Once.a.gain

Oh, Tammy. Tammy, tammy, tammy. I know you had a really legitimate reason this time for canceling our flute lesson--a wake. I know I shouldn't even be disappointed. And our schedules don't mesh so that we can meet any day before next Thursday (which will make it 4 weeks since out last lesson). I could re-arrange my work schedule in order to see you next Monday or Tuesday, but I don't think I should have to do that. Just, how many times has this happened the last year? More than I can remember. It was fortunate in the winter that we kept putting off lessons, because I saved $$ at a very important time. What I always wonder is: do you do this to your other students? Well, I do know that there is a flute teacher that's going to be coming to RC soon, and I'm going to check him out. I love taking lessons from you, Tammy, but not ever knowing on the day a lesson comes up whether I'm actually going to have a lesson is demoralizing.

Oh, yeah

Which John Cusack Are You?

But what about the John Cusack in the hot & steamy south of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil? And can someone tell me why I've never taken a Glamour quiz, but I fill out these things on here? Grosse Pointe Blank has got to be one of my favorite movies of all time. "I don't want to get into a semantic argument with you about it, I just want the protein, all right?" "I'll just go put these in some rubbing alcohol." "You can never go home again, Martin! But at least you can shop there." "Dumb.fucking.luck." It's the movie that makes me smile when I hear "I can clearly now the rain is gone..."

I even tried to make my parents watch it (they mostly fell asleep). Fond memories arise from: going to C& jujupees's house, it was 10 degrees outside, and we watched Cusack movies all day. Jaaladay was 3 weeks pregnant & jujupees was about 4 mo.s preggers. We met Eric & Michelle, who we're hoping to hang with soon, and we were imbibed with great Bloody Marys (or maybe I'm thinking of that year's new year's day).

That quiz made me think of...

Favorite movies. Aside from Grosse Pointe Blank and Mel Brooks' The Producers, Young Frankenstein & Blazing Saddles. Oh, and my friend M knows this, but given what I've revealed of my clandestine relationships w/famous people: my freshman college roommate, a girl I really liked, is engaged (married now, I suppose). I googled her and she came up on a society page. The page came up and there she is at a party w/some guy and... Mel Brooks and Anne Bancroft. I was really blown away. But wait, there's more: the guy is her fiance. And the guy is the son of... Mel Brooks and Anne Bancroft. Holy shit.

Ok, so here are my favorite movies (I'm sure I'll think of more, but): The Killing Fields (I always cry twice: in the middle, and at the end). The Mummy w/Brendan Frasier (my celebrity crush). It is a smart, funny, well-crafted movie, and I don't care what anyone says. The Matrix. Heroic Trio.--got me on my love of "chop-socky" movies (that's a nod to Cryptonomicon), and is still one of the freakiest things out there. Also made me look at Crouching Tiger and go "flying people? Fighting in a bamboo forest--seen it, know it!" A Room with a View. An old favorite, I used to watch it when I had a couple of hours to spare. As well as sex, lies, and videotape. That has the elements of a good short story, according to my old writing teacher: you introduce your characters and either someone new comes in (Graham) or something happens, and they all are changed as a result. Black Mask (although I don't have it on video or anything else). Jet Li as his bad-assiest, sexiest self. A whole slew of Fred Astaire movies, if I could afford them. It's a Wonderful Life. For itself, and that it's a major event with our friends N&M. [edit]--Jaws. The last time I saw that movie, I was transported. I couldn't believe how suspenseful and good it is after all this time.

Guilty Pleasures: Con Air. That's right: Con Air. Funny, silly, and it has John Cusack. Singles. Makes me still love Kira Sedgwick & Campbell Scott. Who wouldn't love a story about a sweet guy who really loves the girl? Poison Ivy. Drew Barrymore & Sara Gilbert, w/Cheryl Ladd's ashes driven around w/the top down. BTW, I saw this w/an ex-boyfriend w/ a foot fetish, and only then did I realize that the director either has a major foot fetish, or made for people w/that fetish. Love Potion #9. The guiltiest pleasure up here. I would never watch this with anyone else (well, maybe Marianne). Also why I have a crush on Tate Donovan (not as big as Brendan Frasier). It's a fantasy come true--geeky people get a potion that makes people instantly fall in love w/them. But of course, they really love each other. Yes, there's underlying homophobia, but I can cope. There are probably a few others I wouldn't even put up here.