Last night I played tennis for the first time in years. It felt really nice. Hustling to the balls, hitting the forehand, completely flubbing the backhand. And don’t get me started on the serve. My serve looks about as good as Tom DeLay’s mug. But it was tons of fun.

After about an hour my strokes were getting there. I had more control over where the ball landed. Tons of fun. But now my fucking arm is sore. Oh my my.

Anyhow, I’m going through a Diamanda Galas phase right now. Her version of “Swing Low Sweet Chariot” is absolutely sublime!