... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.
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Nothing can top the jack-off-under-the-table scene in Wedding Crashers.
NOTHING.
Okay.
Begin throwing stones....
Now.
But aside from the humour, what I enjoyed most about the movie was the love story. It's very sweet and not clichéd. It felt real and I think this is due mostly to the stellar performances by Steve Carell and Catherine Keener.
FYI, my blog address has changed:
it is now: omeaux.blogspot.com
no no no! cheap humor!