I'm having trouble staying focused today. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it's because I'm not sleeping well. I trust that the faithful reader will forgive any tendencies to ramble that I might develop.
VH-1 ran a pleasant little documentary last night called Behind The Movie: Chicago that brought up some very nice memories of seeing the film. I got the chance to see Chicago on an IMAX screen -- a format I heartily recommend for those lucky enough be near an IMAX theater. Being something of a music junky myself (twelve years of flute lessons mostly through my teens and some voice lessons taken in these later years), I've always been partial to, though not fanatic about, musicals and movie musicals. I was expecting Chicago to be a good movie, but was blown away when I found it to be a great movie.
I think the thing that impressed me most about the film was its very human scale. In this age of digital, Matrix-like effects, it was both refreshing and impressive to see the form of good old-fashioned song and dance brought so well to the screen. And Richard Gere can sing! Who knew???
In other news, I turned on the radio this morning after getting up and tuned in to the following exchange: two local radio personalities, L. and T., take calls on Thursday from hapless listeners who need help. This help comes in the form of small favors of the "call my ex up and beg her to give me another chance" variety. This morning some guy named "Ronzilla" calls up and immediately refers to himself in the third person as "Ronzilla". Evidently he had three dates scheduled for last weekend, and got stood up or struck out on all of them. Ronzilla was now calling in to see if L. and T. could get him a date.
I could only think two things before turning the radio off: for a start, maybe you should stop referring to yourself as "Ronzilla" if you want to get a date, and who on earth would go out with a guy who was rejected by three women in the last week? Wait, don't answer that. I probably went out with that woman once long ago.
That however, is a topic for another diary entry entirely.
on 2003-03-13 at 1:47 p.m.
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