I used to get really irritated by musicians like Coolio and P. Diddy taking existing music and just grafting new lyrics and beats onto them to make their own songs. But now I'm wondering, is that any different from someone like Neil Gaiman writing short story riffs on Snow White or Santa Claus?
In other news, I woke up this morning dreaming of a typewritten note that read "June 8: Please congratulate Mr. Gehry on the premature death of his manufactured son Maurice (888)." I tried doing some research online on what Frank Gehry's kids' names are, but no luck. I hope he doesn't really have a son named Maurice. Happily I doubt that his son would be an android or clone or whatever the hell was meant by "manufactured son."
Difficult Conversations - good book on defusing techniques for arguments and awkward talks. Very good advice.
Alias, vol. 3: The Underneath - funny as hell, as usual. The heroine still reminds me of me for some reason. Maybe I'm projecting. Good scenes that tie in with what was going on in Daredevil a while back.
The Black Dahlia - first of James Ellroy's Los Angeles books, prequel to L.A. Confidential. Couldn't put it down, though the ending was a little less than satisfactory.