When in Sodom, vote Pelosi
Let’s see: Tuesday: uneventful. Did my work, went home. Read some of my books, watched some South Park (Cartman fights a midget). Wednesday: uneventful. Working, going to go lift weights and do yoga, go home and sleep.
The ducklings on the Avon (and I’d like to point out there are still 8 of them) are getting really big! They’re about half the size of their parents, and still really fluffy.
Strike stuff:
Ok – so I haven’t been reading Defamer while I’ve been travelling (because, let’s be honest, I check enough movie sites as is, and defamer leans towards gossip) but oh my god their coverage of the strike is making me laugh out loud.
The ladies of the View try to explain the strike.
Via defamer: “The United Hollywood blog has taken on the responsibility of debunking several rumors that emerged from day 1 of the WGA strike, with no update more crucial than this one that AMPTP bogeyman J. Nicholas Counter III, whom many in the Guild fear – possibly with good reason- may possess supernatural powers he can use to break the will of writers once night falls: “RUMOR: Nick Counter can mentally summon and command coyotes. He can turn himself into a cold mist to elude pursuers. He eats the dreams of sleeping children as he flies above their homes on the back of a giant talking raven named Stormhammer. STATUS: UNCONFIRMED.”” Hahahahaha….
Best sign to come out of the strike? “EXTERIOR. STREET. WRITERS ARE STRIKING.” Hee.
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