Eating: Better than last week. So far. Lots of bananas. Monkey-loving girls can never have too many bananas.

Making: This week? Absofuckinglutely nothing. Maybe over the weekend.

Reading: Dad’s and my challenge book for the month, “The New Granta Book of the American Short Story” edited by Richard Ford, a behemoth of a collection, way too heavy to read in transit. I didn’t think the first three or so were very good choices, but after that it really picked up and now I can’t put it down. I mean when I’m at home, sitting down, with the book resting on a pillow or table, THEN I can’t put it down. So since I’m not carrying that fucker around, on the El I’m reading “Absurdistan” by Gary Shteyngart which is really hilarious. Solidly in the “Confederacy of Dunces” tradition. I am picturing the main character as a (much) fatter Kevin Smith. If you listen to SModcasts and then read this book, I think you’ll see why.

Watching: Almost nothing. (I mean BSG every night but at this point, does that even count?) I’m supposedly going to start watching Band of Brothers (CCB, can you guess why????). But I’ve been carrying around disc one for a couple days now and haven’t managed to pop it in yet.

Listening: The new Beck “Modern Guilt” (good!), the awesome mix I just made per Juno’s request, another new Joseph Arthur EP “Vagabond Skies” (Love.It.), the most talked about rap album of the year Lil Wayne “Tha Carter III” (fun!), and still listening to Fleet Foxes , Sea Wolf and Matt Costa a lot as well. Plus today I am listening to “Nightswimming” from an old, old beloved album (R.E.M. “Automatic for the People”) after a eulogy in the April issue of Paste brought it to mind.