Barney Fife gave me hives.

Granted. A pre-acid Jim Carrey, so far over the top that the audience has lost track of ... well, the top.

Aunt Bee, Emmett, et, al.? The real deal.

eta: You need a Barney/Babette, to move things into the larger-than-life arena, if you are going to move out of documentary country.

Sekrit message to Gus: And if it worked in white-out text, you'd be Colin Farrell. Gabh mo léithsceal, mo chara.

Lysana: (sekrit) Excuses. We can accept these, 'cuz, Colin Farrell has that thing.

further sekrits: Get your mind out of the gutter, girl. Not that thing. The charisma thing.

You know, going to bed early to catch up on sleep is nice, in theory.

Oh, Lee. Too early for you. You're on Maine time, girl.

I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to Kat, and Rio, for asking all the zipless questions I would have asked, and fully expressing my share of the ewww.

Gronklies everyone, except Lee, who should get regronked and go back to bed.

I agree, Cindy. Sadly, my brain does not.

I foresee a nap in my future.

I have that same sort of brain, as often as not. It's a bad, horrible, naughty brain, that would be much better if it just got some darned sleep.

Do you have plans for tonight?

Timelies!

No plans here. I am planless as a planless thing that lolls around down with the dustbunnies, too planless to even dream of a plan, much less make one.

I plan to go to bed early tonight. My god I'm tired.

I don't think I've seen Colin Ferrell in anything other than the ads for some of his movies.

The first thing I saw him in was Minority Report, and I came out with a crush. He was the only good thing about Daredevil, and hysterical. He was good in The Recruit too, and Tigerland. I only saw bits of Hart's War, because of the Willis factor, but he seemed decent. Between him and the voice of Kiefer, Phonebooth kept me glued to my seat.

Timelies. Am at work, and sulking. But I have cookies, so I am not as sulktastic as some might think.