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There beneath the blue suburban skies
If you read the book Street Gang on the train, here is a thing that might happen.
You might reach the chapter in which the author recounts the creation of the episode where Big Bird learns about death and how Mr. Hooper isn't ever coming backYou might now find that you have a conundrum ( Read more... ) -
How to live without it
Poutine with the cast of Spring Awakening made me feel oldIn other vaguely meat-related news, I made bacon cupcakes today. As an experiment. And to retire bacon from ever being put into foolish contexts ever again. This is the last time. I swear ( Read more... ) -
The telephone is ringing right off the hook
Who cares about March Madness when vegetables are duking it out at the National Post? -
All kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
1. Sometimes I get to drink tea with Canadian theatre legends.
2. I liked Slumdog Millionaire just fine, but I'm kind of dreading My Nazi Lover, er, I mean The Reader.
3. Why, yes, I am still blogging about frivolous girly things, thanks for asking. fromaway gave me a bunch of great perfume samples, and I've been comparing them to literary figures. ( Read more... )
