With a gnu - do you see!? I think we'll call it Lucy. Lucy Gnu.
Aaaaaaanyway, There's a couple of things I want to touch upon today, so I might even use some bullet points, like this: •
And this: •
And – whoa! - there's another one: •
Any-any-anyway, are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin!
• I discovered today that Christies are holding an auction of Star Trek memorabilia. Now, I've measured up my living room, and I've got a sneaking suspicion that the Enterprise won't quite fit, so I've had to lower my expectations to Admiral Kirk's uniform from Star Trek II: The Wrath of KHAAAAAAAN!!!!!
But hey! That's pretty darn cool! Look:
I was talking to Marcosy today, and he thinks I should definitely go for it, and I tend to agree. After all, ladies love a man in uniform.
I wonder if it still has that bloody hand print on the lapel? Not to worry, I'm sure it'd come out in the wash.
Who'll lend me 9000 dollars?
• A while back I set up a Myspace page. It's not something I'd planned on doing, but Phantom Planet had put up a questionnaire on their fantastic blog, and you could only respond to it through Myspace. And you can only leave comments on Myspace if you're a member of Myspace. So I joined Myspace.
Phew.
Thing is, I'm not making a big deal of it, and I don't know if I'm actually going to do anything with it. But today I received an email from someone called 'Anna' who wanted to be 'my friend.' Interesting, I hear you say.
And interesting it was indeed. See, 'Anna' is actually called 'Anita,' and 'Anita' mentioned that she usually likes to chat to her pals via her 'camera.' She gave me a link to her website, so I thought I'd check it out.
Not the sort of site you should look at in the office. Nope... definitely NOT the sort of site you should look at in the office.
Hmmm...
Anyway, I think I'm just going to leave the Myspace page festering and see what/who wants to be my friend; think of it as some kind of experiment. It'll be interesting to see who'll drop by without me making an effort... In case anyone belonged to Myspace and wanted to be my friend, go here.
Unlike Anna/Anita, do keep some clothes on though; I wouldn't want you to catch a chill.
• Finally, I'm off to see The Da Vinci Code tomorrow. Now, apart from every single Catholic in the world, I appear to be the only person who hasn't read the book. And the reviews suggest that the film is ... um, not so good. But hey! I'll give it a whirl. And come on, Tom Hanks has NEVER made a bad film.
Except for The 'Burbs. And Joe versus the Volcano. I'd rather stick dynamite in my bum crack than watch those two films again.
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You missed Sleepless in Seattle, that was awful.
Though he made up for it with the frankly AMAZING You've Got Mail.
Geez! I forgot about the blockbusting Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan uber rom-com combo!
(Wiped from my mind more like)
Honestly, though, I have never seen You've Got Mail. I'll hang my head in shame...
You've got to see it, it'll change your life.
I'm not gonna spoil it for you, but let's just say that she got mail
It'll change my life...? In a bad way?
I think Meg Ryan reached the pinnacle of entertainment value when she appeared on Parky. Not only did her face look weirdly distorted, but she's absolutely nuts to boot!.
Everything else she's done just pales into insignificance!
I went to see this with a mate at the cinema when it first came out (it wasn't my choice), but by the end of the movie I wished I'd just stabbed myself in the eyes with the straw from my Coke.
As for the dialogue? Stuffing my ears with popcorn until they bled would've been preferable...
Save wasting two hours of your life and watch something else instead.
Anything.
Even Big Brother.
cool, I might go and see it.
Post Da Vinci Code... Cor, it was a bit long.
And the first hour was a bit dull.
And the bloody Times review had given away the ending.
But it was OK!
Magneto was good.
And I'm still not going to see You've Got Mail. Unless someone pays me to.
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Heads up! Incoming macaroon...
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CRASH!
Whoops! Sorry...
I like how the title is 'street', conveyed by the use of 'Da' instead of 'The'.
Damn! Now I want a macaroon.
Tom Hanks is hip. He's down with the kids. Da kids? I don't know.
I do know that Da Da Vinci code would've been the film of the year if he'd found a giant piano on the floor and played 'chopsticks' with Magneto a la that bit in 'Big'.
Did you know the guy who played his boss (who he did the piano thing with) was the same guy who played Feech in Sopranos and that drug dealer in Scarface?
*fountain of knowledge*
And they let him work with children!?
Good grief! I thought there were police checks for that sort of thing!
Do you think if Hanks had hit a wrong note his boss would've popped a cap in his knee?
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