Blond. James Blond.

Thursday, Oct. 13, 2005 - 10:01 a.m.

I had a lovely day yesterday, thank you. I'm stunned at the number of people who think fourteen years is an accomplishment, but then again this IS California. I think year fifteen is like, the triple platinum anniversary or something out here in this state.

I didn't take pictures yesterday. Best laid plans. Saw a lot of things I *should* have taken pictures of, but just didn't get the camera out in time.

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Now then. I've bitched and moaned for the better part of the year about how the role of James Bond should go to Ioan Gruffud. He's got the swarthy looks, and I think his voice is especially lovely.

Instead, the front runner for the role seems to be a fellow named Daniel Craig. I never even heard the fellow's name before, but now that I get a look, I can see the appeal. He's got that Russian Spy David McCallum Steve McQueen Skinny Tie Throwback thing going on, and I suppose if we can't have Ioan, this gentleman will certainly suffice, even if he will be the first blond Bond.

However, we came close to a disaster. According to the subspace chatter surrounding the auditions, the second runner-up was this actor, Henry Cavill. Excuse me, but NO. He's too young, too feminine, and he doesn't even look like he's on solid food yet. I'm sure he's a lovely boy, but honest to goodness, that would have been a big mistake.

Jiminy Crickets, why don't they just decimate the franchise completely and sign Hugh Grant?

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Pardon me, friends, while I very nearly get something out of my system:

Dear Name Withheld: You lied to me nearly every time we communicated, and I will take that into consideration for the rest of our lives every time you speak to me or send me an email. I really want to tell people who you are and what you did, so everybody will know what a slippery pile of mackerel you really are.

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Thanks for the anniversary wishes, but despite my pleading to the contrary, I am still getting e-cards from my adoring public. For the love of all you hold holy, will you please just email me instead? Thank you.

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Okay, I think that's it. Have a good Thursday.

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