So... I may make an appearance on television today, wearing nothing but a towel.

There was an NBC11 camera crew at my house this morning, interviewing James about Northern Attack. I may or may not have walked into a shot on the way from the shower back to my room. Fun times.

I'd just like to point out that I like to read everything Heather Havrilesky.

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Last night I had a dream that I can only describe as the Terminator Thanksgiving Special. That's right. Imagine what the Thanksgiving episode of a Terminator television series would be like. That was my dream.

My allergies have been going nuts lately and my sleep has been really weird. I'm pretty sure that I dreamt of this last night:

I was visiting the band Sleater-Kinney while they were on tour (apparently, I'm incredibly cool in some of my dreams). I don't think Janet Weiss was around, but I was hanging out with Carrie Brownstein and Corin Tucker and they were showing me this hand-bound book they had made.

Apparently, in a previous dream, we had invented a new snack food, called "Doloritos". They're tasty corn-based chips that taste like mental anguish and sorrow. The band was pretty into these fictional chips and the book they were showing me was full of all these drawings and stories they had written about Doloritos while on tour. They had several of these hand-bound books with them.

Man, I really have no idea.