diane is, after all, a very silly girl.
"Disney's sleeper hit about the Jamaican Olympic bobsled team, Cool Runnings, has finally made it to DVD."
Oh thank God, it's finally on DVD.
Who is Prime Minister of Canada?
A new feature: I had so much fun with that quiz every day that I'm going to ask a simple (or relatively simple) question every day, to be answered the next day. Expand your knowledge! Cheating is allowed.
We start off today with a relatively easy one.
Today Darin and I went to breakfast with--no! not Fernando!--Mike and Al, who met us at DuPar's. Midway through my half-order of French toast I decided that I had indigestion (not surprisingly), which is best served by immediately drinking some soda.
DIANE
I'm going over to the
liquor store.
MIKE
Need your morning belt?
Hey, life in LA is tough, after all.
The liquor store keeps its soda at the very back, so I can choose between several brands of whiskey and rum on my way to get a mixer. I brought the soda up to the front.
DIANE puts her can of soda on the counter.
CLERK
That'll be eighty-five cents.
Diane opens her wallet and A BIG BLACK SPIDER--a spider that
beats up other spiders for their lunch money--crawls out.
DIANE
YEEK!
She drops her wallet on the counter.
The Clerk looks over, sees the spider, picks it up.
CLERK
Where did he come from?
DIANE
My wallet!
CLERK
Oh.
(chuckles)
I thought you were surprised by
the cost of the soda.
I went back to DuPar's and told Darin, Al, and Mike what had happened. Al said I had to be some kind of amazing tightwad, keeping my wallet closed so much that it was getting spiders and cobwebs and such. Not to mention being surprised that soda cost eighty-five cents.
I'm scared to look in my purse for fear of what else might crawl out.
I went over to Tamar's yesterday to
- have lunch.
- return the bag of Regency romance novels.
- pick up a new bag's worth of Regency romance novels.
Tamar and I talked about movies and this business and what the hell are we doing (etc., etc.).
When Darin saw the bag I was carrying when I got home, he said, "Oh no!"
I said, "Honey, two words: science fiction."
(I looked back in my journal and realized that I hadn't picked up a Regency romance novel before Lucy told me about the Julian Kestrel mysteries. That was in January. Since then I've read several hundred. I'm glad they don't print them any faster than they do.)
Darin and I were going to go see The Haunting--hey, Roger Ebert liked it--but since I had seen him that morning, Darin had found several reviews calling it laughable. So we bagged on it, and I went to take a nap.
Last night, Darin and I went for a walk down to Ben&Jerry's. Despite the obvious attraction of having such an establishment in the neighborhood, we haven't walked there all that much. A couple of times with Rob and Laura, maybe once or twice more.
(Hey, Pamie: Ben&Jerry's is in the same complex with Billy Blanks' studio!)
We came home and watched episode 2 of the new season of Oz, which already kicks last year's season's ass. We forgot to watch episode 1, dammit--probably because the so-so ending to last season made it less than a must-see for us. We're not going to forget again, I can promise you.
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