Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, Spooky, Scary
Boys becoming men, men becoming wolves...
Haha. My friends Andrea and Caleb gave us the first three seasons of 30 Rock. They're 30 Rock evangelists, I guess you could say. And I'm proud to report that I'm a born-again convert.
I resisted watching that blasted show for years because I was determined to hate Alec Baldwin. I'm not sure why. I think it was a noble attempt to bring a little balance to my typical obsession with celebrity. I am far too fascinated with the lives of the A-Listers, and I thought if I could passionately hate one, just one, celebrity, that would balance my life out.
Well, dang you, Alec for making me love you. Now I have to find another celebrity to loathe so that my life can once again be balanced. I've been throwing out names all day, but am unable to let go of my admiration for stars such as Bruce Willis, Harrison Ford, Leo D, and Johnny Depp...
Wait, I've got it. George Clooney. He ruined Batman, he's shmarmy, his skin is too tan. Perfect.
I hate you, George Clooney. Please don't be in a sitcom that I'll love.
2 comments:
You should see Men Who Stare at Goats.
You must have not thought about Hayden Christiansen.
AH! Hayden, yes. That's perfect. I was thinking I was going to have to burn my Ocean's movies.
Hayden, I'm blacklisting you.
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