Musical artists next on my list:

• Vidoll
• Phantasmagoria
• Rentrer en Soi

And the pile of Chinese pop lies forgotten on the floor…

There was a snow day today, on account of below-zero temperatures. Yahoo.

Now, anecdotal moment!*

(Standing alone in the kitchen)
Orlando: (holding four kitchen knives behind his back while affecting the air of a subservient butler) Perhaps you would like a cleaver between the eyes along with your breakfast, Señor Lang? (manic gleam enters his eyes as he brings knives in front of him) Or perhaps an open heart surgery without anesthesia???

(Grace walks in)
Grace: … Orlando… what are you doing?
Orlando: (pauses in the act of brandishing his knives) Uhhhh… I was just… thinking.
Grace: "Thinking"??? Please, Orlando, put those away. Calm yourself.
Orlando: Calm? Calm??? Grace, I am calm! Can't you see this aura of calmness surrounding my face? I am EXTREMELY CALM!!

* Rough English approximation from memory. Brought to you by Besos Robados, a Peruvian telenovela of a decidedly tawdry caliber. Yet, regrettably, I watch it on a regular basis every Saturday. (That's one of the only benefits of living in America, by the way: free Spanish-language channel!) Trashiness aside, the premise wasn't too bad at first, but the characters and the story of late are beginning a deathward spiral, and Orlando, el chofer, is really the only fun character left on the show. Too bad he's in love with Fernanda, who I personally think is una bruja. And the reason Orlando was fantasizing about killing Samuel Lang (the sleazy and morally questionable abogado) in the above scene was because Samuel had started romancing Fernanda, and Orlando couldn't do anything about it because he's a servant and of a different social class. Not a very good show, anyway. Better than the Mexican ones, though. Y supongo que esté mejorando mi español…