so much stuff to babble about

Reading Manhattan Transfer by John Dos Passos, the most under appreciated American author of the first half of the 20th century and Jerusalem Inn - one of the Richard Jury books by Martha Grimes
The Demos did really good in the election, except in Utah, but that's to be expected.
My football Utes are tied for 2nd in the Mountain West Conference.
Enjoying "Fade Into Bluegrass" a Metallica tribune album performed by Iron Horse.
But the very most pressing issue of the day is Bond, James Bond. Went to a matinee of "Casino Royal" today. I never ever go to movies on opening weekend. But it's Bond, so exceptions must be made. I'm in love with James Bond again, not that it's ever gone away, just cooled down a few times.
But this is Bond like the Ian Fleming novels, this is Bond like Connery. This is the Bond I love the best.
The funniest thing about the audience (other than their lack of humor which I'm used to around here) was that, although the beach scenes are impressive (Daniel Craig looks very nice with his shirt off), the scene which got the gasping intake of air from audience members was the scene where he puts on his tux. Lovely.
You can tell men made the movie, there's a lot of skin - male and female. A female director or writer would've probably had him mostly in the tux or street clothes. The only thing that looks anywhere as good as a man in a well cut tux is a man in just right jeans.
It's a shame what happens to the Austin Martin, but it is a Bond movie.
I don't expect good from Bond movies, I expect to be entertained. I was entertained and pleasantly surprise that it was pretty good.
It's long, about 2 hours and 20 min, so closer to 3 with trailers and ads, but I only looked at my watch once. I was afraid the movie was over and had to check if there was any time left. There was. Hooray.
Best line, imho, Dame Judi Dench as M, "Christ, I miss the Cold War." A sentiment and topic of discussion a few times a year with my 35 and older friends.
Well, my nostalgic trip upstairs at the Salt Lake Roasting Company has me well caffeinated. It's funny looking around, I see everyone I used to know here back in the day, but it's not really them, just our replacements, even mine. The differences? Lap tops, cell phones, i-Pods. Damn, back in the day we had notebooks, books, newspapers and face-to-face conversation. I hate the things that coffee shops aren't anymore, but I do like the wireless access.