while I was waiting for the subway. It must have come through the grate right above me.
I took it as a good omen.
Last night I was playing around with the age calculator on my friend’s I-phone.
If asked my age just a minute before the answer would have been ”nearly 47.”
But there it was 46 years 9 months 26 days
So that means today I am 46 years 9 months 27 days old
Tomorrow 46 years 9 months 28 days old
It’s just too much information – I feel so OCD.
Here’s a blurry camera pic of that electronic devil.
When last I left you I See You was in the DVD player.
An upper middle-class family with more than a few problems suddenly finds themselves broke.
Their enterprising son decides to rig the whole house out with web cams, and allow the world to look in – for a price.
His family doesn’t know they’re the net’s newest stars for a while.
When they find out well, let me not spoil it for you.
Rosanna Arquette always a favorite of mine, and looking great for nearly fifty, was her usual edgy self.
Definitely worth the price of rental.
I SEE YOU on DVD
What would you do for your fifteen minutes of fame?
Back at you with a bit of a review soon.
While rummaging around a storage disk I found content from one of my former blogs.
So I thought why not post a few.
| Saturday, October 23, 2004 |
| So tonight I sat with my good friend and we talked about men.
Sorry fellows we were not kind. We talked of the schmucks who describe themselves as handsome, athletic and terribly interesting in personal ads and post a picture only a really doting mother could love. A maximum weight allowed is often found in those same ads. We talked of men who try to slink out of relationships by not calling for a while and hoping you will just leave quietly. The fact that you invested two years of your life in them shouldn’t go to your head. What? You’d like an explanation? Well, uh you know ummmm…. We covered the cheapos, unemployed musicians, users, abusers and out and out losers. And then we plotted how to get my friend a new boyfriend! Hugs all around
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Totally Enjoyable.
Highly Recommended.
One of my favorite moments: Finding out Mr. Big’s real name.
Sexandthecitymovie.com
Taken during last night’s diner visit.
My Sidekick Slide
Baklava – I just admired – didn’t much.
This would be their Wall of Fame
Sipping bottled water and roaming the web on my Sidekick.
There’s a constant clinking of plates and flatware coming from the nearby kitchen. The dishwasher’s practiced hands work quickly. He barely needs to watch what he is doing.
It’s chilly out, but I am snug in my Old Navy sweats.
Above my head photos of celebs line the wall. I’l have to snap a couple of camera pics – my regular camera punked out on me tonight.
Of course, it was like one of the coolest photo ops ever.
Someone dressed as a two headed zombie on stilts was stalking down 10th Avenue.
The camera is insured, so I’ll be at Best Buy when it opens tomorrow.
Shouldn’t be a problem.
I have a new notebook with me tonight. It’s a spiral with butterflies all over the cover. What can I tell you I had a very girl moment. It also helped that it was 75 percent off – yay clearance sales.
Time to start writing.
So what are you all up to?
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I found this one of me and Heart. I’m the one in sneakers. It’s from his last visit to New York.
We had agreed to meet at Times Square right underneath the Madame Tussauds sign.
Those fingers are even bigger than you think!
What do you do with your nails?
French polish? Talons? Colour? Short and unpolished? Nibbled?
I like my nails manicured fairly short and round with no polish.
There is a TV series on BBC called “The World’s Strictest Parents” so far some unruly British teenagers have been sent to Jamaica, Alabama and Ghana – they’ve had some nasty shocks!!
Do you think you are a strict parent? Or were you brought up by strict parents? Why?
We were pretty strict. When our daughter was dating she had to be home by 10pm on the weekdays.
My own upbringing was kind of strange. There was a million rules till I turned 18, and then there were none at all.
When someone says the word blind I think …
window
Roman
pull
So, tell us, what three words do you think of when someone says blind?
CIECHE
It was the late ’70s, and Don’t Look Now was playing at the Thalia Theatre. It was part of a Donald Sutherland double feature.
The story was set in Venice, and Sutherland’s character was desperately trying to remember the Italian word for blind. I knew the word because grandma only spoke Italian at home. Actually I said CIECHI right aloud.
The other two words I think of when I hear the word BLIND are VENETIAN and MAN.
If you had to lose one of your five senses (sight, hearing, smell, touch or taste), which would you lose?
That’s hard, but I’d have to go with smell.
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