Sex and the City opening night / Girls Night Out Originally uploaded by Kate O’ This is madness — the line to get into the theater itself wraps around the lobby — and this is only Franklin, Tennessee. Can’t imagine
Haven’t thought about that in a while
Oddly enough, a Google news alert for “kate o’neill” brought me to this topic in the bisexual community over at LiveJournal. Turns out no one was talking about me — the “kate” came from “Kate Winslet” and the “o’neill” from
Sorry about all the movie-watching
Check it out: “The anonymity of the Netflix Prize dataset has been broken by a pair of computer scientists from the University of Texas[…]. It turns out that […] it’s straightforward to find a match by comparing the anonymized data
Good, Bad, Ugly: weekend recap edition
The ugly: we spent the entire weekend obsessing over fleas. In 8.67 years of living with multiple cats, they have never had fleas. Admittedly, our cats have been outside (on leashes) more lately than ever but I also think the
Movie plots that scream “stay away!”
I honestly can’t think of a movie concept I’d be likely to enjoy less than this one.
Shouldn’t I be saying something about Netflix right about now?
It seems as if I’m the only person on my reading list who hasn’t said anything about the Netflix announcement regarding downloadable movies. There are two reasons for my silence: one is that I’m busier than a three-legged cat trying
Quote Whore
No, I’m not talking about me and my predilection for collecting famous quotations. (They make great songwriting fodder!) Not this time, anyway. This time, there are bigger quote whores than myself out there. I’m talking about Paul Fischer, who is
Vacation, day #3
Yesterday was another peaceful morning of organizing MP3s and writing songs. Finished a draft in the morning — that felt good. Organized my office and closet somewhat. Then it was off to a god-awful lunch at U.S. Border Cantina, a
Vacation evening #1
Last night we kicked off our Nashvegas vacation by hanging out on the Demonbreun strip. For non-Nashvillians, this strip (pronounced something like “duh-MUN-bree-un” or “deh-MON-bree-un” — no two native Nashvillians pronounce it the same way) is what used to be
Love Actually
Went to an advanced screening of Love Actually last night and I really enjoyed it — it was just what I needed, I think. I love Richard Curtis as a writer, but I’m not sure I love him as a