A project tracking the spread of a link on sites around the internet… pretty interesting and if you have your own blog (who doesn’t these days? Oh, wait, Dan and Doug don’t.) it couldn’t hurt to link to them and spread the project around.
And my friend Doug really needs a blog. I’m surprised I never thought of that before. Hmm. I could set that up.
I completely forgot to blog that we saw Rupert from Survivor at P.F. Chang’s on Wednesday at lunch. There were a bunch of us there from work, and he came in and sat at the bar. A few minutes later his friends came in and sat with him. I completely refrained from running over to him and shouting “Rupert! Rupert!” Aren’t I nice?
Several southern TV stations are joining together and are planning to do their own Survivor show, entitled “Survivor: Southern Style.”
Apparently, on the April 13th episode of Gilmore Girls, the “Spring Break: Gilmore Girls Gone Wild” episode, Rory and Paris kiss. Finally! How much fan fiction do people have to write before they figure out what everyone really wants to see?
Update: of course it was played off as an experiment that Paris was doing, and ended up being about the male gaze anyway.
So I spent the whole weekend moving at a leisurely pace, which was very refreshing after months of whirlwind activity.
Friday night was Girl’s Game Night at Vic’s/Outword Bound, which is always very fun. I bought The Truth About Jane and Tipping the Velvet on DVD from Outword Bound, which now has an online store, by the way. Check it out and buy something. We played Apples to Apples and Catchphrase, which are fun standards. I brought one of my games, Teams of Enemies, but we had too many people to play it. Next month’s Very Special Girls Game Night will be held at my house for change of scenery.
I saw the 1973 movie “Paper Moon” on TCM on Monday. I’d never seen it before; it was a great movie. Tatum O’Neal was a terrific kid actor. The soundtrack was great, too — Depression era jazz. I searched around but found there was never officially a soundtrack released for it, although someone put together a long out of print LP a couple of years after the movie came out. I managed to find a playlist of the songs from the movie, however. I think I’ll try to put together my own version.
1. It’s Only A Paper Moon–Paul Whiteman
2. About A Quarter To Nine–Ozzie Nelson
3. (It Will Have To Do) Until The Real Thing Comes Along–Leo Resiman with Larry Stewart
4. Flirtation Walk–Dick Powell
5. Just One MOre Chance–Bing Crosby
6. One Hour With You–Jimmie Grier with Donald Novis
7. I Found A Million Dollar Baby–Victor YOung with The Boswell Sisters
8. The Object Of My Affection–Jimmie Grier with Pinky Tomlin
9. Georgia On My Mind–Hoagy Carmichael
10. A Picture Of Me Without You–Paul Whiteman with Ken Darby and Ramona
11. On The Banks Of The Ohio–The Blue Sky Boys
12. My Mary–Jimmy Favis
13. After You’ve Gone–Tommy Dorsey
14. Let’s Have Another Cup Of Coffee–Enric Madgriguera and His Hotel Biltmore Orchestra
15. Sunnyside Up–Johnny Hamp’s Kentucky Serenaders with Frank Luther
I finished The Eyre Affair on Sunday, and last night wrapped up The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, which I’m reading for one of my book clubs. Both are highly recommended.
Wow, there’s a blast from the past… My friend Lori B. mentioned that she used to have a crush on Moose (Christine McGlade) the host of this Nickelodeon show… so did, I big time. I looked around for more info on her, but there doesn’t seem to be much on what she’s doing now, except a brief mention of her working for TVOntario.
UPDATE: Apparently, there’s a reunion/fan convention called “Slimecon 2004” for the show in Ottawa, Canada, July 16 – 18, 2004. This is the second, there was one in 2002 that Moose attended.
Granta and the New York Review of Books are two publications that I’ve always wanted to subscribe to, but could never quite find the money for in my budget. Now they’re free as a bonus with my subscription to Salon Magazine. That’s so cool. I love Salon and read it everyday anyway… all the bonuses are icing on the very yummy cake.
I’ve read a great deal from others about Naomi Wolf and her revelation that while at school she had been sexually harrassed by famed professor Harold Bloom, but I had not, until today, read the story in her own words.