Poppin Bubbles

Well for all you Sex And The City (SATC) Fans, like myself, the day has finally arrived…The sequel to the very popular and highly successful movie based on the HBO series of the same name, was released to public audiences today. And yes, what a difference two years has made. I love everything SATC, I own the trivia game, a copy of the first movie, the CD from the first movie and have seen almost every entire episode of all 6 seasons, (NB it is six seasons and not seven ‘cause the last season had two parts). Anyway, two years ago, around this exact time, I was in full party planning mode for the release of the first movie and boy was that a party. Complete with our own signature cocktails, my girlfriend Wendi and I had a really good turnout and then we all went to view the movie on opening day. You can read about that experience in an earlier post, dated 6/5/08.

But fast forward two years to the present, and for some strange reason, I have not had the zeal or felt quite the same amount of excitement that I did for the first movie. Don’t get me wrong, I have all intentions of going to see the movie this weekend, but it is just going to be with much less fanfare. I heard that there are a lot of twists and plots that were kept top secret, and I even read in the latest issue of Marie Claire, (which BTW has Sarah Jessica Parker aka Carrie Bradshaw, the main character not only on the front, but also on the back cover. Hhhmmm, I wonder how many other actresses have had that distinction?) Anyway, I heard that the script was printed on paper that was treated so that it could not be photocopied or reproduced and leaked to the media. The producers sure did go through a lot of trouble to make sure that the movie’s plot was not revealed…LOL

SATC has a cult like following and a friend of mine, Rocky who works in this trendy boutique, siad women were coming into her store to get outfits to go to see the movie, spending upwards of $200. Last time around I had two outfits, one for the party and then one for the movie and I had on my I love SATC t-shirt, from SJP's Bitten clothing line. This time around, I haven't even so much as thought about what to wear. What a difference a couple years will make...

For all you fans out there, let me know what your SATC plans are and what you thought about the new movie!

After a year away, I was encouraged by a friend to return to posting on my blog, so here's a draft that I have had for some time and decided to post... Enjoy and look forward to my future posts as I rant vent, and wax poetic on the things that I observe and experience as I pop some more bubbles in this thing we call life....


As I was walking down Ferry St. yesterday, the lyrics to this song popped into my head, "...Maybe tomorrow I'll want to settle down, ... until tomorrow I'll just keep moving on..." which used to be the Theme song for the kids TV Show, "The Littlest Hobo". I had my own little slumdog moment, right there, where a past experience popped right into my head and was a point of reference for the way I was feeling. Oh and by the way, the show was about this dog who had no home, but kept going around to different homes/families and helping out in difficult circumstances, even helping to solve crimes and protect the families and at the end of the show, he would just leave, look back once and then trot off into his tomorrow. If you grew up in TT, or even watched Canadian or British TV, this show may ring a bell, it used come on around the same time as Circle Square and Kids Incorporated in the afternoons after school. Man kids TV back then was great, we had Super Gran, Dr. Who, Electric Company, and yes by far my all time favorite Sesame Street(the classic one of course, not the one where Elmo took over almost every scene). Anyway, I digress...



I felt like that little hobo, with my handbag, my laptop bag and my weekend case trudging around my old neighborhood, doing favors, dropping off stuff, doing some necessary banking, and enjoying the beautiful day. Had a lot on my mind, but I was thankful, for the small mercies provided. I had spent the last couple days at a friend's place helping out, then I was going to help another friend out and then I was going to put my stuff where I lay my head at night, at yet another friend's place. Hence the littlest hobo feeling... I am moving, and going through this transitionary period in my life right about now, has made me realize how much of a creature of comfort I am, and the fact that I crave stability and normalcy in my life. Relative term that normalcy i; for me it is that repetitious act that you do without a thought in your head. I miss 4732.