I'll Be Your Man

I woke up this morning with "I'll Be Your Man" stuck in my head and I had a feeling last night that it was going to happen. The reason is because a certain bartender continued to sing it, lodging it in my brain. Not a bad thing, of course, because the song is fantastic. It's just amusing how predictable my unconscious state is at times. There were so many songs that could have made their way in there while sleeping (the bar that I am at every week just so happens to be a karaoke bar) but the song that gets in there isn't one sung with a microphone, it's just sung behind the bar. Now, whether or not the song is to blame or the man singing it while making eye contact, who knows and I suppose it doesn't matter. Enjoy the fantastic Black Keys song, which you'll recognize if you watch Hung. I hope that it makes it's way into your dreams.



And real quick. Memo to Christopher Nolan: Thank you for writing intelligent films that make me smile. Let's snuggle. I smell incredibly nice.

I have now seen Inception twice and plan on at least once more. New things to look for every time. I have my theories and I can't wait for the director's commentary and the "making of" those amazingly well choreographed fight scenes that Joseph Gordon-Levitt did (sans stunt double I hear) on the DVD.

On a side note. I love how my childhood crushes (the ones who were actually around my age and not years older like Rik Mayall, Johnny Depp, Gary Oldman, or John Cleese) are now incredibly foxy. Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Ben Foster, Jason Segel...