In the Hamptons now, debating my regretful dichotomy of beautiful scenery vs. being surrounded by a bunch of piano dorks. The beaches are overrated, the gas is expensive, there is nowhere to get a drink past 10pm, the town is dead, and I'm constantly forced to rehash old repertoire.

Saw Batman Begins the other day - why the craze amongst the critics? I think we're being sucked into ultra low expectations. It was better than Batman 3 and 4, albeit I'd sooner rape an unsuspecting goat than rewatch those filthy pieces of cinema trash. Christian Bale? Whatever. He's no Michael Keaton.

Also saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith - this is definitely the best bad movie of the year. Thouroughly entertaining.

Anyway, for all you wondering if I dropped off the face of the planet, I'm unable to go online here save between the hours of 6pm and 9pm - and on a 56k modem at that.

The Hamptons. Any beach in LA would spit on this shit for breakfast.

In California now, leaving tomorrow.

Congratulations to my roommate Mihai Marica, on his 1st prize victory at the International Irving Klein String Competition. There was never a question in my mind.