June 8th, 2010

Scorpio

Meme, Day 20!

Day 20 - Favorite movie from your favorite actor/actress
I'm...I'm not sure I really have a favorite actor. (I'm including men and women in that word, because to quote Alfre Woodard, "When did you last go to the doctress?") No one's coming to mind. Okay, this will be a non-answer answer. They happen sometimes. Move on. (And at least I'm not like Lost not answering, or answering a question with another question.)

Day 20 - Favorite kiss
The surprise of C.J. (Amanda Donohoe) and Abby (Michele Greene) kissing on L.A. Law. That kiss meant something: two budding friends suddenly had a potential complication that they had to respond to. In certain ways, I'm not sure prime-time television has progressed much from how that show dealt with bisexuality and other non-hetero-sexuality, and that aired back in 1991.
Me 2 (B&W)

You can.

It's one of those "I should write something a little different in this journal" times. Meaning if you've wanted me to address a certain thing in a future entry*, you have a chance to ask. You also can tell more; you can be more than questioning. So:

You can ask me something.

You can tell me something.




* I have promised a couple of Terry Gilliam-related entries, and these WILL happen.
Flavored Calories.

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN LEFT TO MY OWN DEVICES.

I had a sandwich.

I had a sandwich that was two pieces of rye bread with slices of cheese inserted between said slices. With Secret Aardvark, a good and locally-made habañero sauce. (I bought a bottle of it from Big-Ass Sandwiches, as the proprietors are also appreciators of hot tastes. READ INTO THAT WHATEVER YOU WANT.) Heat was applied to one side of the sandwich, and then the other, and then the first again, and then the second again, and this repeated a couple of times until the cheese had melted into cheesy-and-habañero-y goodness.

And it got into my belly. And it was good.

I like tuh'tles grilled-cheese sandwiches.