It'll be Albin O'Kuhn with me?
Sure. Why not.
One of the women in the office brought me a picture of Orlando Bloom with some Maori women at the Return of the King premiere. I don't know why she did this, but I'm not complaining. It's a good picture.
Speaking of Return of the King, I didn't go to see it last night, although I planned to. I got almost to the theatre (a half-hour walk through the yuck) and checked out the closest bus stop for a schedule of departures . . . and learned that the last bus on the route I needed would be leaving minutes BEFORE the movie ended- assuming that the movie started on time and that there weren't too many previews or commercials ahead of it. I wasn't keen on getting up and leaving before the end, so I had to opt out. Disappointing.
Urg, it's been over an hour and my wrists and ankles are still damp. Miserable rain!