I am, at this moment in time:
– reading 1001 Arabian Nights and having the time of my life
– reading a biography of Andrew Jackson
– waiting for two movies to arrive: The Searchers and Lady from Shanghai
– watching Demolition Man for the bazillionth time
– listening to Avril Lavigne’s latest album – catchy! Yet also filled with girl-on-girl scorn which is a turn-off.
– getting ready for my second installment of my Shakespeare project. Taming of the Shrew is next. I’ve been working on it for a week now.
– contemplating starting a bikram yoga class
– researching the Druze in Lebanon. Just because.
– doing in-depth research about how to effectively wash my makeup brushes – which I paid a shitload of money for. Any suggestions welcome.
– re-discovering the offensive pleasure of h*enta*i
– putting together a collage of Cary Grant photos from Penny Serenade
– obsessing on the fact that tomorrow Social Security is going to reveal the top baby names of 2006 … what will be the top name for boys? For girls? Can I BEAR to wait until tomorrow?
Seriously. I have worked on – or thought about – or experienced – each one of these separate items – all in one 24 hour period. What the hell is my problem? Can’t I put the Druze on the back burner and just … oh … enjoy the spring twilight?
NO.
I CANNOT.
THE DRUZE WAITS FOR NO ONE.
Neither does Demolition Man.
You are without a doubt the most eclectic person I’ve ever known.
seconded.
Wash your makeup brushes in the sink with a squirt of shampoo in about two or three inches of warm water. Swish ‘em around really good, then squeeze the excess water out into a towel.
Dry upright.
Hey, that’s not so great. I cut my nails today. Tomorrow I may put the snow shovel away.
If you actually figure out just *what* the Druze believe, let me know, eh?
Even Tommy Friedman refused to tackle that one. Way to be ambitious, Sheila. ;)
DBW – hahahahahaha Only one activity a day!
Tomorrow I will sharpen my pencils.
Sunday I will comb my hair.
etc.
Lisa – thank you! Shampoo? Really? Just my regular ol’ shampoo? I’ll do it today.
Kathy – hahaha I know, right? As a matter of fact, when I first read From Beirut to Jerusalem was the first time I was like: what the HELL do these people believe and why won’t anyone tell me??
Michele Catalano! How the hell are ya??
I’ll just be happy if the “top baby girl name” is neither “Britney” nor “Paris.”
I’ve been wanting a nickname. “The Druze.” Hmmm.
“Druuuuuuuze!” (When I enter my favorite watering hole.)
“Hey, it’s The Druze!” (When I meet up with my riding buddies.”
“wat^? NMH. cya l8r. druze” (when text messaging)
“Druze rulez” (what I could sneak into the ladies room and write on the stall)
Druzenheimer, Druze-ness, Druzinator, Druzie-druzenstein, making copies…
Actually, it starts to sound like something you’d want your doctor to look at. “I’ve got the Druze, and it really itches.”
Yeah, maybe not such a good nickname.
Sheila! I’m great! I’ll shoot you an email tonight.
I don’t have many opportunities to put on neckwear, but I have been looking to buy a hen tie for years.
Just checked out the 2006 popular names list. Gag…puke… I just cringe at the trendiness and herd mentality. OK, I can understand in-the-past when there was no Internet, and everyone was just aping the latest cool-sounding character names off soap operas (Hi, all you Dakotas and Shanes, you’re – what – in your early teens now?), but there is NO EXCUSE now to give your child the same damned name that every other third kid in the same class at school will also have.
By the same token, I also despise people who give their kid a too-unique name, because they’re so afraid of being “ordinary”. That’s just as bad. Or…perverting the spelling. Hi, Scheilagh!!
I second the shampoo suggestion. In fact, I just washed my blush brush yesterday using that method and it worked like a charm. I see we’re both on the same mental plane… well, except for the Druze thing. And Demolition Man. And the Cary Grant collage. And…
:)