28 March 2008

Movies and How I Haven't Seen Any

I've never been big on movies.

That's not to say that there are no movies I like, and it's not to say that there aren't plenty that I would love if I saw them.

I've just not seen many , especially not many of the iconic ones.

Most of my friends have, at one point or another, told me that they're going to kidnap me and force me to watch some movie or another.

If they all actually did this, I'd be watching movies for the rest of my life.

Here's a list of movies that I've never seen. It's not a complete list, mind you, but it should give you a clue as to the rock I've been living under as far as movies go.

In my defense, though, I'm pretty well up to date on Broadway happenings. ... But I don't suppose that really makes up for it.

MOVIES I HAVEN'T SEEN:

The original Star Wars trilogy (I see most of my readers have passed out from shock.... Please continue after you've stopped hyperventilating.)
Casablanca
Gone With the Wind
Brokeback Mountain
Little Miss Sunshine
The Blues Brothers
Any of the James Bond movies
Any of the Austin Powers movies

...And that's just naming a few. The truth is, if you've heard of a movie, odds are that I haven't seen it.

But please don't kidnap me. That'd just be weird.

21 March 2008

Good Friday

Think about it.


20 March 2008

The Weekend's Almost Here

And I really want to take a minute to display my geekiness.

So, I bring you video from the "Hey, Mr Producer!" concert honoring Cameron Mackintosh.

It is, of course, the Les Mis portion. :)


18 March 2008

Alone in the Dorm: The Sequel

I am apparently terrible to live with.

My roommate, social butterfly that she is, has, for the second night in a row, run off to hang around with some boy.

Not to say I've never done the same thing, but....

Anyway, I'm once again sitting in my dorm, watching
The West Wing (season three, this time).

In the weeks since I've read Primary Colors and since I've started watching The West Wing, I've become more interested in politics.

Well, not politics, per se, but in what might go on "behind the scenes" when it comes to politicians, their speeches and their campaigns.

For instance, this past week, I was watching a speech given by the president in the Financial District of New York City. Now, I may not agree with the president all of the time, but I have to have some level of respect for anyone who is willing to attempt to run the country.

But the man's not the best public speaker.

During this speech, the president said "... if Congress doesn't act...."

This is not what I heard.

I heard "...if Congress done that...."

And the thought struck me that there should be someone whose job is to whack the president in the head whenever me makes such an error when speaking .

Seriously. It'd be great.

The president uses a double negative.

"Permission to hit the president with my clipboard?"

"Granted."

WHACK!

Think about it for a while.

Well, my roommate has returned (with company, no less), so I'll leave you with this fun quote-- taken from, where else, The West Wing.

"There was a time in the evolution of everything that works where it didn't."

17 March 2008

My Cat

I own what is quite possibly the most neurotic cat that has ever lived. She's a mess.

She's also an attention whore.

This reminded me of my cat. And how she used to make sure that I got up in time for school.




Happy St. Patrick's Day.

16 March 2008

I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do...

...But this is my understanding of it, and if I'm wrong, Josh can correct me later.

And I'm sure he will.

So...

FIVE QUIRKY THINGS ABOUT ME

1. I am, as my roommate tells me, a grammar Nazi. I was the kid in middle school that stopped getting notes from friends because I'd send them back to the writers with corrections written on them. Seriously, I have a whole list of people who can vouch for this.

2. Whenever I get a drink to go, I have to press in all of the buttons on the lid. Not just the one for the beverage I have, ALL of them. I've done this for as long as I can remember, and I have no idea how it started, but I always do it. In fact, I freak out if I don't. Like really freak out. We're talking serious panic here.

3. I hate, hate, HATE when waiters and waitresses or the like call me "sweetie," "darling," "honey," etc. In my opinion, if you don't know me, you have no right to call me by any kind of pet name. In fact, I'd say that you ought not call me by a pet name even if you DO know me.

4. Like my brother-in-law, I can't stand tardiness in myself or others. If I have to wait more than five or ten minutes for you, odds are that I won't be there when you finally do arrive. I've been involved in the theatre for several years and, when you're involved in a show in any way, you really can't afford to be late: it tends to piss off the people you're working with. Maybe punctuality was drilled into my brain by call sheets; maybe it's just innate. Either way, being late-- especially being late without letting me know that you will be-- is one of my pet peeves.

5. I never remember to pack a contact lens case when I go on trips. Now, this could be because I've only been wearing contacts for about a year, but with how often I go back and forth from college to home, you'd think I'd have gotten in the habit of packing the stupid thing. But no. I always have to go get a new case. I have about ten now, so, if you need one, I'm the person to ask.

Being as I'm a quirky person all around, there are plenty of things that didn't make this list. I'm sure anyone who knows me would volunteer their own list (whether you really want them to or not).

So there, Josh. I've done your stupid challenge. Pick on someone else. :)

12 March 2008

The Sounds of Home

Spending a week at home should be relaxing. For the most part, it is: I don't have classes to worry about, other people are willing to buy food for me and I can watch as much West Wing and Law & Order as I want.

But, in my time away, I've forgotten how loud home can be.

Not during the day (aside from when my niece is over here-- but that's beside the point).

At night, though, when I'm trying to sleep, the noise is ridiculous.

My home is next to a cow pasture. It's also in the local airport's flight path. Oh, and let's not forget the railroad track that's just a mile or two down the road.

The worst nighttime noise is my dad's snoring. Sleep apnea is a terrible thing, let me tell you.

Every so often, all of these noises combine. It's like a snoring, mooing, whistling jet is circling around my room.

And my parents wonder why I take naps so often at home.

01 March 2008

Nothing Good Can Come From Being Alone In A Dorm

My roommate has gone out of town for the weekend, which means that I am by myself in our room.

Now, my university is not in a big city. In fact, it's a stretch to call the place a city. We don't even have a Krystal's Hamburgers. So, I've been left to entertain myself until my roomie gets back sometime tomorrow night.

There being a lack of diversions in my town, this means that I've been keeping to my room.

This would be a perfect opportunity for me to make some headway on my paper that's due Tuesday or the speech that I have to give Wednesday. But have I done that?

Ha... no, not so much.

In fact, all I've done is watch movies (thank God for Guillermo del Toro, that's all I have to say).

And now, I've moved on to season one of The West Wing.

What an exciting weekend.