Various things that kick ass
-- "So do you think pod-me killing you cancels out regular-you almost killing me?" she asks.
"In the cosmic scheme of things, we're both still pretty and buying clothes, so what the hell?" Lilah answers pragmatically.
"Are you suggesting vicious bitch solidarity?"
Jennifer Oksana's new Cordy-fic.
-- The weather. It's nice and shiny, and although it's not as hot as it was before rashaka complained about it and cursed the heat, it's warm enough to swim.
-- The fact that JM will be starring in a porn -- er, film about a gay lovers in Italy during WWII. But you all knew about that already.
-- Tori Amos and Ben Folds, in concert at the Concord Pavilion on July 29th. Yeah baby.
-- American Beauty. I had never seen it before last Wednesday, and I am still in awe. Cinematography and direction (not to mention acting) like that makes me drool.
-- A freaking deer just walked in front of my window, eating a jasmine bush. (I see deer more often than not, but this one was four feet away from me.)
-- Radiohead's Hail to the Thief comes out in two days.
-- I have money!
-- My younger sister is having a party on next Friday and I won't be here!
-- Other things that I can't think of.
Things that are not so good:
-- I was reading the Datebook section of the Sunday San Francisco Chronicle and saw a band called "Blur Sold Out" at the Great American Music Hall. Closer inspection proved that it was in fact Blur, and the concert was sold out. WHYYYYYYY?
-- I think I have seen every movie currently out right now in major theatres (which is very odd). Except for Bruce Almighty (love the Carrey) and The Dancer Upstairs. And Bend It Like Beckham. Okay, maybe there's still some left for me to see.
-- I've been so busy that I haven't posted in the past...lots of days.
-- I'm so lazy that I still haven't gone out to purchase the piano book for this Tori album (Little Earthquakes). The song I'm listening to right now is "Mother" -- for those of you who recognize the song, just know it's like chocolate for a pianist.
-- I'm going to be gone when Björk is at Piers 30/32 in concert.
-- The day after the Bay to Breakers race, there was an article about it in the SF Chronicle. Right under the title was a very large quote from a New York family who visited SF during the race: "Now we can go home and tell our friends that we've really seen Frisco." Let me reiterate my haiku to San Francisco from so long ago:
Fog, fog, HEY! more fog
Fuck the damn Fisherman's Wharf
Don't call it Frisco
-- I can't remember if I posted about The Italian Job and squeed over Seth Green. "YOU WON'T SHUT DOWN THE REAL NAPSTER!" I love that boy.
Things that amuse me:
-- Tourists at Fisherman's Wharf. (No, really.)
Well, that's sad. I can't think of anything else. Uh, when does the new TV season start?
"In the cosmic scheme of things, we're both still pretty and buying clothes, so what the hell?" Lilah answers pragmatically.
"Are you suggesting vicious bitch solidarity?"
Jennifer Oksana's new Cordy-fic.
-- The weather. It's nice and shiny, and although it's not as hot as it was before rashaka complained about it and cursed the heat, it's warm enough to swim.
-- The fact that JM will be starring in a porn -- er, film about a gay lovers in Italy during WWII. But you all knew about that already.
-- Tori Amos and Ben Folds, in concert at the Concord Pavilion on July 29th. Yeah baby.
-- American Beauty. I had never seen it before last Wednesday, and I am still in awe. Cinematography and direction (not to mention acting) like that makes me drool.
-- A freaking deer just walked in front of my window, eating a jasmine bush. (I see deer more often than not, but this one was four feet away from me.)
-- Radiohead's Hail to the Thief comes out in two days.
-- I have money!
-- My younger sister is having a party on next Friday and I won't be here!
-- Other things that I can't think of.
Things that are not so good:
-- I was reading the Datebook section of the Sunday San Francisco Chronicle and saw a band called "Blur Sold Out" at the Great American Music Hall. Closer inspection proved that it was in fact Blur, and the concert was sold out. WHYYYYYYY?
-- I think I have seen every movie currently out right now in major theatres (which is very odd). Except for Bruce Almighty (love the Carrey) and The Dancer Upstairs. And Bend It Like Beckham. Okay, maybe there's still some left for me to see.
-- I've been so busy that I haven't posted in the past...lots of days.
-- I'm so lazy that I still haven't gone out to purchase the piano book for this Tori album (Little Earthquakes). The song I'm listening to right now is "Mother" -- for those of you who recognize the song, just know it's like chocolate for a pianist.
-- I'm going to be gone when Björk is at Piers 30/32 in concert.
-- The day after the Bay to Breakers race, there was an article about it in the SF Chronicle. Right under the title was a very large quote from a New York family who visited SF during the race: "Now we can go home and tell our friends that we've really seen Frisco." Let me reiterate my haiku to San Francisco from so long ago:
Fog, fog, HEY! more fog
Fuck the damn Fisherman's Wharf
Don't call it Frisco
-- I can't remember if I posted about The Italian Job and squeed over Seth Green. "YOU WON'T SHUT DOWN THE REAL NAPSTER!" I love that boy.
Things that amuse me:
-- Tourists at Fisherman's Wharf. (No, really.)
Well, that's sad. I can't think of anything else. Uh, when does the new TV season start?