Who is the little girl who lives in the Plaza in New York? _“Hi! I am Eloise. I live on the top floor._” This is your source for all things Eloise, including information on the book re-releases and the upcoming movie and possible TV show. I couldn’t find the lyrics to Kay Thomson’’s song, nor could I find it anywhere as an MP3 or anything else. I don’t want to deprive Ms Thompson’s estate of any royalties, but I’d really like to listen to that song for some strange reason.

One of my favorite people has started her own diaryland journal: Intemperance. If ever there was someone perfect for journal writing, it’s she. She’s just getting started, but you can expect some good things here.

Honeycomb’s big, yeah yeah yeah. It’s not small, no no no! That’s a link to a page full of 70s kids TV stuff. Theme songs, commercials, etc. The fellow used to watch TV with a tape recorder running, offering commentary as he watched. Now, all of his hard work has culminated in a webpage chock full of .au files. Joy! When I was small, in the early 70s, I got to eat honeycomb cereal when I visited my maternal grandmother. The youngest of my aunts & uncles were kids (older kids, but kids just the same), so there was always kid’s cereal there to eat. And honeycomb was my favorite. Then I got old enough (eventually) to buy my own cereal, and homeycomb it was. Blech! What happened to it? I swear what they’re passing off now isn’t what they used to have.

From Slate: Attack of the Giant Shopping Carts!!! Have you noticed how huge carts have gotten? Giant sport utility shopping carts. Some people say buggies – it won’t be long before we’ll need to hitch mules to the things just to get to the dairy aisle in the back of the store. Or perhaps train tracks in the aisles to make things easier. The carts could have those nifty up & down pumping levers like good old-fashioned handcars. Several stores around here have already installed cup holders on the shopping carts. Cup holders!

Oven Key is a home based business specializing in world wide web home pages and wooden kitchen utensils. However, Oven Key does not make spoons or scoops. Luckily, the Spoon Lady does. Oy! The background music!

Whoever said politicians aren’t witty? A scuffle on the Alabama House floor was preceeded by the following repartee: “You go to hell,” Holmes told White. “You go there, too,” White replied. “Go straight to hell,” Holmes snapped back.

I got notified this morning that I’ve been accepted into the VirginConnect program. No, it’s not a dating service for sexual neophytes. It’s a program by Virgin Entertainment that allows you to “rent-to-own” an internet appliance (the WebPlayer, similar to the i-opener from netpliance) for $50 a year, including unlimited internet access. For the first 10000 people, the first year is free. I don’t have a computer at home, so I signed up. It may be an easy way to write weblog entries without having to lug my work laptop home and back. It may be a fun toy to poke at. It may be a doorstop. We’ll see. I can always send it back if it’s a piece of junk.

This weblog is the number one result when you use the AOL search engine for “apartments athens georgia”. So why couldn’t I sublet when I moved in February and then get stuck paying double rent for two months? Oh… if anyone from University Gardens Apartments is reading this, I’ll pay you that last month’s worth. Really I will. Just not now, and not all at once. If you wouldn’t have rejected every candidate I brought in, we wouldn’t be having this discussion, and you’d be several hundred dollars richer.

The internet is a wonderful, wonderful thing. Today’s case in point: Anita Liberty. A few months ago I taped a fun short movie off of the Independent Film Channel titled Anita Liberty. It was a featured short at the 1997 Sundance Film Festival. The main character, Anita, is a New York performance artist/poet who has devoted her entire career to humiliating her ex-boyfriend Mitchell, who left her after a number of years for a woman named Heather. It was full of silly poems with lines like “I was thinking of you today. No… wait… I was wrong. I was thinking of someone else. " Somehow Anita comes across as both lovable and pathetic. Empathetic and laughable. The film was only 18 minutes long, but it made me both laugh at her antics and think about mine (I was a Mitchell to someone else’s Anita in my not-too-distant past, though there was no Heather).

Now, thanks to the internet, I see that there’s much more to the Anita Liberty universe that I knew nothing about. The film was but one of Anita’s products. There are books (of poetry and… uh… self-help). There was an HBO series. There are public appearances. There are recordings. A multi-pronged attack on Mitchell. Anita is really a character superbly created by comedian Suzanne Weber. Now that I know there’s all these other things out there, I’ll look for them.

I’m sorry, Kim. I wasn’t at all meaning to imply you are pathetic, but rather that I’m a heartless bastard. But since I said it in a typically heartless bastardly way, I was easily misunderstood.