What the hell is this thing Fox is doing? Bonsai something? Bazama? Something? It's supposed to look Japanese? I want to judo chop it's stupid ass. In other news, Paradise Hotel is simultaneously the most horrific and fantastic television show of all time.
Him: "This is the greatest thing I've ever seen. I can imagine myself actually getting giddy about this show coming on every week."
Me: "It's like a fucking car wreck. I don't want to watch, and yet I can't look away. Look at what she's wearing! I'm going to punch her!"
Him: "Ooh! The old one's all pissed!"
Tiny Roomate and I are getting rid of the home telephone. We went down to Drug Dealers Are Us, also known as the downtown sprint wireless store, and both got shiny new cell phones. I also stole a big red pen with a plastic telephone receiver shape at the top. (If I know you and you need the new number, shoot me an email.) I can plug the fucking phone into the fucking laptop and connect to the fucking internet! The world is amazing.
I just realized that I've had Brian Adams' 'Summer of 69' stuck in my head all morning, and that I'm thoroughly enjoying it.
Know what I love? I love being on the craptastic-ist ladder in the world in my birthday MJ's and a dress I made myself, pulling gel frames off the lighting instruments and saying 'comindown' before dropping them to the floor while John talks about the man who may or may not be dead and whats to be done about his cigarettes as he and Molly and Fetz wash the chalk off the back wall.
John: "So you're saying you want the sponge to be very wet, but you don't want any water drips?"
Molly: (looks at him as if this is the most logical thing in the world and flatly states:) "Yes."
"Oh and when you held my hand, I wanted it to last forever, Oh and something something something something, I knew that it was now or never, those were the best days of my life der ner ner der ner ner der ner ner ner ner. Summer of SIXty nine, oh whoa"
Yep, we truly live in amazing times. I've been using my phone as a wireless modem on Le Boat for several months and it works pretty well, so long as I don't try to download episodes of "Futurama" with it.
Now, all I need is that personal jet-pack and life will be PERFECT!
Posted by: THE COMTE at June 24, 2003 09:36 AMooh, new phone number. You should just call my cell phone and then I will have your number IN my phone and it will rule. Yay, technology.
Posted by: freesia at June 24, 2003 10:32 AMAnd with that new Mac, you sooooo totally have to check out iChatAV!
Posted by: Pascale Soleil at June 24, 2003 10:56 AMHurray for Mr Jobs and his multiple boxes of tricks. In fact, hurray for Mr Wozniak and his ability to pop the original trick into... erm, it didn't have a box. So...
Hurray for Mr Ive and his box-designing pencil.
Hurray for t'Internet and making international friends who drive Macs and have cellphones and what are all just big old film start.
I enthuse.
Posted by: fire3500 at June 24, 2003 02:33 PMerm, film stars.
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