Nothing much...

So, after two days of horrible winter weather (we're talkin' like the mid to low 30's here, kids...and I know that in the real world where there exists FOUR seasons that that's not bad but here..damn, that was rough)- anyway...damn parenthetical statements always get me off-track...anyway we have now once again returned to Spring-type weather. This morning I walked out of the house in a polo and jeans and was actually kind of happy with the weather.

In other not-quite-news I recently got the first season of Dead Like Me and have been enjoying it rather thoroughly. It's pretty funny albeit sort of redundant at times - it's about this girl who gets killed in a ridiculous manner and becomes a Grim Reaper. It turns out that Grim Reapers are pretty much just like us except for that special job they have of escorting souls to the other side. The Reapers are broken up into divisions - Accidents, Murders, Maulings, etc, etc, etc...however, Reaping doesn't pay and so they all have to get day jobs. Jasmine Guy (Whitley from a Different World...jeez, I loved that show) is a meter maid by day and a reaper...well, whenever the ETD (Estimated Time of Death) of her mark of the day is. Their boss, a guy by the name of Rube played with fatherly charm and world-weary fatigue by Mandy Patinkin, hands out their daily marks on post-it notes. It's not nearly as glamorous (flossy, flossy) as you'd think.

In a related story - I saw the Sweeny Todd film this weekend and enjoyed it. Johnny Depp actually has a nice voice and Helena Bonham Carter was quite charming as Ms. Lovett. She's no Angela Lansbury or Patti LuPone but still. I knew some other people who were at the theatre at the same time and afterwards the inevitable discussion of movie vs. theatre production came up. One of the girls there said "I liked it more - I could never watch the theatre version because I can't accept Angela Lansbury as a singer." ...honestly.

here's Ms. Lansbury in one of my favorite songs from Sweeny Todd - A Little Priest.



and, even more entertaining and bizarre, Bea Arthur and Angela Lansbury singing Bosom Buddies from Mame! Love it...



and don't forget that classic Bedknobs and Broomsticks - kind of a Mary Poppins with a witchcraft twist...would probably never be allowed to made these days in order to protect our poor brainless children who are unable to form their own opinions (see: The Golden Compass, Harry Potter, the "old school" Sesame Street, etc, etc, etc)