I think I actually want to see the new Star Trek movie but I can't put my finger on why.
I'm not usually too into the big summer blockbuster movies, don't want to see the shooting and car crashes and whatever but for some reason this spring I'm DYING to see a big budget, special effect filled, super loud movie. Just not xmen. I don't get the appeal. Hugh Jackman does nothing for me, I'll leave my girlcard at the door. I'd rather watch Jillian Michaels sweat thanks.
The PerpetuallylateIceCreamMaker has been talking me into watching all sorts of movies lately. Currently I'm watching The Squid and The Whale. It's pretty good for what it is. The VirginPornStar was trying to get me to pin down what type of movie I like today and I couldn't come up with a good composite to share as an example. I stand by the fact that my two favorite movies of all time are the Philadelphia Story with Katie Hepburn and Monsters Inc.
I forgot all about the running movie by the guys who did Shawn of the dead, I should look into that.
The PLICM and I have also been talking about old music at work ever since monday when he had "I Can't Wait " by NuShooz stuck in his head. He hums it all day and I keep trying other songs out there to derail him because I really cannot hear that song without being transported to studio A at Northeast Broadcasting School and the cutting of Jeff''s Swatch Commercial. I think it was Swatch. I have a tape of that commercial somewhere I should dig it out. I don't now how it's possible to miss someone for more years than you actually hung out with them but that's what happens with Jeff.
I have vivid memories of singing Saturday Love way too loud and obnoxious on the green line with him. Brighams and the Bitch Sessions. Sitting on the stairs before class and talking about elephants. Fighting about DeLuca's pizza because it really was the best and those stupid muffins were too gross for words.
I remember walking on air and bursting inside to tell him the best news of my life up until that point and him being just outside DeLuca's and my thinking I was going to explode with joy when I told him the news because he was the only person in the world who could possibly understand what it meant.
I really wish I could talk to him about those days and compare my memories to his.
Anyway, if I have to I'll sing the entire Barry Manilow catalog to shut ice cream boy up.