it's a tuesday night...

Darby O'Gill and the Little People comes out on DVD this year. It shall be mine, even if it doesn't have the leprechaun commentary boy is demanding.

We attempted to watch Bush address the nation, but it was having an adverse effect on my blood pressure and tooth integrity, so I switched to the Munsters. It took boy a few minutes to realize I'd actually changed the channel. I think the laugh track finally gave it away. I'm rather peeved. 24 was supposed to be on tonight. I prefer the president on that show to the one we actually have.

I've been watching Magical Legend of the Leprechauns. For a made-for-TV movie, it's actually not that bad. I'd rather see Darby O'Gill, though this movie *also* has a James Bond (Roger Daltrey). It also has several other easily recognized actors. It's fun, at least.

Note to self: Roger Moore + Timothy Dalton ≠ Roger Daltrey. I'm ashamed of you. You actually like The Who. What kind of drugs are you on, anyhow?

I've also told boy that he has the perfect ringlets to be an Irish step-dancer. What? He'd need to know how to dance? piffle. His hair alone could win.

The most pressing problem with using real soap is that it produces real soap scum.