Solid Gold Shit, My Son...

So, what possessed me to want to raid my sister's DVD collection for her copy of 'Love Actually' this evening??

All I know is that I woke up this morning with the Bill Nighy 'Christmas Is All Around' scenes playing in my head... & it's been difficult to dislodge those & more scenes running in an ever-increasing loop in my mind's eye today. So I decided to watch the whole thing tonight... as a purgative, you might say... Except that I thoroughly enjoyed almost the entire movie this evening - except for most of the scenes with the randy cockney git who goes to America to get laid by Denise Richards... & her friends... '...sigh...' Only in the movies...

Even landing a $34,000 sale today (May not seem like much to a real estate broker, but, hey, I do what I can with what I've got), after months of negotiation, couldn't get rid of Keira Knightley.

In other, more important - to me - news, I've decided to avoid selling or recommending Sony products... my subwoofer STILL hasn't arrived!! I wonder if it would take this long if it was for a 'real' customer, instead of just me..?

Tool just doesn't sound the same without foundation-shaking bass...

Last 4 days of minding the dog before the upstairs mob return... boy, does he need a bath...