Was reading a post by
garyjr and it got me thinking two thoughts:
One, I need to see like three movies this weekend in addition to checking out the Tower of Terror at Disney's California Adventure that just opened. So much for the pool party I was hoping to have.
But I still need to see Kill Bill 2. I rented Vol. 1 on Netflix so I could refresh my memory before seeing Vol. 2, and then I was supposed to see it with this BEAUTIFUL 21 year old I met at a bar a month or so ago, but I got the distinct feelign he is looking for a relationship with an older guy, and Im neither looking for the relationship or to be someone's full-time sugar daddy. He's a really neat, mature guy, but is a hopeless romantic who hasn't had his heartbroken yet, and I'm not going to be the one to do it.
Anyway, so Kill Bill is still on the to do list. Add to that Mean Girls, which everyone says is a hilarious movie filled with memorable quotes (choice dialogue is absolutely my favorite attribute in a film). And Van Helsing is on the list as well. Gary and all the respondents in his post really were poo-pooing the idea of the film saying that the previews just didn't titilate. I couldn't agree less. I love the genre, love Hugh Jackman, and provided it doesn't go all cheesy hollywood on me, this film should be extremely satisfying.
Speaking of Hugh Jackman, another discussion in Gary's post centered on how Hugh Jackman was not attractive and was actually kind of gross. Another thing I don't get. He is not an adonis by any means, but that man is damn attractive by any measure of judging such things. Of course, it could just be my taste. I wouldn't fuck Brad Pitt or Justin Timberlake with YOUR dick, much less my own. And they seem to turn guys on to no end. And its not that I don't like blonde and boyish, cuz I've certainly had my fair share of memorable times with many of them. But Brad and Justin just look gritty and...I dunno..."wrong"...can't think of a better word for it. Sure, Brad's got great dimples and Justin's got abs to die for. But it just ain't working for me.
But I like that about myself. I like that I can be into guys that aren't always the same guys everyone else is into, and that I can sometimes NOT be into the guys that make everyone else get all excited. Not being judgemental, but I think that says something about the quality and depth of my social/relational/sexual development. It's like my grandma used to say to my older cousin whenever he would get mad that the hottest girl in school wasn't the one he was taking on a date or to the dance or whatever. She would shake her head and say, "I see you like to order what everyone else is having. You must not have your own sense of taste." He ended up marrying an attractive girl who was far from the A-List highschool cheerleader, but he ended up happy and (I'm sure) adequately turned on by her.
Something to think about.