Janet Leigh's Bad Luck with Motels was a success, though most didn't show until well into the second film. The party moved to the Royal Oak for a couple of hours. Many, many drinks were had, resulting in a $350 tab. A few of us went to the Live Lounge afterwards and danced to music that appealed to my inner teenager. More drinks, more fun. The night ended on a bit of a sour note, with a fight breaking out on York Street. My phone died and I lost Andrea in the confusion. The Market just isn't what it used to be.

I'd never been to the Live Lounge before. They do a live-to-air broadcast every Saturday night, hosted by DJ Noah. Andrea and Steve got me a couple of birthday shout-outs, and a dedication of "Lazy Eye" by Silversun Pickups. The club closes at 2 sharp, and the bouncer tried clearing us from the floor, but Noah put on "Young Folks" by Peter, Bjorn and John. We weren't going anywhere. Noah said it was definitely the last song of the night, and he was completely stoked that we refused to leave before he was done. A really cool moment.

All in all, I had a fantastic time and was really pleased with the turnout. I'm taking it easy today, chilling at Andrea's.

I went with Andrea and Christine to see Zack and Miri Make a Porno yesterday. I'm a huge Kevin Smith fan, and I thought the film was funny, but I was left with the sense that I want him to start getting into other territory. Kevin's an intelligent guy and a great writer, but he's notorious for calling himself a shitty director. He doesn't have a lot of faith in himself, and I think it prevents him from breaking out of the comedic mold he's been in for a few years now. It's still good stuff, but he really needs to move on to the great stuff that a movie like Dogma suggested he's capable of producing. I know he's got a horror flick in the pipeline and I'd be very interested to see how he can expand his repertoire a bit.

Clocks went back and I'm having a hard time adjusting. I think Andrea had a pretty good birthday overall. Her birthday/Halloween party was fun while it lasted. A lot of people turned out. The next morning we went to the diner and later on we watched Peep Show and had dinner at the Royal Oak during what I'm going to term "homeless karaoke" - the karaoke of the indigent looking for a warm room.

I'm set on finally finishing Headhunter this week. I also got a bit of writing done. Hopefully I'll be hearing about the job tomorrow.

Last night I had a very vivid dream that Canada was bombed. Ottawa was laid to waste and I walked outside through the wreckage in a post-apocalyptic daze.

I got together with Jim, Adam, Connelley and Martin yesterday at the Royal Oak for a pint before heading out to the west end to play some Wii. Kathryn, Adam's wife, is extremely pregnant. Dorothy is still alive and kicking and bitchy. Martin and I grabbed the last 95 running, and when we got on the driver said they were sending a new bus from Lincoln Fields because someone had thrown up on the bus we were on. Lo and behold, the second bus never came, so Martin and I cabbed it from Carling and Woodroffe.

I messed around with Reason yesterday, using the drum loop unit and a couple of synthesizers. So far so good.