[Ed. note: In case you're wondering, the title of this entry comes from an e-mail sent by Francisco. He's got new digs, go check 'em out.] Sheesh. You leave the Internet alone for one day, and 93 spam e-mails flood your inbox. Did the enlargement pills and get-rich-quick schemes miss me that much? Rather than seeing The Matrix Revolutions this weekend (you guys suck), I saw Love Actually, which was a very funny, cute and appropriately romantic film. I very much recommend it, even though it reminded me a lot of a film I love called Playing By Heart, which is not as funny (nor is it meant to be) and is a little darker. I also saw Matchbox Twenty in concert this weekend. I will say this for the group -- they are great technically in concert. It was live and not Memorexed, but the music was precise and did not sound like their albums were studio-engineered. They've got the talent. Throughout most of the show, one of my co-workers and I sat in the back (we had stellar seats, actually) and played color commentators, and Rob Thomas was the butt of most of our jokes. I shouldn't joke about him too much though -- he's obviously got talent and he's a hell of a lot more successful than I am. Did I mention I'm leaving for Vegas in two days? Vegas, baby... Vegas.