After watching part of season 2 of The O.C. this past weekend, I have determined that my new favorite saying is one that came from Summer: You can’t ride two horses with one ass.
I don’t think there’s anyone on that show I don’t absolutely love. Well. Marissa and Ryan are a little bland, but the straight men always are.
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Currently reading:
Scenes from a Holiday.
Finished late Saturday night:
The Breakdown Lane, by Jacquelyn Mitchard. I liked this book a lot – a LOT – which surprised me a little. I had a hard time reading
Twelve Times Blessed by the same author (because I didn’t care for it), but I enjoyed her compilation of columns –
The Rest of Us – so much that I wanted to like The Breakdown Lane. And I did! I definitely recommend it.
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So a few months ago someone recommended that I read a column by Stephen King. He writes the occasional column for Entertainment Weekly. Since I actually canceled my subscription to Entertainment Weekly a few years ago – there was usually nothing in Entertainment Weekly that wasn’t in People, I figured, and then mere weeks after I canceled my subscription, Stephen King started writing for them, FIGURES – I looked around to see if I could find the column online.
Entertainment Weekly does, in fact, have
a section where they provide the Stephen King columns free of charge. I check it every couple of weeks to see if there’s anything new, because y’all KNOW I loves me some Stephen King.
But the thing is… okay, here’s the thing. Not only does Entertainment Weekly offer these columns free of charge, but they also provide a place at the bottom of the page where people can comment on the column. And it’s when I occasionally – accidentally, I assure you – glance at the comments that have been left that I get all kinds of annoyed.
Because first of all, people think Stephen King comes back to read the comments. Like he’s got nothing better to do. Like he might read their comment and say “Hey, that’s a pithy and talented writer right there! I can tell by the way she overuses her “LOL”s in an ironic fashion! Let me send her a million dollars!” And secondly, I cannot stand the way people address Stephen King in these comments. On the one hand are the people who are, in my opinion, too formal. They call him “Mr. King.” They tell him how much they love his work, how much they agree with his column, how they met him once when they were 13 and it was a defining moment in their life, they bow and scrape.
On the other hand are the people who are too familiar. They address him as “Steve” or “Steve-o”, and yes – I am aware that he addresses himself as “Steve-o” often, but chances are good that he’s met himself before. He’s not some stranger walking up to him on the internet and calling him “Steve-o” like they’re the best of buddies. It just seems
wrong to me.
I think everyone should just address him as “Stephen King.” Because anything else just doesn’t work, as far as I’m concerned.
And y’all know I’m the authority on this thing. After all, I have seen Stephen King in the flesh (Does that sound like I’ve seen him naked? Because, um, NO.) no less than three times in my life. Me and Stephen King, we’re buds.
He told me to tell you so.
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“What are we going to watch tonight?” I asked Fred. He’d been to the movie store earlier in the day, picking up more Smallville DVDs, and had picked up a few movies while he was at it.
“How about
Red Eye?” he suggested.
“Oh, definitely! I’ve been wanting to see that. I didn’t know it was out!”
“Yeah, me too.”
“I haven’t seen Jodie Foster in anything since Panic Room,” I said. “I like her.”
“I know you do.”
Later that evening, we put the DVD in, and the menu (eventually) came up.
“Huh,” Fred said. “I’m surprised they didn’t put Jodie Foster’s face in the menu, since she’s the star. Who’s that girl?”
“Rachel McAdams,” I said immediately. “I like her. Maybe she’s a flight attendant, or the bad guy?”
“Maybe,” he said.
Ten minutes into it, we looked at each other, confused.
“Is this the right movie?” Fred said.
“I thought Jodie Foster was the big star, and that we’d see her from the very beginning,” I said. “Let me go look on
Internet Movie Database.”
A minute later, I walked back into the living room.
“The Jodie Foster is
Flightplan. This doesn’t have Jodie Foster in it, Rachel McAdams is the star,” I said.
I’m glad I wasn’t alone in my dumbassery.
At least it turned out to be a pretty damn good movie – Cillian Murphy does creepy very, very well.
And that Rachel McAdams, have I mentioned? Cute as a damn button.
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Fred was getting his breakfast Sunday morning, and he turned from the counter to the refrigerator to get the milk, and when he turned back around, Tommy and Sugarbutt were helping themselves to Cheerios. They actually ATE CHEERIOS. Those cats will eat anything and they don’t wait for an invitation.
Shoogie chills with his Daddy.
More uploaded pictures are
here.
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Previously
2005: No entry.
2004: Damn Home Depot.
2003: Yep. READY FOR SPRING!
2002: Sam’s rocks. Just so you know.
2001: I don’t know how on earth I missed it the first time around. But I’m sure it was Fred’s fault.
