And now... The Ozporns!

Yes, I watched porn late last night. Was going through our fancy movie channels when I saw The Ozporns. How could I resist?

It was absolutely terrible, but I laughed my ass off. (Incidentally, how does a dude with a pockmarked dick get a job in porn? Ick.)

Had my first Tai Chi class earlier last night. I'm godawful, but the instructors seemed surprised that I didn't try to sneak out, as I've missed a chunk of the previous lessons. It's harder than it first looks, especially after an hour and a half. There's very specific things done with your feet, your direction, your hips, your waist, your arms and your hands. So it gets tricky to imitate when you're completely clueless. Am digging it, though.

So after the weekend from hell, I've been remiss with updating Monsieur Le Blog. But writing report cards for Canadian Music Week gets to be a tiring business -- went to bed between 5 and 6 am for three consecutive nights. Not to mention other work I had to do.

Saw some decent bands and some truly terrible ones, but the best part was when I was able to go to the Horseshoe, have some free beers, catch up with a bunch of people and enjoy Danko Jones.

Now am on my last deadline for the next little bit. So far, I have next week off. Do I dare the great snow drifts of North Bay to visit my mum?

Do I take a week off? Do some creative writing, which I've neglected over the last few months?
Oh, it's like March break all over again.