Weird Look-A-Like Things London

i cannot use caps--the shift key is in a weird place. those of you that may have read my french ramblings a few years ago will remember how fond i am of foreign keyboards--not much. so no caps, which is also nothing new for me in general use because i don't cap in posts or in emails, but i do try to observe some semblance of professionalism while blogging (stop laughing).

annnnyyyyywwaaaaaaay. on the flight yesterday--wow, is there more to that story, but will have to wait until i'm rested--i looked up from my seat in the fantabulous business seating and you will never guess who was sitting in front of us. seriously, go ahead and guess. you won't get it. i'll wait.
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jack black. i did a quintuple take and then asked the girl next to me who, as soon as i said, 'jack black' pointed to him. so i wasn't the only one. naturally, i was intrigued ebcause why would jack black be flying business class and not first class and why would be fly out of dulles. so, i had to get up and walk around and look. the full frontal facial view didn't have such a strong resemblence, but i am still reserving final call until i do some research.

then, tonight, we went to see wicked--best musical i've seen in a long, long, long time--and at intermission, i nearly tripped over a guy who looked really familar. cary--are you reading? i swear, it was brad the delt's twin. it was eery. he was with a woman and a child--the woman didn't look anythign like the chick--lisa?--frm college--at least not that my feeble memory can remember, but who knows. it was uber strange and if it wasn't him then he has a twin running around the uk at this very moment.

have had almost no sleep since i got up at 5.30 tuesday morning--it's after 11 wednesday night here, so i am leaving and will try to do a better, less psycho blog tomorrow when i've slept and showered.