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So when I left off, I was just about to go see the Bob Dylan semibiographical "I'm Not There." I don't know if I would recommend this movie to people just because they are fans of the musician, but it was an interesting take for sure. THe movie is highly stylized and shape-shifting, so in that way it could mimic its intended characterization. THis is not a straight-forward film and if you don't have patience for the nuanced blotter style where we visit and revisit the various characters throughout the film in non-chronological order, this may not quite appeal to you. I think it is important to read a review to sort of grasp what your getting into plot-wise. THe film portrays a number of Dylan-like roles. I can point out that the movie, while it sheds light on the multi-fringed life of Dylan, it seems like it is a bit short-sighted over the most popular Dylan catalogue. I still don't know quite how I feel about this one, but I like to think that I could see it again and maybe grasp more and probably also provide more criticism of the director. However, there are a slew of big-time actors in this one, just one more resounding appeal for Bob Dylan.
This week's training load got away from me a bit. I may have picked up a bug or something but got in a couple decent workouts, nonetheless. I did 11x 1/2 mile on Wednesday (during which I had a mild verbal altercation with a dude in a truck on Pickard) and it really seemed to have taken alot out of me mentally and physically so I bagged my intended tempo on Friday mainly because I just wasn't excited about dealing with traffic. Today I did some subbing at Norman High, which made for an early morning run, but I then ran up to the grass track and north base after class for a nice change of scenery (and also had some prick flagrantly honk and swerve at me). I definitely could use less pavement during the big volume weeks.
I'm going to give a shout to the campus radio station, The Wire. Even though I don't really listen to the station, you can, and they have podcasts and a list of local tour dates, etc. I would really like to be a DJ here to give it a shot before I go big-time with my very own podcast.

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