Tuesday, November 26, 2002
Dear Diary:

Bravo had a Harrison Ford double bill on this weekend--Clear and Present Danger and Patriot Games.

Oh bliss.

Oh thrills.

And a couple of raptures.

I have seen most Harrison Ford movies oh, I don't know, probably a bazillion times each. But because he's been My Personal Lust Object since American Graffiti came out, I would be perfectly happy to watch them another bazillion times or so.

You know, in case there's a nuance I've missed.

Have I mentioned that he gets soaking wet in Patriot Games?

Yes, yes he does. But it's completely integral to the plot and it's not some cheap ploy to show off his manly physique.

Not that I, personally, would ever have any problem with cheap ploys in Harrison Ford movies, of course.

Mmmmmm, cheap ploys. Is it just me, or is it suddenly very warm in here? Oh. Wait. At my age we could be talking about hot flashes.

Nevermind.

Because Bravo played the two movies consecutively, Decisions Had To Be Made.

Oh, I could have gobbled them down, but I prefer to savour my Harrison goodness. I had the spousal unit tape Patriot Games so I could watch it last night.

Now you might think that watching Harrison Ford movies a bazillion times might be a bit wearing for the spousal unit. You might, but you would be terribly, terribly wrong. The spousal unit has become a great fan of My Personal Lust Object's oeuvre, mostly because he claims that there is a direct correlation between the frequency of marital duties and the frequency of Harrison Ford movies.

I regard this as an outright canard.

But, well, by a very odd co-incidence, we did um, er, ah bat two for two.

Maybe it's just as well there isn't an all Harrison Ford channel. While I most definitely Have My Needs, I just don't have that kind of stamina any more.

--Marn

P.S.--As Kittykatne rightfully reminded me, I was bordering on personal details about the spousal unit without using the required words: wangitude, stamina and prowess. Wouldn't want to leave THAT out, eh?

P.P.S.--If you're doing any of your Christmas shopping at Amazon this year, why not do it through Blue Sphere? Five per cent of what you spend will be donated by Amazon to Blue Sphere, and will be given to the Foster Parents Plan of Canada.

Yep, you get to make a large corporation cough up five per cent of its profits AND at no cost to yourself you get to help some poor kids out. What's not to love about that, eh?

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