday. It had all melted by Saturday so I did another fifteen, and then it was snow city again today.
Writing
Skin of my teeth here as I have just produced something from scratch out of my brain in the last hour. I actually quite liked it though.
Eating
I had a lot of birthday cake, biscuits, sushi, sausages, roasted potatoes this week which the mid-level amount of running in no way compensated for.