If anyone who has seen the movie Better than Chocolate could tell me the name of the song playing in the background during the scene where Maggie and Kim are in Kim's van, as it's being towed…I'd really appreciate it.

Thanks.

Just a quick note to tell you that I managed to remove the image from the archive pages at the blog…which means no more issues with grey-on-dark-brown.

Tucked into a forested valley in the middle of Northern California's Coastal Mountain Range, is the small and little-known village of Idyllwild. History says that it was originally a mining camp, and that after the Gold Rush was over, it became known as a retreat for artists and writers who wished to escape from high society. By the middle of the twentieth century, Idyllwild had become a full-blown artists' colony, boasting an array of shops and restaurants not generally found in such a comparatively small place. Despite this, it has remained largely obscure, and while the population now includes dot-com divas and an assortment of telecommmuters, the general sense is that everyone who lives there is subtly different from the whole of society.

Above the village, perched on a broad plateau just below the peak of the highest mountain, is The School. It's a structure that manages to incorporate many and varied architectural styles without being garish, and it boasts panoramic views of the rugged coastline and the ocean beyond, as well as a more peaceful view of the sheltered village below, though no one is quite certain how this is possible.

Students and teachers refer to the sprawling institution as “The Academy” or ISOMATA. Brochures, should one be lucky enough to come across any, refer to it as “Idyllwild School of Music and the Arts” but some rare people have claimed that this is a cover, and that the real purpose of the school is to serve as the west coast's educational facilty for young witches and wizards of extraordinary talent. The real name of the place, they claim, is Idyllwild School of Magic and the Arcane.

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If you're reading this you've been invited to help do some world building, using the world of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter novels , but translating them to an American setting without feature characters, as the basis of new MUSH.

I've created a filter called Idyllwild. Those of you who know what it is, have been added. Anyone who wants to know what it is, please ask me or , and if you want to be part of it, I'll add you.

Sorry for the mystery…we're not ready to go public with this yet.

Swiped from .

Your Years at Hogwarts by nevermindless
Name:
The Sorting Hat places you in:	Slytherin (Green and Silver)
Subject you are naturally best at:	All of them.
Your favorite book:	Important Modern Magical Discoveries
Pet you bring to school:	A salamander. He lives in your house’s fireplace.
You are most known for:	Getting atleast one howler a month.
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Anita~ You are Anita Blake! The entire series
revolves around your complicating life. You
currently have two boyfriends, Micah and Jean
Claude. You are Bolverk for the local werewolf
pack (which means you punish the naughty ones)
and are Nimira of a pard of wereleopards. For a
living you are an animator (which means you
raise corpses for a living) and are a licenced
vampire executioner. You have led a life full
of adventure and danger and truthfully you
would have it no other way.

Which Anita Blake Character are you?
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And then again, I don't wish, because I really wouldn't want her life for longer than a day or so.

I'm having that feeling of “I don't feel sick, but I really am not in the mood to be at work today, because if I was curled up at home, I could write or listen to moody music, or, or, or…”

It's the grown up version of post-holiday senioritis, I think.

Playing hooky is NOT just for kids.

I originally saw this mentioned in 's journal, but it didn't register. It registered when I saw it in 's journal.

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Your Patronus is the Snake! The snake is a symbol
of healing, hunting and fertility. He is also
the mascot of Slytherin House.

That your Patronus is a snake says that you are a
cunning person. You also tend to have a healing
influence on others…and you're a bit of a
horny little git, aren't you? ;) Keep your
focus on the more permanent things of life and
you will be a fantastic witch or wizard!

What is Your Patronus? Version 1
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Instructions to the Audience, from “The Frogs”
(by Stephen Sondheim)

Please don't cough.
It tends to throw the actors off.
Have some respect for Aristophanes
And please
Don't cough.

Please don't squeak.
We haven't oiled the seats all week.
You wouldn't want to miss a single word of Greek,
It's hard enough for us to hear each other speak
So please,
Don't squeak.

If you see flaws, please,
No loud guffaws, please,
Only because, please,
There are politer ways.

As for applause, please,
When there's a pause, please,
Although we welcome praise,
The echo sometimes lasts for days…

(Days…days…days…days…)

But first

(Days…days…days…days…)

Don't take notes
To show us you know all the famous quotes.
And when you disapprove, don't clear your throats
Or throw your crumpled programs, coins and coats
Or tell your neighbor scintillating anecdotes.
And please, refrain
From candy wrapped in cellophane.

If we should get rhetorical,
Please don't curse.
Wait til it's allegorical,
And in verse!
If we should get satirical,
Don't take it wrong.
And if, by a sudden miracle
A tune should appear that's lyrical,
Don't hum along.

When we are waxing humorous,
Please don't wane.
The jokes are obscure but numerous…
We'll explain.

When we are waxing serious,
Don't squirm or laugh.
It starts when we act mysterious.
And if you're in doubt, don't query us.
I'll signal you when we're serious.
(It's in the second half.)

(Half…half…half…half…)

But first…
Please, don't swim.
The theater is a temple, not a gym.
We may be in the middle of a sacred hymn,
So please,
Don't swim.

Don't say, “What?”
To every line you think you haven't got.
And if you're in a snit because you've missed the plot
(Of which, I admit, there's not an awful lot),
Still don't
Say, “What?”

Do not intrude, please,
When someone's nude, please.
She's there for mood, please,
And mustn't be embraced.
If we are crude, please,
Don't sit and brood, please.
Let's not be too strait-laced –
The author's reputation isn't based
On taste.

So please, don't fart –
There's very little air and this is art.
And should we get offensive, don't lose heart.
Pretend it's just the playwright being smart.
Eventually we'll get to the catharsis, then depart.

But first
We start!

(Italics represent spoken lines. The repeated words in parentheses are chorus lines.)