Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary to my bestest friend, who brought me flowers tonight. They were gerberas. He knows they’re my favorite.

Sadly, I have seen my future: the horrors of World of Warcraft addiction.

IKEA MAME Dinner Table. Duuuude, WANT.

Holy crap! My Mom just sent me an IM to let me know that my brother’s wife Kara is in labour as we speak – six weeks early! Looks like my nephew wants to be born EARLY. Fingers crossed til I hear more news…

Update: No news! It’s 24 hours later, and she’s still hanging in there at the hospital. They’re trying to forestall labor as much as possible right now to give the baby’s lungs a little more time to develop.

It’s a long shot, I know, but do any of you guys in Sydney have a recommendation for a locksmith? We need to get the locks at the new place changed, and I’m trying to avoid picking a name at random out of the phone book.

Popcorn Taxi are promoting a special screening of The Darjeeling Limited. Personally, I’m not a huge Wes Anderson fan, but I know some of you are. And Jason Schwartzman – aka Max Fischer – is actually going to be there. Whaddaya think? Worth going?

One Ring to Rule Them All, Mate.

Moving Update: And it’s EMPTY! Only took us two weeks. It’s still a nasty pit, but at least everything’s out.

This one’s for the Snook: Manly Ways to Prepare Turkey. We’re not sure yet whether we’re going to bother doing anything special for Thanksgiving. It’s just too darn hot.

Oh, waaaa waaaaa waaaa, Matt Corby! Turns out he doesn’t like the winner’s song. Well, NO DUH. Nobody does. But remember last year? Damien actually had the talent to turn it into something listenable. Corby’s also fretting that the studio won’t let him release the kind of stuff he wants to write. Dude, why did you even audition for Idol in the first place? I thought we had some talented singers this year, but man, I just wish some of them would’ve cut the whinging about the show format.