A Long Day's Journal Into Night

HELLO EVEWYONE!!! THIS IS ALLISTAIR WADE DRAGON, NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH W BUSH. So today I am going to go and chew on bingo for a little while. THen I am going to make Mawcia read my book for me again. Then I will bug Laura for a little bit she hates me. Why? Because she says she is too old for me, which is really stupid becuas eyou know what? I am older than she is, so whatever that means. So I like cookies, and you should too. One more thing, a hear full of love. Have a marshmellow day. Love Allistair.

Interesting. Carfuffle can also be spelled kerfuffle.

Production is very slow today.

First I discussed ROTK with guy down the hall who saw it last night.

Then the whole lunch/pineapple carfuffle.

Now the lab across the hall is going to show a movie.

Plus, they are tearing down the building next to us, so I have been watching the wrecking ball all day.

Stimulating, simulating, stimulating.

Yesterday I was talking with a genuine Hawaiian who told me that pineapples grow in the ground and are in fact roots, although they are not vegetables. This mystified me, for I always thought they grew on trees. You know...pine trees...apple trees...logical connection...pineapple trees. So at lunch today I proudly informed my companions that pineapples grow IN THE GROUND!

And they laughed.

No, I insisted, a Hawaiian told me.

Well it was a lyin' Hawaiian, they responded.

hmmmm...

So a few clicks of my mouse and I learn, indeed pineapples grow above the ground. Here is a site I found during my research. It has cool flying pineapples.

http://www.alohafriends.com/pineapples.html

I can't believe it.

Duped by an islander. I bet they get great glee out of fooling the mainlanders.

So moral of the story: Never buy a gold watch from a little man in a grass skirt and lei.

Damn 'bows.

A peak into the workings of the California State government:

Received by one Catherine Allen on December 16th, 2003.

A pamphlet addressed to Catherine and Seddick Allen from the California State Department of Something-Or-Other. This pamphlet informed me/us to be careful as October-December is fire season in Southern California.

I think it is time for CA to be a little more proactive and a little less reactive.

This morning as I walked to school the scent of new-mown grass wafted over the hills of UCLA. A loverly scent, but NOT VERY CHRISTMASY. I want fresh cut pine in the frosty snow-studded air!!

I am thinking of moving over to livejournal.

I was listening to the news this weekend and I found myself becoming increasingly disturbed by the colloqialisms used by those who speak for the US. At the press conference announcing the capture of Saddam Hussein the first phrase used was "We got him!" A White House representative repeatedly used the phrase, "Go after Saddam Hussein," when being interviewed by the BBC.

Not only do these inarticulate phrases highlight our lack of intelligence but I also find their vagueness more than a little scary. What are we doing in Iraq? Well, we are "going after" Saddam, and boy did we "get" him. Yes, that macho cowboy propaganda clears thing up for me. How about you? This originates, of course, from the biggest, baddest, cowboy himself, W, who manages to sound like a little boy talking about a video game or a comic book everytime he gives a statement.

Don't Know Whether to Laugh of Cry


When Luke Met Harry & Sally

by Lia Haberman
Dec 1, 2003, 2:00 PM PT


Luke Perry's swapping ZIP codes--and continents--to star in a theatrical version of When Harry Met Sally...

The Beverly Hills, 90210 star will soon head to London's West End where he's scheduled to hit the boards in the role made famous back in '89 by Billy Crystal.

When Harry Met Sally... the stage show officially opens February 20 at the Theater Royal Haymarket for a limited 16-week run. Preview performances kick off February 10.

While Meg Ryan's utterly orgasmic role as Sally has yet to be cast, an American actress is expected to fill the bill, according to the show's producer. Jennie Garth is busy on the WB, but we think Shannen Doherty's free.

Indeed, imagining former teen heartthrob Perry assuming the mantle of New York nebbishness displayed by Crystal in the Oscar-nominated flick has produced some critical snickers, but producer James Tod remains unaffected.

"If you've got a great project and a great performer, then it doesn't really matter," he said.

Tod's got something of an experienced stage performer in Perry, who appeared on Broadway several seasons ago in a revival of The Rocky Horror Picture Show.


Of course, Perry's experience also extends to the seminal role of brooding Dylan Walsh on 90210, which made him a household name. Since the paean to spoilt teens ended, he's done a guest stint on HBO's Oz and starred in several cable series, including Showtime's Jeremiah and the Hallmark Channel's Johnson County War.

Perry & Co. hope When Harry Met Sally... can make the sometimes iffy transistion from screen to stage.

A recent theatrical adaptation of Mike Nichols' The Graduate enjoyed a lengthy run on the West End but didn't fare as well on Broadway; whereas The Full Monty was a hit on both sides of the pond. Others like Broadway's Footloose, Urban Cowboy and Saturday Night Fever quickly flamed out.

I wonder if there is such a thing as musical telepathy. This morning I was humming "O Holy Night" as I was walking to Whole Foods and then when I entered the store, it was playing. This happened to me just a few days ago, though I don't remember the song. Tis wierd.

I was really excited when I saw that the Barenaked Ladies had a song called "Maybe Katie" on their new album. But then I listened to it and eh, I didn't care for it much.

CHORUS (x2):
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?

What's the use in hesitating?
Can't you see that Katie's waiting?
Just because her youth is fading
Doesn't mean that she's not worth dating

CHORUS (x2)

I don't know what the fuss is all about
Just take it slow
It's not like you can't live without her
To and fro
If you've got a shred of doubt then it's not worth it

CHORUS (x2)

Can't you see her with her arms wide open
She's everything that you've been hoping for
Forever's not so long, stop moping
She's got a daughter and you're just not coping.

Do you know everyone you ever swore you'd love for life
I don't know them anymore
I know their names
I'd recognize them on the street and I don't love them

CHORUS (x4)

Listen! You smell something?

I was at Borders last night looking for Scrabble. I think it is shameful for a book store not to have the original Scrabble, but there you have it. They did
have many new-fangled games, one of which is a F.r.i.e.n.d.s Trivia Game. Wanted to buy it, but then again, I don't need a $30 boardgame to tell me that I know Ross, Joey, Chanandler, Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica like the back of my hand.

Why do we use that phrase? I am sure I do not know the back of my hand so very well.

Made a cool 120 on Saturday. But I did get up at 7 in the a.m. and I did get home at 10 in the p.m., so I worked for it. Here is what we did:

Put the tail on.
Replace bolts.
Took off broken antennae
Take out rivets and rmove skin of wing.
Take off wing, put wing back on.

Plus I got lunch and dinner. Good deal. The smell inside of the plane reminded me of Caveman, Heartlight, Butterfinger, and Funny Bone. I miss those guys.

This is so wierdness:

http://www.snafu.com/Rotation.html


So Catherine asked me if I ever read the book Flowers in the Attic.

DID I!?!

That has to be one of the most gorgeous pieces of trash I ever read.
But I didn't stop there. No. I continued through the whole series, Petals on the Wind, If There Be Thorns, Seeds of Yesterday, and the prequel Garden of Shadows. Then I read all of the Heaven books.
Yum. Craving dirty books like the Ruby Hat of Omar Kay-ay-ay-I am appalled.

What is the name of the muscle that is under your arm, because mine hurts. Hooray for Galen!

I'm Leaving On a Jet Plane...

I am going to work on a jet this weekend. Stay tuned for more details

On consultation I have discovered that there is no equivalent in either Korean or Taiwanese for "peek-a-boo." Pity.