my husband and i have various nicknames for each other. facie magee is one of them. there you have it.
my brother and his girlfriend were in a pretty serious car accident on sunday night. the call-at-midnight-your-brother-is-in-the-hospital kind of accident. the kind where you grip the phone and superficially sweat until you get all the info. they're both really beat up. i haven't seen them yet but apparently it's been equated to someone taking a baseball bat to both of them. andrea has had glass removed from her eye and has a fractured arm. my cool guy brother who DIDN'T have a seatbelt on has glass in him from head to toe and the bruises to match. suffice to say, after having to be removed from the back seat when one was orginally traveling in the front seat will ensure that my brother never again gets in a car without his seatbelt on. why he didn't wear one is beyond me. the car is totaled - it flipped after someone crossed the double-yellow lines and hit the back of their suv. every last window was blown out. so they're both down and out for a couple of weeks but alive and getting better. it's been quite a shake-up.
on the movie rental front (as opposed to the "car accident front"): i watched "laurel canyon" and i thought it was pretty good. craig had gone to read in bed but i kept shouting a running commentary of the movie: "now kate beckinsale is kissing her finance's mom!", "now christian bale is kissing the woman from the truman show!" and "oh lord, now kate is stripping for the mom and the mom's boyfriend!". it was quite interesting. i believe kate beckingsale is only hired for movies because she's cute and perky. on the other hand, why isn't christian bale in EVERYTHING? the man is utterly hot and sexy. too bad i can't see him in "american psycho" - that book scared me so much that i didn't sleep for three weeks so there's no WAY i'm watching the movie.
"the hours" was a wonderfully tortured movie. i mean, you pretty much know what it's going to be about - virginia wolfe killed herself for crying outloud. it was chock full of delicious characters.
"the importance of being earnest" didn't do well in the theatres (i don't even know if it was being shown in raleigh) but i thought it was splendid and funny and cute. at 90 minutes it's no skin off your teeth to watch it and how could you pass up anything with colin firth in it? anywho, it was very good - i plan on watching it again this weekend when craig is back in town.
finally, what the hell is wrong with people? we have this guy that is temping here and according to second-hand news, he takes the bus in from god's green earth and gets deposited here at 7:30. well, he doesn't start work until 9. so for AN HOUR AND HALF, EVERYDAY he sits in the kitchen and drinks coffee. doesn't read a book or the newspaper, nothing. he just sits there and looks at you when you walk in as if you're supposed to entertain him. AN HOUR AND A HALF, people. do you know what i'd do with an extra hour and half in the morning? even though you have to be at work for that hour and a half you could read, write, whatever! just don't sit in the kitchen doin' nuttin'! he's driving me nuts, if you must know. driving me NUTZ!!
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