Stairway to Heaven

Got a little exercise this morning running stairs. Damn I feel old. And broken. A shadow of what I once was. Yet with age brings wisdom, and now I know not to eat broccoli AND easy mac (tm) the night before a race. Sometimes one dump is not enough.

Finished Black Snake Moan this morning. Surprisingly (I always forget the second r in that) it had a happy ending. Not quite literally, though you might have expected one from the description. One of Samuel Jackson's better roles in my opinion; his singing is admirable even though he probably wouldn't make it to the second round of American Idol. Three and a half stars. Amusing use of Justin Timberlake - I gain a little more respect for him with each role, as he tries hard and tries to play against type.