February 2009
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The hotel room of Tom Jones...just as I'd always... →
“There’s some real honest to god Hollywood magic going on up here. Tom is a star from an era before the record industry went bust. In fact, one of the biggest stars of this era and the whole manner of this scene reflects it – the fruit baskets, the amazing view of the city, the manager. His manager is a band manager out of a Woody Allen movie – over zealous, over protective, and hilarious....
Apparently Wallace has a secret modeling career →
I love watching the political speeches on NYT.com because they just run the cameras after (with audio!) and there is no talking-head commentary. You get a real glimpse into what happens after the networks cut away. For instance, I just learned Obama has his own Sharpie in his pocket. He’s signing autographs left and right and you can hear the conversations. He greeted a group of pages...
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This is the hard part of the gym thing
Where I have to decide what I want to wear tomorrow, try it on and pack it up, including all necessary undergarments and accessories. It makes getting up early the least of my challenges. I do not feel inspired. It’s looking like all black.
My mom just called me— Tom Jones is going to be on The View in a few minutes. This would be a good time to have a TV in my office.
Ok, I deleted my posts about the uncredited music reblogs. It’s happened two more times since my complaint, so this person must be oblivious to tumblr etiquette and after careful consideration I wonder why I even care. It’s not like I wrote the songs. Whatever.
jamesygirl:
I am currently at a dog show. It’s an absolute abortion of style. I’ve never seen so many poorly tailored pant suits and sensible shoes.
Rick and I were discussing this during Westminster and decided one of those wardrobe makeover programs needs to invade a dog show and help those poor people!
I am completely alone in the office today. I might have to take a nap.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-2-22) →
Supergrass
Blur
The Psychedelic Furs
Nada Surf
Maxïmo Park
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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Head song for Saturday, El Paso by Mr. Marty Robbins
It’s going to be a good day.
Way to step on my buzz
So I’m all dancing around the living room to Kids in America (I love a theme), getting ready to go out and Wallace barfs on the bed. Put down the eyeliner, clean up the vom. Happy Friday indeed.
I need to keep a spare camera on my window sill. I hear a clip clopping and look out to see a horse drawn carriage cruising by.
Sigh
When I get home from work Wallace puts his paws up on my knees and just presses his little forehead against my chest. I love dogs. It’s like I have a whole welcoming committee every evening. I think if they could hold a magic marker, they would make banners.