I had today off from work for Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I spent it cleaning my house and attempting to organize my life. I can only claim partial success on both counts. 

Yesterday was great though, my great friend Sibbitt was in town from Montana and we had a great time eating Mexican food and trying to solve all the world's problems. 

This is also my reminder to read The Brothers K by David James Duncan. Apparently, the first forty pages are a bit of a slog so Future Guillermo, hang in there. I wonder if it's like the director of Solaris, the original Russian adaptation, where he deliberately made the first act incredibly tedious to scare off any viewer who did not have the mental fortitude to grapple with the lofty concepts the film was purporting to explore. 

(I have seen it, and I prefer the American remake, but I don't know if it was necessary to gatekeep it that way.)

Solaris is basically this:

"Hey man are you having fun trying to figure out that crazy new planet that's impossible to figure out?"

"No. No I am not."

"Aw, man, I'm sorry to hear that. Boy, I sure miss my loved ones."

"Me too."