I know that I saw Lou Diamond Phillips on The Big Hit a few years ago, but at that stage I had not reaquainted myself with La Bamba, so it was not quite as exciting as seeing him on Numb3rs today.In fact, I was so excited I could only manage to breathlessly gasp Gully's name to shift his attention to the television (he was on the phone). It was like the plane had never crashed, and Richie Valens was still alive.
It doesn't matter how many times I watch the movie, it doesn't matter that I know that he is going to get on that plane and the inevitable will happen, but dammit he was so close. So close.
A much greater cause for excitement, however, is that David Hasselhoff is going to be on Rove Live tomorrow night. I can't wait. I* am going to set the recorder to tape it in the morning to ensure that I don't miss it. (*I = Gully).
The Hoff!
In other news, I got my PC fixed today (apparently the power supply and motherboard were both fucked, note to self: do not pull plug out of powerboard when computer is on), yesterday we cleaned the courtyard and have not thrown out the rubbish yet, and I am not allowed to get another fish because Gully thinks The Lone Ranger (aka Snoopy) will eat it. Which is probable because he can look Lake Placidly menacing at times.
He might let me get a rabbit, though.
