I'm watching Michael Almereyda's, "This So Called Disaster," about the Sam Shepard's stage production of his play "The Late Henry Moss."

I really dug this and want to put on a play right now just from watching this.

When I was younger I worked for the Dallas Theatre Center and got to see several Sam Shepard plays. The dude is just so cool! And he hung out with Patti Smith!

Really, What's more noble than to take an experience from your life, write about it and find a group of people that can identify with the pain, laughter, whatever you went through and get them to portray these feelings to an audience that will also learn, just like you, something about living life?

I'm gonna do that as soon as I finish with all the, "Firefly" DVDs I rented over a month ago. It really has been too long in watching these all. Every episode, I have to stop and think about how good the writing on it is.

I watched, "Trekkies 2" during a slow spell and seriously, How can you ever be sad or depressed after you pop that into the machine?

I think I might have a crush on Denise Crosby and I don't really know why. She just seems so sweet, I guess.