I remember all the feelings, and the day they stopped.

I watched Naked on recommendation of a friend. It was dark, disturbing, violent, and really good. Mike Leigh is one warped mofo.

With the exception of their love of Neil Young's music, I'd say this particular friend of mine has impeccable taste, which explains why they have yet to steer me wrong with their recommendations.

I know some of you are wondering why I haven't written about the recent events in London. I will, eventually.