Dubya is a Rice Queen?
The Dubster is hosting Japanese Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi today in a tour of Graceland. Over the past week, there has been much talk of their fondness for each other, especially of how Koizumi once serenaded the D Man with Elvis' I Want You, I Need You, I Love You. Now I'm not saying the two are gay -- far from it (they're frankly not cool enough). However I do find it highly amusing that the Commander in Chief is so taken with a Japanese Elvis nut. The levels of campiness in this relationship have always apparently been high, but today's visit to the final resting place of The King is the glittery cherry atop a bizarre diplomatic cream pie.
Tee hee! "Cream Pie." ...
Daxie update:
He let me sleep through the night. I did throw him off the bed around 5:45am and shut him out for the next 45 minutes while I went back to bed and he was amazingly quiet. Tonight, Emerson comes back into his life. It will be very interesting to see how the two adjust; Daxie, to having another cat in a house that has essentially been all his for 3 weeks, and Emerson, to being back with his old pal in brand new territory. As long as nobody poops on the carpet, I'll be a happy camper.
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From the fine editorial crew at Amazon.com:
As sequels go, Poltergeist II has the advantage of retaining most of the original film's cast (although the absence of the actress Dominique Dunne, a murder victim, is not explained). It's still not enough to turn this dreary outing into a passable horror movie. The terrorized Freeling family has moved from their haunted house, but the bothersome ghosties are not finished with them yet. The lame scares include a sequence built around Craig T. Nelson swallowing a demon worm from a tequila bottle and then regurgitating it. Far more frightening is the wizened face of theater legend Julian Beck, who appears as a foreboding old guy with bad news for the Freelings: "Yer all gonna die!"
I know I can blame the vast majority of my weirdness on this movie...but, I think Daxie needs to come up with his own story...fast...
I blame the fur.
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