Sunday, June 06, 2004
So, the old waffler gathered at last. I'd better watch my words because a) he was never my president, and (b) according to the somewhat emotional reportage on TV, the old windbag seemed to have a sizeable fan club dotted around.
What made me snigger about the tribute footage was how precisely it captured the old fake's overall limp grasp of things, and his genius for sounding not just bogus but uncomprehending.
But enough of that. We're in for quite enough blubbing and tedious re-agonising without my adding to the clamor.
On to more immediate matters:
- The departmental outing to the latest Harry Potter a great success, the movie and triumph, and I desperately want one of those hippogriffs for my daily commute and weekend gadabouting.
- J-Lo married again - 3rd time lucky - to that pansy-looking chanteur, Marc Anthony. What an odd couple they make, she by far the more handsome and masculine in appearance.
- Glad to see good turn out in Hong Kong to rile the government over their 1989 Tiananmen Square massacre.
- Drove up to Western Washington Univ to help G move her stuff into storage. Played Laura Veirs the whole way there and back without once approaching boredom. Also scored high marks with G's pals for being so totally in the groove, LV apparently having given a campus concert the night before.
Up at sparrow fart to catch ferry for tomorrow's secret film, so to bed.
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