saves on money. not necessarily time though.
so go to google maps.
type in "dallas texas to london uk".
check out step 26.
alex trebek is a horrible, horrible man. he's an apparent misogynist who thinks he knows everything. we don't think you do, alex. but we still love the Jeopardy! ...and other things too.
so go to google maps.
So last night I attended my very first Mavs game!! After watching my boys, er, I mean, Your Dallas Mavericks for four years now (I was tricked into loving basketball once upon a time), I finally got to see Dirk, J Terry, Devin and Josh (and Barea, who Jake swears is not 6 feet tall). Some slam dunks, some super fast Harris spins, Diop lovingly missing free throws and other greatness. We even got little theater cards of Avery (aka "the General") and mine hangs proudly on my cube wall. Our neighbors were an elderly trash-talking couple (love them). And a row of teens behind us that sang along with me to "SexyBack" and made the funniest comments ever trying to persuade Champ to toss t-shirts our way. I do hope Dirk and J-Ho feel better today...and certainly tomorrow for the Knicks game. 105 to 103. Kick it! I have a post-Mavs glow. ...Oh, and it's nothing new, but I gotta say officially that DartRail to Victory Station so rules.
four movies in and i'm sad to say that i'm happy to have a day off. especially since i have 2-3 movies days until the end of the festival. time for a little recap? perhaps.
the one and only yankee chick posted this bulletin on myspace a couple of days ago:
Please help me collect information for a book proposal by spending 15-20 minutes filling out an online survey about love. I ask for only first names and I will be the only person viewing responses. The website collects no identifying information. All responses are completely confidential and if I use any of the information in my book, all names and identifying details will be changed.
I have never seen anything like these comments (totaling 534 at the time I posted) to Darryl Smyers' "Widespread Yawning" article in this last issue of the DO. Um, wow. (I only got a measly 20 for my bash on American Idol DAUGHTRY. Must be losing my touch... I also must be a male according to those peeps, but whatever...)
Now, I don't know if it's my propensity to call furry creatures, cute things and peeps "bubbie" (that just happens to be the name of this dancing queen), or if it's how freakin' spirited this 80-something is, or if it's how Ben Kweller's grandma was willing to star (and lip-sync) in his new video. I don't know which it is, but I love it.
We've had yet another 30th birthday to celebrate (yay, Jen!!) and laryngitis (or whatever decided to nab my vocal abilities and energy). We'll be back in full effect soon. Promise.
so picture me, just sitting here doing my work. endless live searches, realizing that it will never be as good as google and cursing their weirdass search results under my breath.
it's been crazy hectic on the job front lately -- sorry. i should have time to pay attention to the world around me starting next week, i promise. btw, i hate msn now.