Betty White Gave Me An Enema.....

.....was a dream I had the other night. And no, I'm not joking. Anyone care to interpret THAT??

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First of all...thanks to a night at Parrish's Pub in Oxford 2 weeks ago I was led to Pandora Internet Radio. It is really cool...but unless I can try to think of a different group of artists, it's basically an online iPod. I made some mixes, but alot of the stuff is already on my iPod....so it's not totally useless, only cool if I don't wanna open iTunes.

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So, just like last year, this year's movie marathon had some odd similarities. I guess I didn't blog about it last year b/c I can't find it, but if I can remember it was stuff like most of the movies took place in Chicago, were John Hughes movies, same actors, things like that.

WELLLL...I noticed some stuff from this year.

Of course, Rocky and Rambo had Sylvester Stallone in them....BUT James Cameron co-wrote Rambo: First Blood Part II. We watched Terminator 2....which was written & directed by James Cameron.

The people who produced Rocky also produced The Karate Kid. Same director for Rocky I and Karate Kid's. Bill Conti also did the music for both.

Superman 4 & Star Wars were both scored by (the GREAT) John Williams. Also, surely somewhere in the Futurama series they had to have at least mentioned Star Wars. If not...at least they're both Sci-Fi.

I don't really know if Die Hard 2 had any connections...I wasn't awake for it to notice any, and I can't think of any off the top of my head. Unless you can count Willis, Stallone, and Shwarz.....Swarz.....Arnold did the whole Planet Hollywood thing.

Oh, and I guess Turtles II kinda stands alone.

But yeah it was good.....maybe next time we'll split it up into 2 12hour days.

Meeting Celebrities Is Phun

Something must be wrong with me....I have contemplated 2 very deep issues, and I haven't been able to take a firm stand AGAINST yet:

1. iPhone
2. Twitter account

The iPhone isn't a problem b/c I barely have enough to pay my rent at the beginning of the month (oh wait....did I pay for March yet???) .....so I'm not gonna shell out chedda cheez for the stupid thing, even though I can see myself having one--but NOT be part of the iPhone crowd. I would be respectful of everyone and not be an asshole that texts and stays on it all the time.

The Twitter account.....I'm going to abstain from having one as long as humanly possible ...which will be until I get an iPhone.

I guess I just don't feel the need to know what other people are doing at every second, but it's kinda fascinating to me that we are allowed that freedom to bore others.

Plus my biggest pet peeve at the moment is when people are glued to their phones and can't take 5 minutes to just look around them. The sky...the trees....oncoming traffic.

Therefore the iPhone + Twitter would equal disaster or I would have to hate myself.

I Either Have....

....A jerk ghost or a weird non-aerodynamic house.

I'm trying to get my back & side door open, but the mean ol' wind (or ghost) keeps slamming the doors.

I Know It's Several Years Late....

....But it's about time someone wrote a new review for 'Garden State.'

Ok, so we watched it last night, I haven't seen it in a long time. And everything I loved about it is still there.

Basically....Zach Braff ruined it for everyone.




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So he's this young guy, the breakout star on this very good TV doctor show comedy. Somehow along the way he makes some connections or something and gets to make a movie he wrote himself and gets to direct it. The thing is....when you watch it and think about who made it and everything, it screams 'indie movie.' It's got cliches and scenes and shots you think that if you made a movie...you would do. The problem: Zach Braff did it first. The other problem: he did it better than you ever would.

First, the opening scene in the airplane kinda sets that mood where you get the idea that he either wants to die or is numb to the plane crashing around him...but so well done that about 1,200 struggling writers in Hollywood simultaneously tore up the first page of their own struggling screenplay.

The next few bits are things I would imagine someone who gets their 1 shot at making a movie would throw in just b/c they may not get another chance: The gas pump handle sticking out of the car....the shirt that matches the wallpaper....the use of slow motion....and something sad.

Yes, doesn't it seem like everyone who wants to make a movie starring themselves want to do something dark like their mom dies and they are always depressed or on medication, and they've got to meet a girl or some old friends who are equally messed up to help them snap out of it, all while having some issues with their father and coming back to their hometown? Yeah, it's basically been done before, but Mr. Zach Braff re-did it well.

Then odd scenes of a trip to an almost bottomless quarry, a hotel with peepholes in the walls, a confrontation with a customer service cashier at a hardware store, pool scenes, a guy shooting a flaming arrow into the air, spin the bottle, a knight eating cereal, seeing-eye-dog humping a leg, shameless exposure to mid-2000s music, and I'm sure much more that are not fresh on my mind.

But they are there. I mean, it's honestly like the movie is so lame and cliche, but it's so good you can't help but love it. Is it love for Zach Braff, or love for the movie? If I didn't know who Mr. Zach Braff was....would I even watch this movie? I dunno......I really don't.

But there you have it. "Garden State." If you've never seen it, you probably have in several ways indirectly before, but you should definitely see it. Might change your life.

Live 'Large.'

ha.

So I Was Just On Facebook....

......And the ad on the right of the page was for CareerBuilder.com. It's tagline was 'Find A Job In Finance.'

Upon first glance, I thought it was saying I could find a job in France.

(as what? a deodorant tester? hahaha....actually I'm kidding I'm quite sure the French wear deodorant. If not, I'm sure they smell fine.)

So anyway...my sore throat finally went away today (well, 99%), so I put off another trip to the doctor. BUT if it gets any worse than it is right now (I only notice it when I think about it) I'm out the door.

I'm a panicky hypochondriac at times....but I don't go to the doctor.