We’ve just been to a completely wonderful film called “Once”, which is about an Irish busker and a Czeck flower girl who meet, fall in love, and record an album. “As you do,” I said, laughing, when Ted gave me that pitch, but it’s an utterly fantastic little film. It’s Irish-made and done in a documentary style–I had to keep reminding myself that these were actors, because I *completely* bought into them and the story–and if you get the chance to see it you really should. It’s got a limited…
TV on DVD purge
In a fit of housecleaning, I’m making an attempt to get rid of some of our TV on DVD. I have the following available to a good home and will ship it to you just as long as I can get rid of it. If you’re interested, leave a comment and I’ll cross things off as (if) they’re picked up. Alternately, if you have a suggestion as to what else to /do/ with it, I’m all ears. Alias: seasons 1-3 Region 1, season 4 Region 2 Dead Zone: seasons 1-4…
here’s a shocker:
I’m a Talent! You’re a risk-taker, and you follow your passions. You’re determined to take on the world and succeed on your own terms. Whether in the arts, science, engineering, business, or politics, you fearlessly express your own vision of the world. You’re not afraid of a fight, and you’re not afraid to bet your future on your own abilities. If you find a job boring or stifling, you’re already preparing your resume. You believe in doing what you love, and you’re not willing to settle for an ordinary life.…
my bookshelf
The best part is getting to reduce the number of copies per book on the shelf to account for the number of books. :)
more storybits
’cause you asked so nicely. :) 100 Years, Part I Unfortunately, I did not survive the Discovery. Yes, in the greater picture, of Course, else I would not now be Penning this Discourse to you, but in the Relevant Moment, no–but no; let me Begin again, and put my Facts in order. One thinks little of youth while one has it; the slim taut body, the unlined face, the lustre of Skin and hair. Further, one appreciates the Lies of Society when, as one approaches the dreaded age of twenty-five–surely…