Also, I just found and ate something called an ‘Any’tizer.’ Was it any’tizing? Not incredibly so.
I Love...
Daniel Day-Lewis. He can do no wrong, but sometimes he does. ‘Nine’ was the second-worst DDL movie I’ve seen, and third-boringest. (I’ve seen many of his films…the worst being the one his wife wrote/directed, ‘The Ballad of Jack and Rose.’ She wicked sucks.) But, yeah, ‘Nine’ was not good. He really did sound like the Count from Sesame Street with his horrible Italian accent (question: in movies that take place in non-English-speaking countries, why do they make Anglo actors speak in English peppered with simple phrases in whatever language they should be speaking, and an ill-fitting accent? Wouldn’t they be speaking…Italian?). The plot, if there was one, was boring, and not fitting for a musical. The pacing was…weird. The lyrics were….horrible and unimaginative. Fergie was….very good, actually! If you like to look at DD-L and/or Penelope Cruz (scantily clad most of the movie), it’s not so bad, but you’re not going to leave the movie dying to buy the soundtrack or anything. Nine!
A Note
Everyday (adj.)- ordinary, commonplace.
Every day (adverbial phrase)- occurring each day.
Can you hear me, Denver, or shall I turn it up?
Picks up where Engaged and Underaged left off
Actually, it’s a follow-up series to ‘16 and Pregnant.’ Wuh-oh!
House-sittin at the gates of dawn.
So, Max and I are back in Arvada for another stint of house-sitting for his aunt and uncle. Somehow, his uncle obtained a copy of ‘New Moon’ from a Mexican guy who bootlegs movies (also available: ‘Up’ and ‘2012’), and somehow also dubs them in Spanish (I have not investigated this yet). I popped the DVD in my compy computer to czech it out— it was a camcorder job, and not a very good one! The laughter from the audience throughout the movie drowns out the dialogue to the point of absurdity. I hope he didn’t pay too much for it. Will I watch it anyway? Only time will tell.
The only thing better than watching ‘Teen Mom’ is reading the episode comments on mtv.com. Hi-larious!
pie-pod
It is my iPod’s 4th birthday on the 25th (‘Christmas,’ as the unwashed masses call it), and that is quite a landmark for a little computer thing that I thought was about to die two years ago. But, no, it surprised everyone (me) by surviving to see the dawn of a new decade. It’s kind of nutz how I got it when I was a junior in high school, and now I am a junior (senior?) in college. What is even more nutz is that I carried around a CD player and a wallet full of scratched CDs until I was sixteen. Times have changed, kind of!
I like my iPod, I guess, except the screen is shot in some places, and the battery life has diminished significantly since the first time I plugged it into my high school desktop computer, only to realize the USB ports did not, in fact, work, so I loaded all of Mary’s music onto the little guy— the first of many computers that it would download off of. I don’t even know how many there have been, but for sure we’d all like to forget some of the regrettable computers she has synced up with, and horrible, horrible, gosh-awful songs have sullied her gigabytes (Interpol? Rat-tat-tat? Are you kidding me, high-school-aged Liz? You made a lot of mistakes). Today, she’s got the better part of Max’s music collection, which was tragically lost when his computer crashed. Now I have…like, 22 hours of Boris and more post-rock than I’d care to hear.
So, way to go, iPod, for not breaking, and for withstanding all of my teenage-and-early-twenty musical whims.
Haha - a friend and I call Christmas “Newtonmas”, because it’s Isaac Newton’s birthday. ♥
for you, liz.
Should I be offended? I’m not, ‘cause I would love that Nietzche sweater.
