Now I Feel Old

19 Feb

I’ve heard from more than a few friends who’ve been through it that buying real estate makes you feel more like a grown-up than anything else.

And then there was that day last summer when I was having back pain and felt old.

And we all know how much I’ve hated the college kids these past few months.

So maybe I’m sending out the wrong message on this blog about my true age, because when I got home tonight, what did I have in my mailbox? A membership application to join AARP.

No kidding. Continue reading

Quick Thoughts

19 Feb

After the rain stopped, Monday was a really nice day.

Teflon-coated pots are excellent. One of the best inventions ever.

I wish I had given Gossip Girl more of a chance and hadn’t given up on it after the first episode.

We’re negotiating, and I should have a decision on the apartment on Tuesday. I’m now feeling more 65-35 as far as excitement and nervousness go.

Ben & Jerry’s Crème Brûlée ice cream is so so so good.

I’m rooting for a There Will Be Blood Best Picture upset on Sunday.

There’s something about seeing baseball players practicing down in Florida, smiling, happy, with the sun shining, that makes everything all right.

Are you on Facebook? Why not? Sign on and let’s be friends.

Days off would be more enjoyable if there was something good on TV in the morning. At least on Saturdays there’s three hours of repeats of 90210 and two of The O.C.

Which is the more annoying instrument to listen to: violin or the flute?

I don’t think there’s any movie in theaters right now that I haven’t seen that I want to see.

My early American Idol favorites are Amanda Overmyer, a.k.a.: the rocker nurse, and Michael Johns. Kristy Lee Cook is cute, but she won’t get past the top 8. And David Archuleta is overrated. And anyone who sings “And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going” will never win, much less make it to the top 12.

Sometimes when scrolling through the names and numbers in my cell phone I’ll come across Bubby and I’ll be tempted to call. I wish I could.

Next week, March 1 to be exact, marks the 11th anniversary of the day I moved to Boston. Still the best decision I’ve ever made.

I own way way way too many books, CDs, and DVDs.

Can’t believe I still haven’t finished The Year of Living Biblically.

Kupels went and raised their prices, and in so doing went from being a great deal to a total rip-off.

When I move, I think I’m going to hire a cleaning person to come regularly.

Some movies I can watch over and over and never get tired of them. The Shawshank Redemption is one of them.

Long weekends are great … until you have to go back to work the next morning.

Making an Offer They Can’t Refuse. Hopefully.

17 Feb

Well, folks, it’s with mixed emotion that I tell you I’ve made an offer on a condo.

If you know how indecisive I can be, you know this is a very big deal.

Hell, it takes me a while just to buy a pair of pants! Continue reading

Love and Hate

14 Feb

Longtime readers of this blog know I generally like Valentine’s Day. My theory is that if you’re not in a relationship, you should spend the day doing things you love. For example, going to a favorite lunch place, or doing a favorite activity, or listening to a favorite CD, or watching a favorite TV show, etc. etc. After all, if you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.

But for fun, this year I thought I’d post a classic ’90s music video that might sum up what some other people feel about this day (and for the record, doesn’t reflect my current state of mind). So for all those people, I say enjoy. For everyone else, here’s wishing you a very Happy Valentine’s Day!

Destination Anywhere

13 Feb

If you learned one day that you could teleport anywhere in the world on a moment’s notice, where would you go? Paris? Rome? The South Pole? And would you use this power for good or for evil? Whatever your choice, I hope you don’t choose to go to a movie theater to see Jumper, a movie about a guy (played by Darth Vader himself, Hayden Christensen) who can teleport anywhere he wishes. When he’s 15, David Rice (that’s Christensen’s character), learns he has the skill and he decides to run away from his unhappy life in Ann Arbor, Michigan, and head to New York, where he robs banks and travels the world, and becomes a spoiled, selfish brat. But Rice has never gotten over his childhood crush, Millie, so eight years later he returns home to find her. Lucky for David, Millie has grown up to look a lot like Summer Roberts (yes, Millie is played by the lovely Ms. Rachel Bilson). And they live happily ever after.

Yeah, if only. You see, hot on Rice (and all Jumpers)’s trail is Samuel L. Jackson, leader of the Paladin organization, whose goal is to kill Jumpers — deemed too powerful to exist. Thankfully, Rice meets Griffin (Jamie Bell), another Jumper, who is trying to take down the Paladins. And somewhere in this plot is David’s mother (Diane Lane), who abandoned David when he was just five years old, but who has some unexplained connection to the action.

I guess it all sounded cool. And after all, the movie was directed by Doug Liman, whose credits include Go, The Bourne Identity, Swingers, and Mr. & Mrs. Smith — all good, fun, exciting movies. Surprisingly, there’s none of the zip found in those films here. But I don’t necessarily blame Liman. Instead, I blame Christensen, who is without a doubt one of the worst actors working today — if he can even be called an actor. His stiff performance and almost monotone delivery of the lines conveys almost no excitement at all. He only emphasizes how lame some of the dialogue is. But worse is the fact that he has, like, zero chemistry with Bilson. Come on, man, she’s smokin’! Christensen must not read GQ. (Of course, he gets the last laugh because the two are dating in real life. What a bastard.) Anyway, Jumper features some relatively cool effects and Bell is certainly the most engaging member of the cast (one wonders if he should have played David), but overall this is a pretty stupid flick.

Now, after all that, you may be wondering where I would go if I could teleport. The answer is easy: Portland, Oregon, so I could see Erin and explain to her that even if a movie is free, and even if it’s only 88 minutes long, and even if the cast includes Rachel Bilson and Diane Lane, going home to watch American Idol is always the better option. I’m giving Jumper a C-.

I Wanna Be Like Youk

11 Feb

Kevin Youkilis has always been a good role model.

But now, with his totally-worth-it new contract — he got a one-year deal for $3 million, up from $424,500 — I just have one question: How do I get myself a raise like that??

I’m clearly in the wrong line of work.

Yes, Yes, Yes …

11 Feb

Congrats to Amy Winehouse for winning five very well deserved Grammy Awards and basically making the 3.5-hour show worth watching (or at least 10 minutes of it). If you missed the show, I’ve posted her performance of “You Know I’m No Good” and “Rehab.” Enjoy.

Yes I Did

7 Feb

A while back I posted a Hillary Clinton video. So, in the spirit of equal time, here’s the Barack Obama music video.
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No, No, No …

7 Feb

Amy Winehouse will not be attending the Grammy Awards this Sunday. This is terrible, terrible news for folks like myself who were rooting for her to be there and win all kinds of awards. Hopefully she’ll still take home a few trophies, despite her recent troubles and her absence from the ceremony itself. Continue reading

Take a Break-fast

7 Feb

As an addendum to yesterday’s post about National Pancake Week, I’ve learned today that we are now smack-dab in the middle of National Hot Breakfast Month. (Thanks, Louise, for the tip!) At FoodReference.com, you can get confirmation of this and you can get an entire year’s worth of food-related days. Today, for example, is National Fettucine Alfredo Day. Over at Whole Foods’ Web site (where they also confirm this is a legit observance), you can listen to a podcast and get all kinds of ideas for “making a tasty, toasty breakfast.” (Incidentally, February is also Chocolate Month, National Snack Food Month, and Return Shopping Carts to the Supermarket Month. Who knew?) And on that note, I suppose the only thing to say now is … eat up!