How cool is this?

LOST'S LAST SUPPER

"It's amazing, Molly. The love inside, you take it with you. See ya."

RIP Patrick Swayze 1952-2009. You left too soon, you will be greatly missed.

So long, Butch Cassidy!

You will be missed. RIP!

Paul Newman
January 26, 1925 - September 27, 2008



 

Josh Groban @ the Emmys

The best thing that happened this week!

I am serious, the week was horrible, and this put a big smile on my face.

I have all Josh's CDs, but I love him even more now.

And she's gold!

Yes, people, Madonna is 50 today!

I remember twirling around the house singing "Everybody", her first hit back in 1983-84. The first of so many. I can probably sing most of her songs by heart, even the ones that were not a big hit.

She most certainly was a big influence in my life, musically. Plus she helped me learn English too!

One day, I will still see her perform live. While I don't, I'll stick to her CDs.

Oh, my dreams, it's never quite as it seems...

I am a big dreamer, I admit it. Not only I have very vivid dreams, I often remember them too. Have I mentioned my dreams have an expensive cast too? Yeah, I often dream of celebrities. But they're usually alive, you know?

One time I had a crazy dream when I was at an arena and told J. Carmody I'd help her mop the floor after a Wiggles concert if my son could meet the guys for a photo op. She went backstage, and I sat down in a booth to rest and Greg came and had a cup of coffee with me. Yeah, it was spooky. I don't even drink coffee.

So, anyway... Last night, I had a dream with Heath Ledger.

It's weird, because I always thought he was such a great actor, with a lot of potential, but it wasn't like I had to watch a movie because he was in it. Although I admit he had such a presence onscreen! Anyway, now just because the guy died it seems he became everyone's favorite actor and - may I say this? - I just hate that. You don't have to say you loooove someone just because a person died.

So, back to the dream. We're in Batman universe and he's the joker (no, I have not seen the movie yet). He's right in front of me, but I'm so scared of the idea of the Joker (super villain, that is) that I refuse to look at his face. I can hear and recognize Heath's voice, though, and I can hear and feel him breathing. How weird is that?

Anyway, he gives me this device that I'm supposed to push (sort of like an alarm clock) if I need his help). So, something really bad happens, like some really bad people start this chaotic thing in the city. So I push the button, and yell for him, and he comes to the rescue. Weird, right? cause if we're Batman/Gotham City world, shouldn't I be calling for the bat guy instead? Anyway, the joker came and saved the day. So I woke up and realized this is the real world and Heath is still dead.

I'm not even going to TRY to figure out what this dream meant...

This is too cute

I don't really care for BP, but that's one beautiful family!