Ever since I saw Sicko I've had 59th Street Bridge Song playing on low rotation in my head. It keeps popping up unexpectedly and I keep humming it - badly.
Also owing to that movie is my newfound desire to learn French and to move to France. I am now wondering if it is possible to find a French man who quite likes really quite un-chic, plain, fat women. Probably not. It's quite a hard thing to do here in that land that created bogan.