Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron

It amuses me that I watch the pretty horsie movie Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron and two things immediately happen. I go on a Bryan Adams music binge (I have all his CDs up through On A Day Like Today) and I have to quash the desperate impulse to go ceaselessly pester tsaiko for more of her stories Race the Wind and the East/West of the Sun/Moon pretty. *.* Hoooooorsies.... *drool*

>.> Maybe I should attempt centaurs. Or shapeshifters. Or something. Hmm.