Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!!

And to celebrate enjoy this gif from the first horror movie I ever saw. I was 4 years old and it scared me to death. It also began my life long love of horror movies.

Friday, October 29, 2010

I said it once before but it bears repeating now

I wrote this almost two years ago and figured I'd post it here:

In my twenty-five years on this planet I have had my fair share of crushes. Okay, I've had more than my fair share. There have been a few crushes that were more intense than others and I've found that they had one thing in common - mystery.

Every girl I know has had a thing for a guy like this at least once in her life. These guys were distant, quiet, and brooding. Every girl thought he was cute and he didn't seem to notice. He was artsy and beautiful. He was the cool guy, but not the obnoxious kind. His friends just seemed too infantile for him and you were certain that if you just got the chance to talk to him he would fall head over heels for you. Alas, you never got the guy and eventually you moved on.

Years later I have found that I still hold a special place in my heart for these mystery guys. You will see these guys and feel like a child again. Sometimes they're still mysterious but, more often than not they have completely burst the enigmatic bubble you've put them in for years. Instead of dating the artsy, free-spirited chick you knew he would be with, he is with a girl that is "so oatmeal" (thank you Lauren) you almost can't stand it. At this moment all you can think is, I thought you were different Mystery Guy. He is now hanging out with this girl and her vanilla friends and you wonder if he really is happy or if he is just conforming because it seemed like the right thing to do.

The truth is, what if that was the mystery all along? What if he was just like everyone else? He played the brooding teenager and has grown up to be just as oatmeal as his girlfriend. I guess that's part of growing up, realizing the truth about people. So for now the mystery is gone and he shall proceed to get married, have 2.5 kids, a picket fence, and a dog.

But he is still really cute.

Monday, October 25, 2010

The only good bug is a dead bug

Ever since I've had cable television I have had what I like to call my "Movie of the Moment". When there is nothing on TV that has tickled my fancy it becomes my go-to movie. It's always some movie that's on rotation on cable and I watch it pretty much every day. After about a month and a half I'm usually done with it and it's on to the next flick.

A few weeks ago the Starz family of channels have started showing Starship Troopers. I have watched it every single day for the past two and a half weeks and show no signs of stopping. This is, by far, Casper Van Dien's best movie. And personally I prefer Denise Richards as a brunette.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

This is what I have to look forward to

Grandma: Whatcha doin'?
Bunnu: Watchin' Pirate Radio.
Grandma: Pirate Radio?
Bunnu: Yes.
Grandma: Pirate like Johnny Depp?

At 76 years of age, one would think my grandmother would say, "Pirate like Blackbeard?" or "Pirate like the Jolly Roger?" or even "Pirate like Pirates of the Caribbean?" Not my grandmother. My grandmother is apparently a 13 year old girl.

I suppose her hysterical word association doesn't really beat the question her twin sister asked me later. I was about 90 minutes into the movie with my great-aunt sitting nearby the entire time when she says, "So this is just a movie about World War II?"

Yes...yes it is.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Children are not pets...

Therefore leashes are not okay. Even if the leash is disguised as an adorable teddy bear backpack.

What made this worse was that every single time the little boy moved an inch his grandmother would yank the leash...hard.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Love is a battlefield and I am a sniper

I'm pretty sure I'm a cupid. I read on Wikipedia that Cupid is usually depicted having two sets of arrows, gold-tipped and lead-tipped. The gold arrows inspire love whereas the lead arrows inspire hatred. I shoot guys with a gold arrow, but the love moves slow. It's kind of like a slow-release formula. The potion opens their eyes as to what they want in a woman and shows them that they can get exactly what they deserve. I then shoot them with the lead arrow which has a much quicker effect and they soon begin to hate me. The relationship ends and they immediately find a woman they just absolutely can't get enough of. I'm happy to be the catalyst for such bliss...

even if it means I'm left alone.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Shut your mouth cause no one cares.

I was talking to my best friend and stated that I talk a ton and 78% of what I say is meaningless. I told him I did the math and he said he wanted to see the pie chart. I told him I didn't have one so he made one for me. It's very accurate.