A short list...
...of things that would normally find me waxing poetic, but instead find me sitting here contemplating that perhaps I shouldn't be making such cavalier jokes about my own mortality.
I called American Idol over two months ago.
A Few Good Men is currently proving that it passes my "I have to watch this movie to completion, no matter how late it is, or how early in the movie it is" test.
There are still people firing off fireworks outside, and I'm still ducking thinking it's gunfire. Being raised in the city isn't all public transportation and 24 hour convenience stores....
Finally, I have most of a post written about the fabulous weekend I had in Windsor, but I'm not in the mood to finish it in the mood it deserves. Do check out Facebook, if you wish, to see photographic evidence of the fun.
I called American Idol over two months ago.
A Few Good Men is currently proving that it passes my "I have to watch this movie to completion, no matter how late it is, or how early in the movie it is" test.
There are still people firing off fireworks outside, and I'm still ducking thinking it's gunfire. Being raised in the city isn't all public transportation and 24 hour convenience stores....
Finally, I have most of a post written about the fabulous weekend I had in Windsor, but I'm not in the mood to finish it in the mood it deserves. Do check out Facebook, if you wish, to see photographic evidence of the fun.
posted by Iain @ 10:25 PM
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