Exhibit 23.7

Beard
It's been nearly a week since the last time I shaved, and I think I actually have less facial hair now than I did two days ago. Possibly my body is unconsciously trying to protect its fragile dignity. I'm not sure.

Exhibit 13.17

Another great old trailer from a movie I watched the other night:

"He's as fast on the draw as he is in the drawing room."

Wow. This would have been my yearbook quote if I hadn't sold my quote to Jostens for an old-timey advertisement ("Jostens is the class of class rings, and that's my ringing endorsement!").

(Nothing about that last sentence is true or even logical. You deserve better).

In any case, I'm thinking of writing some similar lines for recent movies and then...well, there's really no step two here, is there?

Max Payne
"Maximillian Payne isn't just a name inherited from his zeidy. It's an apt description of what he provides his enemies."

Rachel Getting Married
"She's as high on love in the hearth as she is on smack in the conservatory."

High School Musical 3: Senior Year
"I don't understand what this is."

Okay, I need work.

Exhibit 12.1

So I had some time to think about this while at the dentist today: did contemporary pop radio stop introducing new songs after 9/11? Did the Station Manager General for Clear Channel just decided that America needed "Meet Virginia" more than ever? Will we ever get new songs back?

I have some experience here. From the time I was 13, I worked summers at a campground where I mostly listened to such music while chewing purloined beef jerky. This continued until I started college in the fall of 2001. Naturally I assumed that these awful, awful radio stations continued to add awful, awful songs that I, thankfully, never encountered. Hell, I assumed Randy Bachman didn't stop at the production of Tal Bachman and had an army of other kids out there singing in falsetto.

So today the dentist is piping in a station similar, if not identical, to the one I listened to as a boy and I'm trying to focus on it--rather than, you know, the searing pain--only they're playing "Drops of Jupiter." This is a different kind of pain.

Fine, I think.

Then they play "Here's to the Night" by Eve 6.

I decide that if they play "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something that I'm going to end my life with the hook-looking scrapy thing. While pondering what this instrument is actually called, they play "Smooth" by Rob Thomas and Santana.

At this point I blackout and wake up in my car. I'm pretty sure I have a memory of hearing some Maroon 5 (who I think they got an exemption from FCC) but it could have been Eagle Eye Cherry.

I don't know who I'm kidding. I love those songs. If I'd heard anything by the New Radicals, I never would have left that dentist's office. I can fake a toothache.

Oh, or "Lullaby" by Shawn Mullins. That song is awesome/awful.

Exhibit 6.27

Nebraska Election Showdown

Thursday - Barack Obama at Omaha Civic Auditorium
Friday - Chelsea Clinton at UNL and The Coffee House (?)
Friday - Michelle Obama at undetermined location
Saturday - Mike Gravel at The Touchdown Club in North Platte

Okay, one of those is probably fake.