"you are destined for notsogreat and unfortunate TV shows..."

[theholyinnocent]

Today as I was ordering a salad for lunch, I forgot the word crouton. I kept thinking, cube, croissant! as I floundered verbally, and finally had to point at the crouton box at the salad bar for the benefit of the guy who was making my salad. Of course, now I am convinced I have early stage Alzheimer's and if I am eating jello in an institution in 6 months you'll say you knew me when. Or you'll say, "what's the diff, THI?"

Anyway.

A faithful reader sent me a link to this:

So 300 + Gladiator x slow-mo blood + scene-chewing actors + gratuitous nudity + implied lesbianism = New Sam Raimi/Rob Tapert project. Of course, Lucy Lawless is in it and she's supposed to get naked (with or without...a pube wig...I'm thinking, what the hell kind of crazy landing strip does she have down there?) so of course I'm screwed and I have to watch the stupid thing.

Comments

[maroukian.livejournal.com]

croutons are over-rated, and difficult to spear with a fork.

[theholyinnocent.livejournal.com]

But I like having a crunchy texture in a salad sometimes; it's a nice contrast to the lettuce and the veggies and whatnot.