Apparently Bobby Knight is giving a talk at my university tomorrow. Seeing as how he just got a new job, the media scrutiny should be pretty intense. Why couldn’t anything interesting happen while I was there?
Month: March 2001 (page 3 of 6)
Friday afternoon I got an Instant Message from one of the old-school A-list Dawson’s Creek posters at MightyBigTV. It turns out that a few DCers are putting together an official PaceyPorn page! As I am, of course, the second Google response for that search term, they found web-goddess and wanted to let me know what’s going on. Sweeeet.
Whenever I start to get homesick for the U.S., President Bush goes and does something that puts it all back in perspective. Excuse me while I go look up the words to “God Save the Queen”.
Every news site on the Web is screaming about the Oscars today, so I figured resistance would be futile. I didn’t watch the actual show (they only show it on cable here, and at some crazy ass early hour of the morning), so I was pretty eager to check the Net and see how I did in Kel‘s contest. Being a lazy sort of person, I had put all my faith in Ebert and used his picks for my own. Suffice it to say, we got our ass(es) kicked. I was glad to see how much the awards had been spread around, but I still think “Gladiator” as Best Film is a total joke. My disappointment on that front was thankfully mitigated, though, by the immense glee I got out of discovering that Kate Hudson lost while wearing an atrocious silver fringed gown. It’s all downhill from here, Penny Lane.
Good grief. Am I All Your Base Or Not?
Mama Snookums recommended “The Phantom Tollbooth” to me during our visit and I stayed up late one night reading it. It was fantastic. Coincidentally, I was reading NowThis today and came across a link to an interview with Norton Juster, the book’s author. He sounds like an interesting guy…
Australia photos are up!
Relive the entire adventure. I’m warning you though, set aside a bit of free time before you get started. I wasn’t kidding when I said I took a lot of pictures…
No free taco. My dad will be disappointed.
Matt linked to an interview with Todd Solondz, who made the films “Welcome to the Dollhouse” and “Happiness.” Nothing, I repeat, nothing is as funny as my sister doing the Weiner Dog dance. She’s gonna love this.
I’m actually not a real big fan of either film. “Dollhouse” just hit way, way too close for comfort. To make matters worse, I saw it with a friend who’s a junior high teacher and he guffawed through the whole thing. I just sat there and squirmed. And don’t even get me started on “Happiness.” It’s probably the only film in my life that I’ve ever seriously considered walking out on. I believe that Solondz is a unique artist and that he’s very good at what he does, but I can’t find the humor in such a bleak universe. Other optimists are warned to watch these films at their own peril.