Showing posts from September, 2007

Mr. Bean's Holiday

My sister, Dad and I finally went to see Mr. Bean at the theater today. I loved it! I adore Rowan Atkinson. One of my favorite parts occurred when he was hitchhiking - and the little putt-putt scooter came on the scene. I kept laughing out loud even though I knew he'd be doing something different each time they cut back to Bean. And throughout the movie - he is in France and nobody was speaking English - he kept saying, "Gracias." Pretty much the only words he spoke, "Gracias." And the kid, Max Baldry impressed me. What is he, 11 years old? Now I'm thinking of another great scene, where they're trying to drum up some money and they do the little dance/lip sync routine on the street. Brilliant. And where did the Bean Bear get to? I didn't see it at all. What the heck is that? Oh, do I hope they don't wait another 10 years for another Bean movie!!


It's National Talk Like A Pirate Day, me mateys!! I didn't get much of a chance to sport me pirate-speak at the office today since nobody called me, the scurvy dogs. Last year I was on a cruise in the Caribbean - this year I seem to be like any other landlubber. Arrrrr! I did listen to my 'Pirates' CD in honor of this most noble holiday. Oh this is higly important. My pirate name is: Iron Jenny Cash A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr! Get your own pirate name from part of the network My ships name for today is, The Cursed Cannon of the Sea It has a certain ring to it, don't ye think?! I'm shovin' off now to see what havoc I can wreak on the land and seas today!