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I'm still reading The Story of Edgar Sawtelle. It's some 500 pages long, so I imagine that I'll be reading it for a while yet. The book is a bit meandering. While I can see how certain asides can contribute to the overall plot, I'm not sure that we need as many as the author is presenting. I don't have trouble holding my interest and it isn't dense reading...it's just that I just hit 100 pages the other day and the plot is just starting to pick up.

I watched the movie Run Fatboy Run, starring Simon Pegg as Dennis, a schlub security guard who left his pregnant girlfriend at the altar five years earlier. He has a great relationship with his son Jake, and regrets leaving her. She, meanwhile, has a new boyfriend played by Hank Azaria who is his exact opposite: financially successful, a great athlete, and seemingly getting closer to Jake. Dennis is eventually inspired to run a marathon, the boyfriend's specialty, in order to at least earn his ex's respect. There's a theme of finishing what you started and never giving up, and the movie avoids too much of a cliched ending. The movie is co-written by Pegg, and it features both the dry and over-the-top humor that his movies are known for.

The new season of True Blood started this past Sunday, and for some reason we watched it. I guess I'm more into this show than I thought. Or there was nothing else on. They pretty well pick up where the last season left off. There's a certain camp to the whole thing that I just can't seem to turn away from...I really don't know. It's not a bad show per se, but I'm still trying to figure out why I keep watching it. Or maybe I'm still suffering from a Sopranos-shaped void and the new season of Entourage doesn't start for another month or so.

Regina Spektor has a new album out next week, and here's the video for the first single, "Laughing With:"

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