Apr
16
Can I just say how much I’ve been enjoying your movie star crushes? And with every comment I think, oh yeah, HIM TOO. How could I have forgotten Viggo as Aragorn, my god, or Orlando as Legolas? Mmmm, Man-Elfwich. Also, the bathtub scene in Out of Sight with George Clooney, Clive Owen in every-damn-thing, the FOX in Robin Hood (yes, yes, YES!).
I LOVE that one of you listed Philip Seymour Hoffman, by the way.
Let me cycle back to the tines-up/tines-down issue. I hear you saying that tines-up maximizes your chances of getting everything as clean as possible, but what about the hand-stabbing? Am I just clumsy, or what? Because I have had to wear a Band-aid two nights in a ROW as a result of being skewered by a upward-facing steak knife.
Also, unrelated to anything but because I’m halfway watching American Idol right now and Mariah Carey is warbling away: I have been compared to Mariah Carey more than once with regards to facial features. I don’t know how to say it without being kind of a dick but Mariah Carey? Not a pretty woman, in my opinion. Guess who else someone compared me to recently? Chloë Sevigny. Hmmmmmmm.
So my boy Dylan has grown right before my eyes since we’ve been here in Coos Bay. All of a sudden he can’t be crammed into his tiny newborn outfits, his size 1 Swaddlers are too tight, and he’s noticeably more aware and, I don’t know, sentient. He makes all these hilarious sounds: AWOO, AGOO, AWWW. He demands entertainment in the form of looming human faces or dangling toys and if left to his own devices he voices a loud complaint. I love the new, more interactive update (Baby V. 2.1.4!) but hoo boy, things are actually getting a bit harder, too, because he can’t be . . . um, stuffed in a corner and ignored anymore. Which is to say, OH SAY IT WITH ME: nobody puts Baby in a corner.
Apr
15
Can you even imagine a better scenario for Dog while we’re away from home? I mean, my GOD. Seriously. I am so thankful for Valria and her amazing generosity and the clearly superior lifestyle she has provided for Dog, goddamn.
In other news, I have almost no news, really. Things have been enjoyable and mild and the hours are just flying by, and it’s apparent to me that I am about a thousand million times happier with other people around while staying at home with the boys. I mean, that’s sort of a no-shitter, and yet it’s been a surprise, this visit, how entirely pleasant it’s been. Except for the tines-up utensils in the dishwasher, which ARE YOU KIDDING COME ON DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING STAB YOUR HAND-MEAT OR WHAT.
I miss talking to you and I miss hearing from you. So can we play a game, just so I have an excuse to hear from you: tell me, who are your all-time top movie crushes?
Here are mine:
• Ed Harris, as his character in The Abyss (the ring-being-caught-in-the-door scene in that movie is the very reason JB has a titanium wedding ring)
• Johnny Depp, especially in the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie
• Nicolas Cage in Wild At Heart
Your turn!
