  As i await the arrival of one of my custies to collect her order, i'm sitting with my bass and engaging in some eye-candy watching.
Saw 12 monkeys last night. Rather frustrating ending. I was all up in arms about it. A Terry Gilliam movie, so of course it was totally weird. The local video store does not have True Romance. I was disappointed. Even more disappointed that the hipster at the counter, Mr. Tarantino fan, had no idea it existed, and was looking in the Romance section for it.
I'm all.. Dude... i'm pretty sure its not a romance, it being by Tarantino and all. I must see the movie though, because i have not yet. Recently someone said they weren't into things like the pink lady parties and AVON parties. Au contraire, mon sorore! (Um yeah i suck at french!). MY AVON parties would be.. orgies of tasty beer (as opposed to swill), the slathering of many lotions and pampering of tootsies, with some nice looking dude with a perty mouth on the Tee-Vee.
Wait a sec. That's what my mom's product parties are like, and she's a Passion Party consultant. Well, so mote it be... i'm a 21st century AVON lady after all. 
