Thursday, August 22, 2002

Bah. I've been trying to get the web page for the new top 10 movie poll done by sight and sound to come up and it won't. Bloody hell. The Godfather is the top choice. Pretty good movie but I don't understand the whole obsession guys have with the thing. It's no Casablanca or Gone With the Wind. Now those are good movies. I have GWTW memorized, or close to it. Never get tired of the movie. The book is even better. I first ploughed through it in 7th grade. I've read it numerous times since and always enjoy it, each time I pick up new little nuances that I may have missed.

The funeral went o.k. yesterday. As good as those things can be I guess. We almost had a Jerry Springer moment with my one aunt from Hershey. I thought my mom was going to take her out when she insisted on going first in the funeral procession, especially since she didn't do much to help my dad and other aunts in the planning. I may end up dropping the elbow on her if I find out she took the picture of my grandmother I wanted. That was one of the few possessions of my grandmother I would have liked to have taken (it's her graduation picture from 1942). As long as I get the owl cookie jar, then I won't have to have a beat down on anyone in my family. The official cleaning out her apartment will be Saturday. I will not be there as I will be at yet another funeral, I mean wedding. Same thing.

I'm at work at job #2 listening to Virginradio. It's a British station I get over the internet when I'm sitting at one of the 3 half decent computers we have around here. Love it. Listen if you get the chance. Lots of cool Brit rock (ie: Coldplay, the Strokes, Oasis, etc.) to listen to. The music they play is about 500x better than the pop Brittany crap the radio stations around here play.

Can you tell I'm in an ornery mood? God help the next person to cross me. I'm in the mood to kick a little ass (quick, name that movie...Cutting Edge with D.B. Sweeney and Moira Kelly).

Night.

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