What the F**K is going on with the weather???

…I noticed that the commercial for Spiderman cuts a lot from the theatrical trailer, but manages to retain the scene with Kirsten Dunst’s nipples that Darren and I have been obsessing over. Which surprises me, because the shot really leaves very little to a PG-13 rated imagination.

I’m just saying, is all.

So, I’ve been asleep for the last 3 hours or so. I got home from work (that’s right, work. On a Sunday.) around 2:30, read a magazine, and the next thing I know, it’s 7. This weekend’s committee was very exhausting, and somewhat irritating, but I’m told this year’s committee went much more smoothly than last year’s, and that I’m at least partially responsible for that. Go figure.

That’s not to say the weekend wasn’t without entertainment. One of the things about scholarship applications is that, like movies, a lot of them will have poor writing, poor editing, or just sloppy execution in general. One writer actually wrote: “My goats are my inspiration.” I’m not kidding. Now, never mind the fact that the writer meant “goaLs”, not “goaTs” – it’s just a poorly constructed argument to begin with. The “goats” thing just made it that much more entertaining.

Tonight’s probably going to be an early night (providing I can get back to sleep), and then it’s back to normal tomorrow. The light at the end of this tunnel is Lewis Black at the Stress Factory this Friday.

Here’s an interesting article glommed from my favourite source, BBC News Online – I say it’s interesting because the writer basically sets aside the ratings and declares David Letterman to be, after Johnny Carson, essentially the God of Late Night.
The long arm of Letterman

I missed BlogChat, and literally everyone on my buddy list has gone to bed. *sigh* Maybe I’ll read a little.

EW.com | Space Ghost reports from the U.S. Comedy Festival
The thin mountain air here is chockful of comedy and moisture. Just this morning I broke bread with superstar Adam Sandler when he initiated eye contact with me in the parking lot outside the Opera House. When I approached him about a possible interview and maybe some money for food, he suggested that I not touch his coat.

Comedian Meany Arrested at San Francisco Airport
“He got into a little jostling match with the National Guard, and at some point his hand came into contact with the butt of the gun,” Ratti says, adding that he doesn’t believe Meaney was intentionally trying to grab the weapon.

Crowe sorry over Bafta outburst

Crooner Uses Computers to Replace Sheet Music

(Just as an aside…you’ll note he’s using Macs…)