What I Missed During My Summer Vacation
Today is Wednesday, the kids have been in school for just over a week now and I'm beginning again my weekly mom movie night or MMN. I started this earlier this year, completely by mistake when I accidentally rented a 'chick flick' from Netflix. A movie I knew my husband and now teenage son would have absolutely zero interest in watching and rather than live through their ridicule, I watched the movie myself and returned it to the mailbox that evening. On Thursday the mail was picked up, and by Friday it was back at Netflix, and new movie was being mailed to us.Since the turnaround is normally a day, we had a new movie to watch on Saturday, a movie much more to their liking. Thus began my MMN and each week I would become excited at the drippy movies I'd get to watch all free of testosterone riddled complaining. Then summer came along and MMN was suspended because the boys were up almost every night and this was supposed to be about my time. I've been looking forward to resuming it all summer, and lined up all the usual suspects of Doris Day movies, and musicals to watch.
Tonight's offering is Fiddler on the Roof a movie I know husband and kids will have no interest in watching (even though my husband is a huge closet fan of the Sound of Music). Their movie for the weekend will likely be something like The Italian Job along with whatever else that was delivered.
It's my special way to relax to watch a movie I don't have to discuss afterward or defend, I don't have to think about the plot because it's well defined yet rather simple. I don't have to worry about being scared to death, or feeling my blood pressure rise. I can just lay on the sofa, or in bed, and just watch.
Do I Really Need to Comment?
Is anything I can add to the latest train wreck evidence that Britney Spears career is on a downward spiral? Can I add constructively to any of the drama surrounding the VMA performance? Maybe. Okay, although, I have no complaints about her overall appearance, and didn't think she looked fat, I will say the performance on the whole resembled a bad SNL sketch. She appeared stiff and out of sorts, as though she knew what she was supposed to do, but not well enough to appear comfortable. Almost as though she were auditioning to play the part of Britney Spears.Everybody Sing!
Rosie O'donnell Wrote a Book, E I E I O
And in this book she slammed Donald Trump E I E I O
With a bad hair here, An asshole there, Here a rug, there a rug everywhere a bad rugRosie O'Donnell wrote a book E I E I O
And in this book she slammed Barbara Walters E I E I O
With die old bitch here, and a retire while you can there…
Oh hell you get the idea.
She also offered excuses why she's so messed up; something about beating herself with a baseball bat. Very telling.
But really does anyone care anymore? Probably more garbage about how fire can't melt steel. *Yawn*
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4 comments:
Rosie wrote a book? Oh geez. i think I'll skip it. Pretty much how I feel about the whole Britney thing.
You know, I haven't seen Fiddler on the Roof in its entirety - EVER. That is something I should look into doing...
LOL - Rosie? Wrote a book? OMG! I had no idea she could be so abrassive in print too, with that mouth of hers rolling along like a freight train headed for a cliff. As you can tell, I really love Rosie.., as much as I love having my intestines ripped from my body.
Britney Spears - poor kid. I guess she took too many muscle relaxers. She's in my opinion very much washed up. I never been a fan mind you, and think she makes a horrid role model for kids - even so, as I understand it, she's lost her energy.
I was talking to my friend the DOnald about confessional literature (Chuck Pohlanik who wrote fight club did a great essay on that) and it said that when a person has nothing else to sell, they turn to that. I asked the Donald what a person gains confessing (as Rosie did) to breaking her own bones and the like. THe obvious answer is nothing, but as a shameless media whore, she has to sell SOMETHING. With a builtin audience of very left liberal and lesbian types (the 2 groups she associates the closest with by her choice - not that there is anything wrong with them), she can sell to someone, but how long can you just sell your life's horror?
UGH.
anyway... now, i have to watch the Britney thing. I've done no political commentary in weeks (save the 9.11 anniversary, which was pretty mellow all things considered...). I guess I have to get back on the band wagon.
As for Fiddler on the ROof, everytime I see that, i think of some really cool live versions of Phish's Scent of a Mule. Great tune.
MMN! I LOVE IT! I usually have to forego the true chick flicks in favor of movies where there is at least one major explosion. What a great idea! Something to do with our third Netflix slot!
So, Rosie wrote a book where she comes off as a bitch. That's about as surprising to me as when she admitted to being a lesbian.
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