the dirty dozen [part 1, since i'm too lazy to come up with twelve bullet points in a day]:
001 we've (i've) been on a movie binge for the upcoming academy awards. this hasn't involved actually watching nominated films (with the exception of the constant gardener - very pretty, but i'd be surprised if rachel weisz won for it), but i like to think we're offering broad support to the industry as a whole. we saw one of the greatest films of all time (r. kelly's trapped in the closet, which we both own and watched for the first time with my mother) and one of the worst remakes in recent history (the fog). the latter was such an inversion of all that is right and good that it actually caused a new york post reviewer to say something awesome: "How many out there have nightmares about leprous sailor-skeletons reaching up to grab you through the drain while you do the dishes?"
002 still slumming with wedding books; those listed at right are the tip of a dirty, dirty iceberg. repellent sentence of the day, on diamonds: "For your fiancee's sake, the larger the better, and she probably only likes talking in whole numbers...one carat, two carats, three carats, four." mine is not a whole number, per my request, thanks much. which is not to say that we don't refer to it, in our best sean connery voices, as The Rock.
003 yeah, there's a ring; we bought it (and ordered a wedding band for joe) before the blizzard started the weekend before last. the first flakes were falling as we left the store in soho, just in time to commemorate the freakishness of my liking a diamond.
004 ace young is the next american idol. his voice isn't the best this year, and he doesn't make my own personal liver quiver, but he's species hot - one of those seamlessly, freakishly attractive people who look like they were bioengineered to destroy the earth via mating. freakish is the operative word: even the television without pity crowd is responding to the way he shuddered through george michael's "father figure" last night. i'll keep watching for a few weeks just to see which pop songs are considered most conducive to the end of the world.
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Ace's favorite singer is Mel Torme? Wow, my homework has actullay kept me from more than the Winter Olympics!
And, you know, OF COURSE I'm totally excited about all the wedding planning, but fo' sure I've heard some of this before :) yippee!
what is it with lost cast members doing horror re-makes? maggie grace (shannon) in the fog, ian somerhalder (boone) in pulse, and emilie de ravin (claire) in the hills have eyes...
per nathan, ian somerhalder is also in dog sees god, that weird musical parody with grown-up, drug-addled versions of the peanuts gang. n, who has quite the soft spot for musical theater, says it's godawful.
ohmygosh. oh, i didn't realize that "trapped in the closet" goes on for 12 chapters, all with the same formula in terms of accompaniment, which surely adds up to over 30 minutes. thanks to itunes, i caught: a midget, a missing slice of cherry pie (bridgette's allergic to cherry!), a gun, and a minister.
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