Wednesday, December 19, 2007
So. Ready. To. Get. Out. For. Christmas.
And I suppose I need to start talking to Leila about safe-sex in the next year or so with this Jamie-Lynn Spears shenanigans. Lily Allen too. She's not quite so young and fresh as JL, but have people never heard of condoms or oral contraceptives? I know happy accidents happen even when consenting adults are taking precautions, but that wouldn't appear to be the case here. And clearly Mama Spears has made all kinds of bad judgement calls over the years, but what mother lets her 16 year old daughter LIVE WITH her 19 year old boyfriend. Regardless of whether her children bankroll her, that's just all kinds of wrong.
Anyway. That's all I've got.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Who Knew...

I'm reading this fascinating book now, 'The World Without Us'. The writer speculates about how long it will take nature to reclaim the planet if human beings are wiped out. And about how irreversibly changed the planet may be as a result of our time here as humans. It's taking me a while to read, as does all nonfiction, but it is really thought-provoking stuff.
As metro crawled through residual delays this morning, I just learned that most exfoliants are composed of plastic beads. Plastic! I'm not so concerned about my skin as I am about the environment and all those little creatures in our waterways that are going to end up consuming those plastic beads for thousands and thousands of years to come. These polymers don't break down easily. Check your make up drawers to see if your products contain some form of polyethylene!
How you like my 'Pob'?
Friday, December 14, 2007
Friday afternoon get me the heck out of this office randomness...
I love Jason Statham. Love him. Ever since the Transporter. He is a sexy beast. But... something about him with hair is just wrong. Very, very wrong. Why would Guy Ritchie do that to him? Not that I'm likely to see his movie Revolver. I did like Snatch though. Mostly for Brad Pitt's Irish Gypsy and Benicio del Toro and hey, Jason Statham was in that too. I'd nearly forgotten. Yep, it's too late in the day Friday. I've had entirely too much sugar and I have no tolerance for make-work nonsense. I'm going to get my hair colored and cut for the holidays now. And I'm missing my daughter's school Christmas party to do so. Bad mom, but it was scheduled 3 months ago (my hair, not the party - had the party been on the books for 3 months, I'd be far worse the mom!) Does the trauma fester prior to age 3? Her good dad will be there. And I'm sure I'll be sucking up to her every whim for the next several weeks to make up. Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wow!
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/12/13/opinion/13druckerman.html?_r=1&ref=opi
My Christmas List
and this:
Just in case any one's dying to know what's on my gift list. I do still own some of the Brit pop repackaged in the above collection, but much of it is in the form of ye olde mixed tape. I'm thankful to my daughter for recently discovering my tape player and reintroducing me to the couple dozen cassettes still shoved away in my room, but it will be a treat to dump all these classics onto the iPod. I also expect I'll have plenty of time to revisit Twin Peaks over some damn fine cups of coffee before any new TV resumes.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Call me Bambi...


