brotherhood 2.0

my new favorite thing is brotherhood 2.0. it's 2 brothers, john in nyc and hank in montana, vlogging each other every weekday for a year and not communicating via text. it's fun to watch and more fun to watch. i've had to watch back episodes and i'm halfway through april. check it out if you get a chance.

the best part is, i posted this pic because they totally look like pcc-ers, but they're not. at all. so please, please check it out. my favorite entry is july 18.

www.brotherhood2.com

now i see it!

okay, due to a semi-traumatic/moral issue in my youth, i never (until today) saw the movie 'the cutting edge'. i did see blades of glory. now, having seen tce, i feel blades of glory is more of a spoof/remake. i found it funnier now that i've seen the original.

yes, that is john heder of napoleon dynamite fame, but he's a lot prettier in this movie.

life in the crass lane

apparently nothing is taboo anymore. you can say, insinuate, do anything you want or can imagine on national television. in the good old days, you could only do these things on hbo or cinemax. now it's nbc. at 9:00. there is one particular show that never fails to disappoint me with its constant sexual references. i know someone out there actually likes the show, because it keeps coming back season after season. the fact that the show is centered around self-centered men pretty much implies that the show is going to be as crude as men are. i think the worst thing about the show is that included in most of these 'jokes' is a pre-teen boy whose parents (shame on his mother) should be protecting him from these ideas, not shoving him into the punch line.

stage parents can be the most damaging influence in their children's lives (deana lohan), i wanted to differentiate between the good 'stage parents' out there who protect their children from the evil trappings of selling your soul for a buck (or even a mil.) in hollywood. there are people out there that started as child stars and steered clear of, well, jail. i credit a good family foundation. and what about dakota fanning's mom/parents who allowed her to be raped in a movie??? sure, jodie foster was a 12 year-old prostitute and now she's a megastar, but look at what's-her-name from saved by the bell that played a stripper? not a megastar, i can't even remember her name. elizabeth something... demi didn't play a stripper until she had hit the top and now she's married to ashton - who wasn't old enough to get into her stripper movie, but i digress... the point is, the world is a crapshoot and we need to first and foremost protect our children, not throw them to the wolves in hopes of making a little money off of them.

long live harry potter, or does he?

so in the last 2 weeks i've seen the new hp movie and i've finished the last hp book in only 2 1/2 days. 759 pages. now it's over and i cried for the last 150 pages. harry potter truly is an instant classic in literature and the films are wonderfully done and true to source. you get so involved in the lives of these people who are fighting evil constantly and they never falter. if only my life could be so focused. of course if i could do the dishes and cooking and laundry with magic, i would certainly be freed up to focus on the important stuff.
i won't give up the ending for those reading the book, or those lazy enough to only keep up with the movies, but i'm sad that it is over. now let's get started on those weasley chronicles.
to be as selfless as harry is something to aspire to.

note: try a total of 4,216 pages (approximately) for the entire series. i didn't start reading the books until after i saw the prisoner of azakaban in the theatre. i read straight through the first 5 books, then had to wait like a year for half-blood prince to be published. then it was 2 years of waiting for this last book. we're talking, for me, and 3 year journey. not unlike my lord of the rings obsession/journey.

girls just wanna have fun

that's right. it's me. 3 am. virgin strawberry daiquiri and mint julep face mask. we had a great time on friday. sorry that none of you could make it. we started with some fondue, pasta and win a date with tad hamilton - i hadn't seen it. then, after the movie, we had chocolate fondue, white chocolate macadamia cookies, and did our hair and makeup to a lot like love. ending on the daiquiris and face masks and collapsing in bed at 3:45 am.
slept in until 10, then we ate breakfast casserole and watched clue. then we got dressed and left for a whirlwind day of shopping in orlando. we did hit up the steve and barry's where i got tons of shirts (a couple sjp), a pair of jeans ($11!) and a fun collegiate professor jacket in grass green with elbow patches. met up and had lunch with a girlfriend i haven't seen in 15 years and just had fun.

about the pic, i so look like the wicked witch of the west, make that east. and yes, my hair is crimped with an authentic '80s crimper.

everybody's working for the weekend

just waiting for this weekend. shopping and fun. fondue and movies. cookies and virgin daiquiris. wait for the fantastic pics this next week.

Vaycaysheeohn

Charleston, charleston... it's in South Carolina.

I'm back and I had a great time on vacation. It was so restful. Don't know why I'm standing at a slant. Oh well.

you say you want a revolution...

happy fourth, y'all. normally, i don't eat a steak, a burger and a brat, but it is the 4th of july. i have to keep my energy up if i'm gonna start blowin' up crap. it's what the founding fathers would've wanted.
yesterday brought the joy of oma in the bottom half of her birthday suit. why are your pants so wrinkly?
today i missed out on the joy of scalloping so i could clean the house.
tomorrow, driving...

the old and the beautiful

i just came back from a visit to 'the home' and i know i've aged 5 years these last 2 weeks. now i almost look my age. haha.

and here's the dialogue from last night's visit to books-a-million:

girl -'jason, can you take her (me) back to the beauty section?'

jason -'yeah, send the ugliest person here to the beauty section'

me -'me?'

jason -'no! not even close! in fact, you're the farthest thing from ugly'

me -'trust me, i know ugly'

jason -'i'm sorry, but i can't imagine you having ever been ugly'

me -'thanks' (trying to get the shaved wookie to leave me alone)

then i realized my blouse was being a floozy.

nice.

and today i was forced to look at a questionable stain in my oma's panties.

while she was wearing them.

and sitting on the toilet.

lord, help me.