Oh yes. Time for me to steal someone's credit card. The world is being reshaped to fit my own desires, it would seem.

While I'm on the subject of Antipopper: so, so right about Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle. That's FULL. THROTTLE. Drew Barrymore is God. Sadly I have been unable to find a suitable image to illustrate this: either the Bowie-as-female-wrestler or 'JERK'-in-marker-on-forearm would be ideal... I'm on a summer blockbuster film mission for the next month: he machines will rise, but more importantly, ARRR! It be almost time for Pirates of the Caribbean, me hearties. This movie looks unbelievably fun.

Things are good, still. In case anyone was wondering, as far as I'm concerned, there is no trouble in paradise. The road can be a little bumpy, but that's as far as it goes.