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My head is a strange, vast, and often superficial land.
Q: How many psychiatrists does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Just one, but the light bulb has to really want to change.
:))
I have purchased my first (and likely only) pair of Manolo Blahniks. Eee! I've long wondered just what the heck is so special about them, and now I'll be finding out. I'm not sure whether to hope they'll be just like any other pair of shoes, or to hope they'll be everything everyone says they are. They're just simple mules ('Tulak'), because I wanted something that I could actually wear with many things.
I got them on eBay from a reputable seller who guarantees authenticity, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they're the real deal (otherwise, this experiment has failed from the start). I suppose I could buy them at Neiman Marcus, only I'm not actually Carrie Bradshaw and so refuse to spend $465 on shoes. (Random note: You know those silver Sedarbys she 'lost' in "A Woman's Right to Shoes"? She only paid $575 for them in the episode but they're now selling for $900+. INSANE.)
Jade has been emailing lots of lovely Lex/Lana tidbits. HEE! There are apparently a bunch of L/L scenes that were cut, which will be available on the S3 DVDs. Why did they cut them?? That makes me :-l. We'll so be using this as part of our evidence for the manifesto, oh yes.
A pox upon those who advertise "avocado" in their sandwiches, charge a premium, and then provide you with some kind of imitation fake-ass spread.
If you haven't already watched Band of Brothers, I highly recommend that you do so at your earliest available opportunity. There aren't words to describe how well done and moving it is. I've just finished the series for probably the 5th time, and by the end I'm always bawling like a baby. And the talent of the actors involved cannot be gushed about enough. And the writing!! The purity of the Nixon/Winters love cannot be denied. Yeah, this is one of those things that I love beyond the telling of it. (I am admittedly somewhat of a WWII buff, however, so my views may be colored.)
Here's part of the summary from the book; isn't it so moving?
They were rough-and-ready guys, battered by the Depression, mistrustful and suspicious. They drank too much French wine, looted too many German cameras and watches, and fought too often with other GIs. But in training and combat they learned selflessness and found the closest brotherhood they ever knew. They discovered that in war, men who loved life would give their lives for them.
This is the story of the men who fought, of the martinet they hated who trained them well, and of the captain they loved who led them. E Company was a company of men who went hungry, froze, and died for each other, a company that took 150 percent casualties, a company where the Purple Heart was not a medal -- it was a badge of office.
And the final quote from Dick Winters in the series gets me every. damn. time. "My grandson asked his grandpa if I was a hero in the war. Grandpa said, 'No ... but I served in a company of heroes.'"
Since we're so close to Thanksgiving, I figure it's a good time to reflect on the things I'm grateful for, and to remember the men and women who gave their lives to serve their country, their efforts making it possible for me to live my life today.
And now I can sense myself getting all lumpy-throated and trite, so I'll shut up. It's possible I have hormonal issues at the moment.
A: Just one, but the light bulb has to really want to change.
:))
I have purchased my first (and likely only) pair of Manolo Blahniks. Eee! I've long wondered just what the heck is so special about them, and now I'll be finding out. I'm not sure whether to hope they'll be just like any other pair of shoes, or to hope they'll be everything everyone says they are. They're just simple mules ('Tulak'), because I wanted something that I could actually wear with many things.
I got them on eBay from a reputable seller who guarantees authenticity, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they're the real deal (otherwise, this experiment has failed from the start). I suppose I could buy them at Neiman Marcus, only I'm not actually Carrie Bradshaw and so refuse to spend $465 on shoes. (Random note: You know those silver Sedarbys she 'lost' in "A Woman's Right to Shoes"? She only paid $575 for them in the episode but they're now selling for $900+. INSANE.)
Jade has been emailing lots of lovely Lex/Lana tidbits. HEE! There are apparently a bunch of L/L scenes that were cut, which will be available on the S3 DVDs. Why did they cut them?? That makes me :-l. We'll so be using this as part of our evidence for the manifesto, oh yes.
A pox upon those who advertise "avocado" in their sandwiches, charge a premium, and then provide you with some kind of imitation fake-ass spread.
If you haven't already watched Band of Brothers, I highly recommend that you do so at your earliest available opportunity. There aren't words to describe how well done and moving it is. I've just finished the series for probably the 5th time, and by the end I'm always bawling like a baby. And the talent of the actors involved cannot be gushed about enough. And the writing!! The purity of the Nixon/Winters love cannot be denied. Yeah, this is one of those things that I love beyond the telling of it. (I am admittedly somewhat of a WWII buff, however, so my views may be colored.)
Here's part of the summary from the book; isn't it so moving?
They were rough-and-ready guys, battered by the Depression, mistrustful and suspicious. They drank too much French wine, looted too many German cameras and watches, and fought too often with other GIs. But in training and combat they learned selflessness and found the closest brotherhood they ever knew. They discovered that in war, men who loved life would give their lives for them.
This is the story of the men who fought, of the martinet they hated who trained them well, and of the captain they loved who led them. E Company was a company of men who went hungry, froze, and died for each other, a company that took 150 percent casualties, a company where the Purple Heart was not a medal -- it was a badge of office.
And the final quote from Dick Winters in the series gets me every. damn. time. "My grandson asked his grandpa if I was a hero in the war. Grandpa said, 'No ... but I served in a company of heroes.'"
Since we're so close to Thanksgiving, I figure it's a good time to reflect on the things I'm grateful for, and to remember the men and women who gave their lives to serve their country, their efforts making it possible for me to live my life today.
And now I can sense myself getting all lumpy-throated and trite, so I'll shut up. It's possible I have hormonal issues at the moment.
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