Blue Torches

Stephen Fry in "Anything more would be Greedy." 1989



More... or is that greedy?

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Snooker anyone??




More Jamie

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Grunny!! I'll try and find more later.



Some Jamie behind the cut

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I took this from amysusanne. I wasn't tagged because I'm not popular and I'm not tagging anyone for...well, the same reason. But I love music and have been listening alot and wanted to play.


1. Beside You/Charley Bird
2. In the Darkest Place/Elvis Costello and Burt Bacharach
3. Grey in LA/Loudon Wainwright III
4. So Bad/Paul McCartney
5. Hawaii 5-0/The Ventures
6. The Moon is a Harsh Mistress/Joe Cocker
7. Beautiful Disaster (live)/Kelly Clarkson

At the Groucho Club, Oct 2006, plus others

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June 25, 2007. George Michael's B-day party.

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Why is this woman so freakin' popular? She might be the most annoying person on television, and if not, she certainly has the biggest mouth. Literally. I'm at least comforted by the fact that I'm not alone in my RR distaste. This blog made me giggle and feel unjustly happy.

http://finarelli.com/blog/2007/01/30/why-i-hate-rachael-ray/

Does anyone else want to see The Last Mimzy? I kinda do. I like that sort of thing. My God, I'm inarticulate. Geesh. *Kinda*, *sort of*...pathetic.

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This laundry soap ad cracks me up. Why don't we have naughty ads like this here in the US?

I dunno why, but I love this photo of Stephen. (Listen to me...all like I know him or something).

You marry her off to the good Captain of course.

Posted in honor of Julie Andrew's Screen Actor's Guild career honor this evening. Plus, Christopher Plummer is yummy!


A few months ago, I got lost in the parking lot at the Kodak Center at Hollywood and Highland. It must have been a hundred degrees in that stinky, sweaty place. And I wandered around for nearly half hour, losing all sense of direction. I decided I needed to go up a few levels (when really, I need to go down...but there you go) So, I get on the elevator filled with steamy, sweaty touristy types and who should join us but Julie Andrews - dressed in an elegent black and white sparkly gown, wheeling her hubby Blake Edwards. She seemed a little taken aback at having to be scrunched against the wall with a bunch of mere mortals, causing me to wonder why a star attending a big event at the Kodak Center would be in *that* elevator in the first place. She just stared at the buttons, no doubt praying we would stop so she could get the hell out of there. No one said anything to her, because I think we were all a little in shock that Julie freaking Andrews was on the elevator with us. She is lovely. A true legend type.

Cappuccino foam froths about on Stephen Fry's lips.

Stephen Tyler, on vacation in Hawaii. I could have been happy never having seen these...but I might as well share the distress. ( oh my eyes )

As a long time fan of Peter O'Toole, I'm thrilled he was nominated for another Oscar. He should have won for "My Favorite Year," but that's mucho aqua under the bridge. He's the sentimental choice, but probably won't snag it. Why is it many of my all time favorite actors are hard drinkin', hard livin' bad boy British blokes? Except Hugh, who isn't wild or bad, but he covers the bases on TV. I'm disappointed Jack wasn't nominated, but hey - he's won his share. Is this Helen Mirren's year or what? I love her. The Queen indeed. The "Litte Miss Sunshine" love warmed the cockles of my heart. Speaking of, Steve Carell - darling - you MUST attend the Paley Fest Office panel. It just won't be the same without you.

I'll probably burn in hell for saying this, but I was already so sick of "Dreamgirls" that I secretly smiled just a little when it wasn't nominated. Not fair, I know...but this is what happens when the hype machine skittles out of control. I used to listen to the soundtrack over and over again when I was in high school. I absolutely loved it. Great music.

My new favorite show that's not House? Extras. Ricky Gervais is genuis. My God, his skewering of show biz is simply dead on perfect. He was on Letterman last night. Yet ANOTHER quick witted Brit. Is there something in the water on that side of the pond?

Off to watch American Idol. Yes, it's my guilty pleasure. Yes. I like Simon. Moobs, high waisters and all.

You are The Lovers

Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.

The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.

Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than "Lovers." Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.

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