There's sooooo many things I want to write about but I haven't really had the time to organize my thoughts in front of a keyboard. I saw Murderball opening night and attended a q&a with the main character (are people in documentaries characters?) and directors. It is not a feel-good tearjerker about overcoming disabilities. At least the people profiled (except one with a childhood case of polio landing him in a wheelchair) were asshole adrenaline junkies before they broke their necks. This one got thrown off a deck while fighting, another thrown from a pickup when his best friend crashed driving home drunk. That said, I loved the way it was shot and really enjoyed it. Moving onto book recommendations, I am nearly done with the best novel I've read in years. Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts. Go get it now.