I went to Dublin! But not to see the birth places of Wilde, Joyce or Shaw. Not to see the Castle, St. Patrick's Cathedral, Kilmainham Gaol or Phoenix Park.

No.

I went for Glee.

I don't even care, baby. The first show was...the whole place actually was a bit weird. Like Mathew Street or Blackpool had been air dropped in and told to talk with an ( Read more... )

I just watched an episode of American Idol for the first time ever. I say episode but I actually only lasted ten minutes. I mean I know the formula from the UK one obviously but since I have to seek out the American one on digital and then go to the unholy trouble of recalling days and times I've just never bothered. I only endure Cowell so that I' ( Read more... )

Am back from NYC and Vegas. The flights weren't bad but since I saw Final Destination I think I'm repeatedly seeing omens of my impending doom. It didn't help that Stephen King's new book that I was reading, he wouldn't stop talking about plane crashes. As everyone gets off the pilot and the air stewards stand at the end saying goodbye and I have ( Read more... )