I finished a very interesting autobiography of Henry Mancini today, Did They Ask about the Music?, which I stumbled across in the library a couple days ago. I'd recommend it if you have any interest in Mancini, arranging, or film scoring.

This week's Movie Night selection was Orange County. Although it wasn't particularly good, it was occasionally funny and harmless entertainment. Last week's movie, Curse of the Jade Scorpion was a little bit better, although I find it amusing how Woody Allen writes his scripts so he's always the hypoteneuse of some love triangle. I guess it's just as ridiculous as Clint Eastwood starring himself as a geriatric sex symbol in his movies.