Best. Headline. Ever.

Oh man, what I wouldn’t give to be sweating in the sunshine with millions of Chicagoans at Grant Park today, eating cheesecake on a stick and waiting for the fireworks to begin! Happy 4th of July, everybody!

Spotlight sucks. I’m so going to bring that up the next time some bogan asks why our prices are so high.

TV Show Preview
Well, that was lame. Leanne, Bec, and I were all excited to see some glurge-filled new “chick show” and instead we got the dreaded Current Affairs program. (There was an audible groan when the guy announced it.) It was called “This Week Last Year” and it was about – you guessed it – news stories from this week last year. It was dreadful and I told them as much on my little questionnaire. The fun bit was when we got to watch two commercials and then write down our thoughts. I don’t know about you, but I’ve been wanting to have a go at the Brand Power chick for YEARS. “I find Brand Power ads really insulting, because they assume that I’m an idiot who can’t tell the difference between an impartial recommendation and a COMMERCIAL.” “The production values are seriously 80’s.” “Why the graphic of the Metamucil pushing the poo through the digestive system? Gross and unnecessary.” It was great. I only wish they’d have let me take in a laptop; my criticism was limited by my slow handwriting speed. I did have a slightly embarrassing moment when filling out the demographic information. They asked you to circle all the hours that your TV was on yesterday. *gulp* I was circling, circling, circling… And as the Snook pointed out, I’m totally going to throw off their reporting because they’re going to assume I was watching live TV during that time, which – hello? Live Australian TV on Sunday? Is all auto racing. I don’t think so. Oh well, at least I got two movie tickets and a cookie out of it!

Ebert in serious condition after emergency surgery. Oh, man. I really, really hope he gets better. I wish there was something I could do. Would it be really lame to knit a scarf for your favorite movie critic? I’ve read so much of his writing over the years; I feel like I know the guy.

I have no desire to go see The Devil Wears Prada, but I was amused to read Ebert’s review wherein he claims that Australia is “the Midwest of the southern hemisphere.” Heh. Maybe that’s why I feel at home here!

Confession: I spent my lunch break surfing MySpace for people from my high school. I KNOW! And I always swore I would never go there. Who knew there were so many gays at Lakeland High? Well, statistically I suppose it’s obvious in hindsight, but it’s still a surprise to see classmates who claimed to crush on boys back then self-identify as lesbians today (even if they did play softball). But good on ’em!

Later: Hey! That’s my sister! And her husband! (Hydrates. HA!)

I can almost smell the test tube meat. Bring it on, I say! I love a steak, but there’s no reason for hamburgers to be made of actual animals, is there? I’m all about the meat sheets.

Latchhook rugs featuring vintage Disneyland scenes. Sweet!

I totally forgot that the TV show preview thingy is tonight. So this is a reminder for Bex and Leanne!