Admittedly, I was getting nervous about moving to a treeless Tempe, Arizona. I realize it's a rocky desert terrain, but if the Tempe Daily Photo blog is to be believed, we will not be completely without green vegetation.
But none will be as lush as those in beautiful Savannah...
Sniff.
This weekend, I hit the jackpot of blog clearinghouses for the Phoenix area at ReadPhoenix.Com, a massive regional blogroll of techies, foodies, TV fiends - my kind of people. It was created by blogger Erica Lucci, bless her heart (I don't get to use that expression for much longer, so I'm going to really wear it out during my last two weeks in Savannah). It will take me a while to get through them all, but I'm having fun exploring.
That said, I hope to remain part of the Savannah blogging scene even after our departure on the 24th!
Adrian Lyne made some of my favorite movies of all time, including 9 1/2 Weeks, Flashdance and Fatal Attraction.
His movies are shadowy and erotic. They make economical use of dialog and rely on settings and the story to move us.
But I'm kind of pissed at him right now because he made me cry for nearly an hour Friday night as I watched (for like the third time) Indecent Proposal.
Does anyone remember the scene in which Woody Harrelson realizes he's made a mistake, agreeing to let Robert Redford borrow his wife for a cool mill? He rushes into the elevator, smashing the buttons to get up to Redford's penthouse to go back on the agreement, and while he's pounding on the door screaming, "DEEEEEE!" they're playing this song by John Barry...
Shoot me now. Seriously. I mean, I know it was their own stupidity and greed that got them in the situation, but no matter how many times I see it, my cold little stone of a heart dissolves into miserable tears. And for that, Adrian Lyne, you are on my shit list.
Or at least a close cousin to him...
Johnny Number 5 is Alive!
Mars Rover
Don't pretend you weren't in love with that sassy robot that Ally Sheedy made out with in the movie Short Circuit.
And what about the kickin soundtrack...
At any rate, the Yateses are moving to Arizona at the end of this month.
Is it wrong that I'm hoping the move to Arizona will make me as cool as Cindy Mancini, captain of the cheerleading squad at Tuscon High School?
Cindy Mancini, Can't Buy Me Love
I mean, Ronald Miller is ageless. He even has his own MySpace page, y'all!.
Read all about her "ba-ba-dunk-thunk" in her story, Tribal Confusion, here.
Do I need to add that besides being the Editor of Savannah/Hilton Head's Skirt Magazine that she also authors the nationally known blog Yo Yenta?
And cutest dog, too!
Some of you may recognize this Savannah local...watch the homemade Obama commercial and vote for it here.
That said, I voted for Hills. I'm just saying.
Otherwise, I might lose track of important world issues, such as Moscow spending $64 million to castrate as many as 50,000 stray dogs.
Thank YOU, Savannah Daily News!
God Bless husbands who can cook and cook well. Tonight, I was treated with trout atop red pepper and onion cous cous.
I'm a lucky girl.
Disclosure: photo taken week of Feb. 12.
Ah, I remember sweet October, when I fell in love with Skybus... a fleeting romance on my way to BlogOrlando '07.
Oh, the plans I had for us, Skybus. After all, you turned out to be better than a sharp stick in the eye as my Dad used to say.
So what gives? A little rough air and fuel prices and you fold? That doesn't seem like the scrappy Skybus I knew and loved.
that The House passed this very important bill. My personal protection from Kangaroos, Wallabies, Wallaroos, and Bison was on the top of my taxpayer's list this year.
It feels so good to get what you want.
