Gimme Shelter.

I decided Gimme Shelter is my favorite Stones song, it's just cool ya know? I came to this realization when I saw The Departed this weekend. Holy Crap, go see The Departed. It was my consolation prize to myself because I have to wait till Wednesday to see Marie Antoinette, of which I have become obsessed with as of late.

So I finished The Inferno. Holy Crap, read The Inferno. I'm drinking wine perusing my margins of the book, and here's what I see: I underlined, highlighted, and wrote a lot of notes in the chapters of Upper Hell. Upper Hell is for the followers of the She-Wolf. The She-Wolf represents Sins of Incontinence. When I read this I had to Wiki the word because I am used to this word from a medical standpoint. Medically, Incontinence is when someone has no control over their bowel or urinary functions, so they poop and pee on themselves. I realize my audience probably knows what incontinence is (you are all geeky and pseudo-smart like myself), but I found that to be a perfect metaphor for Sins of Incontinence. Sins of no self restraint. And when all is said and done I end up having pooped all over myself, figuratively. Example: I start a night out with the mantra running through my head: "Don't drink to get drunk. Check." 3 hours later I can barley keep my ass on the bar stool. There are multiple other examples that don't involve alcohol, I find when someone tends towards overindulgence or imbalance is spills into all areas of their life. This is probably the one thing I wish I could change about myself, more that ANYTHING else. I hate it. I hate the poop at the end of the night. Ya know?

I just bought the new TIME magazine because Barack Obama is on the cover. I do love him, if he ever runs he'll have my vote.

That's all. Go listen to Gimme Shelter, it'll increase your cool by like a hundred points.