I lost a post this morning - argh. I am looking forward to upgrading my computer OS in the near future. Apple will soon be releasing Tiger. Don't know when or how I'll upgrade, but it will be soon. I also want to get the near 1000 photos off my hard drive and onto CDs so they don't eat up so much space.

Bruce and I saw House of Flying Daggers last night (both of us were disappointed) and besides being distracted by the rude audience members doing such things as talking on cell phones, I noticed a movie poster for Girls in Pants, the selfsame book I finished reading yesterday. The book was good, but man, I got tired of getting up to blow my nose and dry my eyes. Sob sob, boo hoo, sniffle snuff. Wads of damp used tissue cascaded down my lap and made playthings for Keaton -- who is in the doghouse big time for climbing up the ledge and knocking Bruce's hookah onto the floor, breaking the base off and denting the hardwood flooring in the process. Bad kitty.

Though the movie was un-stellar, there were two previews that gave me some hope:

+ A new Jet Li, Unleashed.
+ The Interpreter with Nicole Kidman.

While I was poking around for sites, I discovered that they've turned Because of Winn-Dixie into a movie. The preview did not excite me. What do you think? I've already gone into personal detail with some of you about my lack of enthusiasm for the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory film, despite my intense love for Johnny Depp and Tim Burton. When is the movie world going to acknowledge that Willy Wonka is three feet tall, has a black, pointy beard, and wears bottle green pants? AT LEAST give me the pants, Mr Burton! Please!

But not to fear, for Johnny and Mr Burton have something in store for Halloween that may make up for the mess they are making of Roald Dahl's book: Corpse Bride. Mwah ah ah!

Today I gathered info on my favorite authors' upcoming books. Diana Wynne Jones has a new one coming in MARCH, which makes me so happy. She just had her 70th birthday. I hope that woman never dies. Robin McKinley won the Mythopoeic Award for Adult Fantasy for Sunshine which made me want to write her a letter of congratulations. I love her. I want to be her when I grow up - her AND DWJ. That's my Life Goal: to become an odd and fascinating combination of Diana Wynne Jones and Robin McKinley. I got the odd part down. Now I just need to write some fabulous children's books and move to England.

(If you aren't familiar with the Mythopoeic Society, you should be - the winning books make an awesome reading list.) (Unless your name is Susan W.; then it's just plain hell.)