Spontaneous Travel Plans

Q: Why don't I have a pet?
A: Because if I did, I couldn't jet off to San Francisco at a moment's notice.

Q: Isn't that just an excuse? Because you don't ever really 'jet off' anywhere, do you?
A: That's not true anymore.

In the first big spur-of-the-moment decision I've made in quite some time, I decidedthat Sean and I are going to fly up to San Francisco next weekend to see the Scissor Sisters play at the Warfield. The rationale behind this decision? Concert tickets are cheap, the venue's nice and small and I love San Francisco and I don't really need any other reasons than those.

A-ha!

I'm a bit jealous of my neighbors' patio. I doubt they struggle to keep their plants alive, whereas I feel a twinge of guilt every time I look at my jasmine ( I think I've managed to bring it to the brink of death twice). Anyways, my neighbors. They have the plant-filled patio I planned to have, but have failed to execute. The latest idea I've been toying with is adding flower boxes on the railings of our patio. They have two flower boxes filled with yellow and purple flowers that are just gorgeous. I figure, if they can keep their flower boxes lush in the California sun, so can I. Right?

Sure. It's super easy to keep the plants alive... when they're FAKE!!!!! Fake! Fake flowers. I've been drooling over fake flowers in the flower box. After feeling like a sub-par gardner after successfully killing an azalea bush and consistently killing and bringing back to life a jasmine, I felt a smidge of glee discovering their little deception.

Fake tans, fake noses, fake boobs, and now, fake flowers. Well, it is Orange County...

Snap Judgment: Movie Trailers

I caught the season premiere of "Nip/Tuck" last night. While I thought it was a pretty good episode (Kathleen Turner - fantastic!) I was more enthralled with the movie trailers that were shown in lieu of commercials.

Running With Scissors
Augusten Burroughs' hilarious, skin-crawling, outrageous memoir on the big screen. I have NO idea how they were able to incorporate half of the experiences he goes through into the movie. We're talking about a boy whose mom dumps him in her shrink's care, where he drops out of school in junior high, and finds himself in situations that I won't go into because I know my grandma's reading this. It was a great book (I'm reading his third one right now) so I'l probably see this when it comes out.

The Holiday
Jack Black as a leading man in a romantic comedy. Really? I need some time to wrap my head around that.

Casino Royale (aka the reason Americans know who Daniel Craig is)
I'm looking forward to seeing this movie. Not because it's a new James Bond film. I have to admit, I only saw one of the Pierce Brosnan as James Bond films, and I was never a member of the "I heart James Bond" club.

Part of me thinks it's due to some leftover do-something-just-to-be-contrary-attitude from my teenage years. I want to give the studio my money to prove to the nay-sayers that Daniel Craig can carry this franchise.

The other half of me knows that he'll bring some much needed edge to this camp-tacular character. Don't believe me? Watch "Layer Cake" and then we'll talk.

I Don't Feel Like Dancing

New Scissor Sisters single!!!!!! I was sitting at my desk at 9:00 o'clock this morning, willing myself to wake up and craft a coherent sentence when I hear this little gem on the radio. Scissor Sisters' new single!

Yes, it's very Elton John. Yes, it's very Benny and the Jets. But I don't care. I love it. And because I was nowhere near being a twinkle in my parent's eyes during Elton's heyday, I will have to settle for the post-Elton heyday of Jake, Ana and crew.

It's time to strut your glam-loving, glitter-wearing self!