Yesterday I was driving down my street and a generic pigeony-looking bird was walking across and I could have ignored it, but I paid attention, and it turns out it was some kind of quail or bobwhite, not a regularly seen bird in my neighborhood. So that was interesting if you are me.
In the afternoon I went to Ikea for the first time with LarryFeathers because he wanted a new bed. Ikea has some good stuff, that's for sure, but is it worth the total spanking it delivers? It was bad, and the place wasn't even busy. So, don't go there if you are tired or hungry or cranky because you will be in there for a minimum 90 minutes unless you know exactly what you want and where to get it, and don't get anything that is too big to put in your car, and take a strong friend because the people that work there sure as heck won't help you get heavy boxes off the shelves, and ask for Frannie in the bed area because she is the only helpful person we met, but she is only there until today becuse she works in the Connecticut store and was only here to help with the grand opening. But if you just want some picture frames or plates it is OK, and they had some nice sheets and shower curtains. And it smells like cinnamon rolls, so that's nice too.
I finished A Long Way Down, and I liked it, but didn't love it. I reckon it will be a movie eventually, with this possible casting:
Martin: Hugh Grant or Collin Firth, whichever one is available
Maureen: The lady from Keeping Up Appearances or a frumped-up Emma Thompson
JJ: They guy who played Ben on Felicity
Jess: hmm...some young no-name angsty Brit-teen
I wouldn't go to see it, but I'd get it on PPV.
October 1 is on a Saturday, and I will make some pumpkin bread that day to celebrate. Only 23 more days or something like that.
I think Harry Connick Jr. is swell.