Deja Vu

Thursday, April 19, 2007

I don't know if you've read my "About Me" section over in the sidebar, but I had an eerily similar incident happen the other day that I just had to tell you about. Jay and I were talking with his father when we got on the subject of the movie Fargo. Jay seemed surprised to find out that his father really liked that movie, and I just blurted out the first thing I thought of, which was, "Who doesn't like a movie where a body gets put through a wood chipper?" (Yes, I have absolutely no filter between my brain and my mouth.) My father-in-law kind of awkwardly chuckled and said, "I don't know about you sometimes."

Whoever knew that liking gory, violent films would be such a defining measure of my personality? I guess I shouldn't complain too much. I like what that says about me much more than if my favorite movie were, say, The Notebook.

Why Aren't You Seizing the Boy?

Friday, March 30, 2007

Disney's got me hooked. "Meet the Robinsons" comes out this weekend, and it looks pretty so-so. Not bad, so far as kid's movies go, but not my first choice for a night out, either. Except for the damn T-Rex. Whenever I see the commercial where he says, "I have a big head, and little arms!" I erupt into laughter. Not just a little giggle; great big belly laughs. The kind that almost make you cry. I cannot help it. This dinosaur just has me enraptured. I'm beginning to wonder if it is subliminal messaging causing the hilarity.

If You Ain't First, You're Last.

Monday, January 22, 2007

I mentioned in my 2006 year in review that I loved the movie Talladega Nights. Unfortunately, so does Bean. One of the funnier things she picked up from the movie is that she will now at random times, run around in circles screaming that she's on fire. That'll be amusing until the neighbors call CPS on us. The not-so-funny thing that she has picked up is the phrase, "oh, fuck it!" This is still slightly amusing when you take into consideration the fact that the first time she said it was while she was at the pediatrician's office with Jay's mother. Unfortunately, I had a medical emergency and had to spend the day of Bean's well baby visit in the hospital, (don't worry, it's no big deal; I'm fine) so Nana got to take her to the doctor, where she broke out in cussword heaven. At least she didn't threaten to come at somebody like a spider monkey...

My (very late) Year in Review: 2006 Edition

Thursday, January 18, 2007

In local news:

Indianapolis had a "crime wave" this year, with our second highest number of annual homicides ever. And then our race for prosecuter was decided over promises made to try an NBA player who fired shots in the air to the fullest extent of the law. And since elections have been over, I've not heard a damn word about that case. Meanwhile, (mostly young, black) people are still dropping like flies. It's so disgusting how obvious it is that the government doesn't care as long as it's poor minorities doing the dying. Blech.

Indiana joined the rest of the world in practicing Daylight Savings Time for the first time this year. It didn't really bother me, especially the one night where we got an extra hour in the bar. Apparently, some people are really worked up over this though.

In Hollywood:

Best Movie I saw in 2006: Talledega Nights; The Legend of Ricky Bobby. Making "Shake 'n Bake" more than just something I like on pork chops.

Best Movie I didn't see in 2006: a tie between The Departed and Last King of Scotland. Hopefully, I'll get to both on DVD in 2007.

Movie I'm Happiest I Didn't Waste My Time On: Borat. I don't get it. Maybe it's just cause I'm not young and hip anymore, but I really just. don't. get. it.

Movie I Wish I Hadn't Wasted $8 On: Eragon. Kinda' sad when the CGI character does the best acting job.

Movie Most Looking Forward to in 2008: The Simpsons. D'oh!

Most Over-Exposed (Pun totally intended) Celebrity of 2006: 3 way tie: Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, and Lindsey Lohan. Too bad Lohan actually has talent, as evidenced in Mean Girls, it actually seems kind of a shame that she behaves this way.

Most Improved Celebrity of 2006: Nicole Ritchie. I never thought I'd congratulate an anerexo-celeb for losing weight, but that 85 pounds of Rachel Zoe that Nicole dropped were a fabulous thing.

In Music:

CBGB's closed. Sometimes I feel like I'm so young I missed out on the best part of punk rock's reign. Then I remember that new history is being made every day. The vote is still out on how cheesy the Las Vegas CBGB's that opens later this year will be.

All big bands continued to skip past Indianapolis on their way to Chicago or the East Coast, with one exception. Nine Inch Nails played a show in Indy, though they were not the band to see that night. The reclusive Bauhaus opened for them. 'Twas magic in the air that night. Even if Bela Lugosi was dead.

Goodbyes

Goodbye this year to Don Knotts, comedic genius. (I still love The Incredible Mr. Limpett no matter what anybody says.)

Goodbye to Al Lewis, aka Grandpa Munster. I liked the Munsters so much better than the Addams Family.

Goodbye Coretta Scott King. Behind every good man is a great woman, and you proved that as you continued the fight for civil rights long after your husband was taken from you.

Goodbye Gerald Ford. I didn't know much about you before you died, but from what I've read since then, you sound like a Republican that I could have gotten along with. I salute you, sir.



Goodbye, 2006 and welcome, 2007. I can't wait to see what you have in store.

Saying Goodbye

Monday, November 06, 2006

Dear Hollywood Bar & Filmworks,

I'm going to miss you. You were my favorite movie theater in this city. What other movie theater serves pitchers of long island iced teas? What other movie theater allows smoking? What other movie theater does Rocky Horror Picture Show live once a month?

It's too bad your owner didn't promote you in these later years. If he would've taken out a full page newspaper ad 2 months before you closed, he probably could've gotten a ton of support and been able to prevent your sad demise. Instead he took out a full page newspaper ad 4 days after you close to rant about the politicians he blames for ruining you. Which was the first I heard of you closing.

So many memories with you, dear HBF. My first Rocky Horror, and the trepidation I felt at going up for the virgin auction and sacrifice. The houses you've helped me live in, by employing my roommates. The nostalgic posters and decor in your environs. The nights I don't remember because of those long island pitchers.

I'll try not to be too sad, HBF. I know you wouldn't want that. (Besides, I hear you have a sister in Chicago.)

Proof of de-evolution.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

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