Starlet Showcase is rapidly becoming my favourite blog for its economy of opinion and quality of images. It was Parker who suggested I turn my bckgd black. I'm not convinced. Do let me know your opinion. Yeah, I know commenting is time consuming, but cough it up anyway, boys; you know I hang on your every word.
And here's a collection of entries from a blog I stumbled across while time-wasting (I hate myself). But tell me, is this a great idea or what? I was so disappointed when I found out it was a school project and not something I could put on my Amazon wish list.
Pickable stuff seems to have been a bit thin on the ground this past couple of weeks. Perhaps I've just been too busy to notice, too jaded to care, or perhaps everyone's been using up way too much space on Paul Newman's demise. Syrupy obituaries nauseate me. He was good. Now he's dead. Leave the grieving to his family. I prefer widespread, historical suffering. This is a far more fascinating article which Orlando drew my attention to. Much tougher reading than some gooey treatise on Newman's rich, successful and clearly rewarding life, and if he was half the man I think he was, Newman would be the first to point it out.