2000: “Fred, is F-A-G a bad word?”]]>
Darby loves Cheerios…..he also likes potato chips. He’s pretty picky about anything else that doesn’t involve meat or milk. He’ll beg for other stuff, but rarely eats it if I actually give it to him.
And because someone will invariably ask, yes.
Dear Fred,
Ewwww!
As ever,
Christine
LOL at Fred. That is EXACTLY what I was thinking!
For the record, I would have too. 🙂
As much as I love Stephen King’s writing, I must admit to loathing his EW column. He’s just not cut out for journalism.
I love the Dynamic Duo (TC and SB). Too cute with the Cheerios!
I’m gonna go ahead and assume Fred that you’re answering the question of whether you went ahead and ate the cheerios. My husband would’ve done so also. One of our cats goes apeshit over bologna. He will actually try to take it out of our hands/mouth as we take a bite of a sandwich. He cries and runs around the kitchen as I’m making the sandwich, I never give him any but my husband does.
RE: Stephan King, I have the subscription to the mag and his column is usually in there every third issue, sometimes it’ll happen sooner but that’s not very often. Do you get his newsletter from his website? If not you may not have heard about the Dark Tower update, he’s going to be doing a graphic novel. I can’t remember what the timeline of it is for sure, but I believe it’s supposed to be when Roland was younger. Just thought I’d pass that along incase you’re interested.
Your picking of the wrong movie reminds me of the time, my parents wanted to see the movie “Bad Company” with Chris Rock and Anthony Hopkins and ended up seeing “Undercover Brother.” My mom is a wee bit like George Costanza’s mother and is in the theater saying “THIS DOESN’T HAVE ANTHONY HOPKINS IN IT.” BWAH!!! 😀
That Rachel McAdams – “She’s like a little angel!” Just thought I’d quote myself preemptively before I got smacked around.
Cheerios are made of oats, so maybe Tom and Sugarbutt are part donkey.
One of my cats LOVES Cheerios. Another one loves potato chips. Most of our cats will eat just about any kind of “people food.”
Margaret: I think they might be part horse, actually, the way they run around the house!
I forgot to mention this, but in the morning before he leaves for work, Fred pours oatmeal into a Tupperware container (to take to work) and Sugarbutt always comes up and eats some (dry, uncooked) oatmeal. He’s such a pig.
Our Turbo is a cereal eater too…the rest of the cats will drink your cereal milk…but Turbo will drink the milk and finish your cereal too! He especially likes Kashi’s version of cheerios.
That’s really funny about Stephen King. I’m very jealous that you’ve met him, Robyn. And no less than three times!
Actually I had no idea he did a column- I’ll have to check that out. 🙂
Janet: Well. I didn’t say I’d met him three times, just saw him in the flesh three times. 🙂 I’ve only actually met him once, and that’s a loose interpretation of the word – he was signing books and my mother took me to see him. I handed him three books, he asked my name, I said “Robyn” and my mother chimed in with “With a ‘y’!”, he signed them, and handed them back to me. I think I was about 13.
I bet he still remembers me, though. 🙂
I love me some OC. It’s my favorite show! I agree Ryan and Marissa are quite bland. My favorite is Seth and Julie Cooper (I think that’s her name….Marissa’s mom)
Your cat pictures are the BEST!! My 10yo & I love them. And, yes, I’m an “OC” addict. LOOOOOVE me some Ryan….gotta thing for the bad boys.
Robyn,I mean Robyn Anders0n,my cockatiels also lurve cheerios. They were weaned from bird baby food onto more solids foods with cheerios. They are perfect for the babies’ little beaks to pick up.
To this day if I call out,”Cheerios!”,they drop what they are doing and come running.
Hee,if you lick a cheerio they can stick to your face. I have entertained many a baby and toddler by sticking a cheerio on my nose.
I wonder if your cats would notice a cheerio on your nose ?
Rundmc: Not only would my cats notice a Cheerio on my nose, they’d most likely eat the Cheerio AND my nose! 🙂
LMAO…. quite frankly, it looked to me like Tommy was going to use that bowl of cheerios as a litter box the way he’s scratching in there!!
Im a big Jodie Foster fan myself, but i have to say that you didn’t miss anything. Flightplan was not as good as they hyped it up to be. It wasn’t action packed or as exciting as they commercials made it seem. what you saw on the commercials….is about it.
so you didn’t miss much.
Izzy loves Cheerios too, so I give her one when I get my morning cereal…one of the best pictures I have of her is this one time (at band camp…) when she ate it, but dropped part of it, and it was stuck to her chest fur. She walked around like that for a full five minutes before it dropped off (and she ate it).