February 2012
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So, remember in Talladega Nights where Ricky Bobby tells Gerard Depardieu that he sounds like a dog who’s got peanut butter stuck to the roof of its mouth? Well, I might have just gotten peanut butter stuck to the roof of my dog’s mouth.
I always find myself compiling small, but distinct parts of movies and TV shows to maybe use some time in the future. Because of this, I’ve found that the kind of woman that I want to marry is one who may not always know the connection, but at least appreciates that I’m making them.
I just realized that currently, that and the desire to have kids are my only criteria for a dream...
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Things a father shouldn’t say in the delivery room:
“Just in case, what was the name of the Six Fingered Man in The Princess Bride?”
“I think we should name him Cerberus!”
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I’m finally getting around to watching Vertigo, but all I can think of when James Stewart speaks is Shawn’s impression of him in Rear Window, saying, “Look, there, in the window!”
“I just want to do hoodrat shit with my friends.”
– Sylvia Plath (via bitchface)
I’m playing the Who’s Sitting Behind Who game with the Oscars. It’s more challenging when the depth of focus only goes as far as the person the camera’s focused on.
I have 40 minutes until I lose almost all my ability to concentrate on school assignments and I kind of promised to get my part of the script mostly written by the end of today.
Now I have to actually start thinking about the effects of strong profanity on TV in regards to the common idea of what is politically correct. Fuck.
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I find it odd that a movie called Sunshine is best viewed in the dark.
“I toughed it out hoping that it would get better and it finally did…it ended.”
– The Best of the Worst Netflix Reviews of Best Picture Nominees (via nevver)
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Hey, computer. I’m really glad you finally decided to play my Die Hard Blu-ray. I was completely prepared to murder you if you didn’t.
