The Mind Wanders

I watched "Casino Royale" yesterday, and enjoyed it. Daniel Craig certainly kept my attention, but I couldn't help but make the same comparison that I always make with 007 movies that don't star Sean Connery. He's no Sean Connery.

There were lots of scenes with him in his neat car, and at one time he had to try to jolt his own heart back to life, but, of course, he broke a wire off of the defibrillator he carried in the glove compartment, and his girlfriend saved the day. He seemed to be a much more fragile type than Sean Connery ever was.

But, his recuperative powers were amazing. In one scene that was extremely painful to watch, he had been captured by the bad guy, and they sat him naked on a chair that had the rattan seat removed. If that wasn't uncomfortable enough, the villain proceeded to question him, and when he wouldn't give him the answer, he had this leather-looking strap with a hard ball on the end of it, and he swung it under the chair - I can't go on. The pain. But, then, just a few days later, maybe only two days, he is not only walking easily, he's able to, ahem, cohabit with the girl friend.

Now, I may be an old lady, but even I know it would probably take months to recover from the kind of injury he had - if ever.

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Have you been watching "Dancing With Heather Mills" - er - I mean "Dancing With The Stars"? I missed it last week, but I'm glad I watched it tonight. In case you didn't see it, I'll describe the highlight for you. Heather and her partner were doing the Mambo, or some South American dance that they always do to the strains of a 1950s Top Ten American number, like "Papa Loves Mambo".

Suddenly, Heather gave a big kick and her leg flew high into the air, slowly spinning as it fell, like a cheerleader's baton. It was like watching something in slow motion. Like the trouper she is, Heather caught the leg on her stump, where it clicked into place with specially-made clasps, and she dropped into the splits for a grand exit, hands in the air like a gymnast. The crowd went wild.

OK, Ok, it never happened, but you've been hoping it would, haven't you? Come on, admit it.

Actually, nothing exciting happened - nothing. Maybe next week.

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Can't wait until tomorrow night. American Idol! Don't you just live for it? Sanjaya is STILL THERE! I'm expecting Simon's head to explode if he gets to go on to next week's show. Methinks there will be some changes made in the voting next year.

I won'der what kind of excuse the producers will give when Sanjaya is still there about three shows from the end. My guess is they will probably have to have Tanya Harding kneecap him and put him out of commission.

Quality entertainment, that's what I'm all about!