I respect and admire Glenn Close. If she and Michelle Pfeiffer both gave me a come-hither glance, however, I would probably make the move toward MP.

Luckily, this dilemma will never crop up in real life. I can continue my illusion that I am not a shallow person. Denial is everything.

In the fantasy world where I have my pick of celebs, I am the Queen of Shallowdom. And the queen is sleepy. Night all.

G'night your Highness

G'night kat.

I have decided to spin Cruel Intentions after Dangerous Liaisons and before Barry Lyndon.

Women see things that men don't. Another of life's mysteries.

This also explains the hotness that is Vincent D'Onofrio as Robert Goren in L&O:CI. Definitely not my type normally, but all that intelligence, wrapped up with that intensity? Yum!

Dangerous Liaisons is now done. That was a better movie than has been made lately.

I put in Cruel Intentions, watched a minute or so, and pulled it out in favor of Barry Lyndon.

I eschew the Twentieth and Twenty first centuries. They have no charm for me, now.

Those benighted centuries have such formulations as sentences that include Vincent D'Onofrio and 'hotness' all in one breath. I do not belong in such a time.

Hivemind:

Annabel is on an antibiotic for badly infected insect bites, poor baby. Since it's in liquid form, it has to be refrigerated. Sunday we're flying from here to B'ham. Though we have a chill bag, in the interests of saving space I bought a thermos at Tar-zhay tonight.

The medicine bottle is just a tiny bit too big. I can screw the thermos lid on, but not quite all the way down.

Will it still hold a chill?

Ask the flight attendant to keep it cold. They can just put it in the ice maker back in the flight kitchen.

Failing that, decant the bottle into the thermos. An unsealed thermos is worthless.

Failing that, decant the bottle into the thermos. An unsealed thermos is worthless.

Well, then the answer is go back to Target tomorrow and try to exchange it for the next size up.

Ask the flight attendant to keep it cold. They can just put it in the ice maker back in the flight kitchen.

I thought of that, but it'd be so easy to forget it when we change planes. Also, there's all the time before we board in Seattle, our layover in Atlanta, and the longish drive from the airport to my family's house.

Maybe I'll just take the chill bag. It's not heavy, and it'll hang over my shoulder. You're still allowed a "personal item" along with your official carryon, right?

Here is thing that disturbs me about the pictures of JZ: Both of them have digital timestamps from "'94".

This makes me think that David's cam is eleven years old and David has either lost the manual, or that he thinks that dates are for wimps.

JZ's hairs, though, are pretty.

eta: Susan W, if the Homeland nazis will not let you carry cool medicine for your baby, refer them to me. I shall thump them, most soundly.