Just a few links to worthy time-wasters I've come across this month (technically they're not time-wasters though, since my boss sent me 1 of them... it's called research yo!).
Last night I made the trek to some suburb or another (correction, I was *taken* there since clearly I would never just go to Brooklyn Park out of my own volition) to see Mission Impossible 3. And while the movie was entertaining it just didn't have the *spark* the first two did.
My point, however, is that there was this huge great scene towards the end where Cruise has to fly solo and pull off this totally incomprehensible, impossible kind of thing (don't want to spoil anything here). So of course he does this crazy stunt, but just before falling to his certain death, at the last moment possible, he catches himself as one would expect him to do. It was at this moment when I decided I might have a serious problem... because all I could think was, "That look on his face is the saaaame one my kitten gets when he's just saved himself from falling off the couch or bed."
Clearly I'm in need strong medication, less kitten, or more human contact. Adult interaction would be a *good* thing ... right?
Comments
1. Wait. Were you at the Regal Cinema last night?
2. I understand the cat part. I see the same thing when mine hear the vacuum. The eyes go REALLY big.
I believe it was the Regal Cinema. The one right off the highway right? Did you go to the 7:35 MI3 too???
No, the 7:00, but I went out for Starbursts at one point. I could have sworn I saw the hair. The HAIR!
I just passed it off as nothing.
My bad.
Ah yes, the hair.
I was also wearing a black shirt, a black and white striped skirt, and knee-high black boots. Did you miss those?
At least you weren't mobbed by confused Dave Pirner fans.
Though in that ensemble, you would've drawn stares for other reasons.