Minnesota may never have its full complement of senators. The country may decide that all the ruckus Coleman and Frankin are causing is reason enough for their fine state to forfeit one senator from here on out. Think of it as an eternal time out.

Taken is a pretty awesome movie. Think of it as a Bourne movie, only with Bourne being quite a bit older and motivated primarily by love for his kidnapped daughter, and without the CIA, and no amnesia, and set in France, and without a guy named Bourne. So, not like the Bourne movies at all, actually.

I have some pretty amazing friends. In related news, I routinely curse the stubbornness of geography and look forward to the advent of teleportation.

I was asked today if I had kids, and if I would therefore know about modern shifts in written language brought about by texting, IM, and LOLcats. I gave the questioner a withering look.

The fact that the latest winner of the Westminster Dog Show is named Stumpy cracks me up.

I apparently shook somebody’s perceptions of me this morning by quoting from the movie So I Married An Axe Murderer. Yes. I love that film. I hated it the first time I saw it, but the second time it suddenly transformed into one of the funniest movies I’d ever seen. I quote from a lot of movies, but that and The Princess Bride probably account for most of my random movie quotes. I wish I could quote Euripides or Shaw with as much ease, but I can’t.

My neighbor (the one who had the medical emergency last Sunday) hasn’t come back to her apartment yet. Her mother stopped by earlier this week to let me know that the daughter had had a seizure before going into her diabetic coma and was still in the ICU.

My friend apparently dreamed that my mom gave birth to octuplets and that this ruined my sister’s wedding. Apparently everyone was mad at everyone. I’d like to make it clear that my mom has not, in fact, given birth to octuplets.

The End.