Been a while, because the computer started eating my attempted entries. That'll teach me to attempt spontaneous poetry ( Read more... )

Well, what's been happenin'? (Besides all this fantastic sunshine ( Read more... )

Late late late night. All is done and I am chillin' with the soothing rhythms of Miles. Tomorrow I'm off to Port Angeles to celebrate Pops's birthday. Let the nights be filled with laughter & my accidental triumphs at cribbage!

Now I just have to defeat my favorite habit (sleeping in)...

Damn, what a busy day. I figure this year will be fiscally kind to ye olde theater ( Read more... )

Slapped another trailer on, it's late but at least I don't have to come in tomorrow...is it just me or is everyone in my world bitchy lately? Hope this will clear up by the end of the weekend, some cleansing rain will intercede.

Gave my stepmom a birthday call today, and earlier in the AM I had one of those Technicolor dreams that make no sense & shake up your personality. For now I'm skulking around the back of the Human Rights Film Festival. Tomorrow we feature Salma Hayek the talented unibrow.
Waiting for the next big thing to strike...

Ah, my achin' dogs are loving their perch on the desk, but it's a hell of a time reaching the keyboard...

Busy and raking in dough (for the WFA, not me, alas). A good time has been had by all. Here's to the chilly walk home and soup.

My fish tacos taste extra fishy. Either this is just desserts or I'll be making a splash in the obits ( Read more... )

...And in addition to finding out that I was the long-lost son of Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman, there's that little problem I have with investing my hoard of Swiss ingots that I found in the backyard swamp when I was growing up in the '30s. This was just before the life-enhancing injections from Dr. Einstein's nephew (his first name, Frank, ( Read more... )

Who needs sleep when you have mochas? I feel invincible...urrgh...dropping out...(hm, this seems to be a recurring theme). Up early and another miraculous day where I avoided being canned and/or run over by the van rushing the light. Wandered aimlessly in search of breakfast for 45 minutes, but nothing in the downtown area appealed. This will ( Read more... )