is the inevitable James Bond marathon. Unless you don't have cable television, and then you're left to your own devices. When I used to catsit for a friend away for the long weekend, I could usually count on Bond movies showing up somewhere, but again, I don't catsit much anymore. Did I not do a good enough job? Does she never have a long ( Read more... )

It's always an auspicous start to the day when you're woken up by a marching band. Finally, my mental musical burst out, and was marching around in the parking lot! Don't know if norfolkian's day got off to such a brassy start, but hope there was sufficient birthday fanfare nonetheless.

I mastered the art of my new fangled tea delivery system, made real ( Read more... )

I've finally accomplished a life-long goal. I've watched all of the James Bond films.

I managed to catch the final holdout, The man with the golden gun, today on AMC. I have seen parts of it before, but I've always had to duck out and go to work, write an exam, or resolve some household dispute before seeing the entire thing ( Read more... )