Just a few thoughts...

* Chat was v. cool last night, although I can't believe I left at six am. Very lightweight of me. I did, however, manage five and a half hours away from The Band Who Must Not Be Named. Listened to Bob Dylan instead. Desire is very cool. Of course, 'One More Cup of Coffee' got me back, in a roundabout way to Led Zep (Plant covered it rather fabulously on Dreamland) so I switched to Blood on the Tracks. And to think, I'll be seeing the Man Himself in November!! In the front block of Wembley Arena!!

* Saw the video for Dido's 'White Flag'. Don't like her much (though nor do I hate her) but it was notable for the actor in it. David Boreanaz. Hmm. A couple of things- what did I ever think was remotely outstanding about him, and: Dave, Dave, Dave, you need to stop eating so much of the wife's cooking. Hardly a great song either. Was altogether a weird experience.

* Saw Two Weeks Notice yesterday. Hugh Grant is actually bearable when being funny rather than trying to be charming. Was actually ok in a Popcorn Chick Flick movie kinda way, but like Eb I was poisoned against the redhead chick through Ginny issues!

* Revisited Chicago. Still not a big fan at all, but I will admit that at least CZJ can sing- a claim neither Renee or Gere can get away with. The dancing was OK but having seen Singin In The Rain and other Gene Kelly pictures, I'm harder to please that the typical 21st Century kids who don't know any better.

* Mama bought me a pair of indigo Ralph Lauren jeans the other day. Are very cool but so tight I've already dubbed them my 'Percy' jeans.

* Didn't get to see Pirates of the Caribbean today cos my dad is still coughing real bad and didn't want to end up disturbing the entire cinema. Instead we went to see my grandad and drove. We went through a lot of places my mum and dad grew up around in North London. Hoxton Sq. where my mum & dad got married is now uber-trendy with the Damian Hirst set. He's got a gallery there or something and to promote it there's a giant statue of a girl in the middle of the square- on the very spot my mum & dad had their wedding pics taken. The moment was slightly ruined by having to drive on on the pavement on the way out of the square because the cobbled road is alternately collapsing or coming up.

( Music Ramblings Cut for the Uninterested )

( Whining Cut For Your Safety )

Lastly, a big hug to eliasheldon.

Just a few thoughts...

* Chat was v. cool last night, although I can't believe I left at six am. Very lightweight of me. I did, however, manage five and a half hours away from The Band Who Must Not Be Named. Listened to Bob Dylan instead. Desire is very cool. Of course, 'One More Cup of Coffee' got me back, in a roundabout way to Led Zep (Plant covered it rather fabulously on Dreamland) so I switched to Blood on the Tracks. And to think, I'll be seeing the Man Himself in November!! In the front block of Wembley Arena!!

* Saw the video for Dido's 'White Flag'. Don't like her much (though nor do I hate her) but it was notable for the actor in it. David Boreanaz. Hmm. A couple of things- what did I ever think was remotely outstanding about him, and: Dave, Dave, Dave, you need to stop eating so much of the wife's cooking. Hardly a great song either. Was altogether a weird experience.

* Saw Two Weeks Notice yesterday. Hugh Grant is actually bearable when being funny rather than trying to be charming. Was actually ok in a Popcorn Chick Flick movie kinda way, but like Eb I was poisoned against the redhead chick through Ginny issues!

* Revisited Chicago. Still not a big fan at all, but I will admit that at least CZJ can sing- a claim neither Renee or Gere can get away with. The dancing was OK but having seen Singin In The Rain and other Gene Kelly pictures, I'm harder to please that the typical 21st Century kids who don't know any better.

* Mama bought me a pair of indigo Ralph Lauren jeans the other day. Are very cool but so tight I've already dubbed them my 'Percy' jeans.

* Didn't get to see Pirates of the Caribbean today cos my dad is still coughing real bad and didn't want to end up disturbing the entire cinema. Instead we went to see my grandad and drove. We went through a lot of places my mum and dad grew up around in North London. Hoxton Sq. where my mum & dad got married is now uber-trendy with the Damian Hirst set. He's got a gallery there or something and to promote it there's a giant statue of a girl in the middle of the square- on the very spot my mum & dad had their wedding pics taken. The moment was slightly ruined by having to drive on on the pavement on the way out of the square because the cobbled road is alternately collapsing or coming up.

( Music Ramblings Cut for the Uninterested )

( Whining Cut For Your Safety )

Lastly, a big hug to eliasheldon.