When you're done with something, blow it up.
I watched the Rian Johnson movie The Brothers Bloom twice this weekend--once on Friday, while I was trying to knit lace and then realized I hadn't been paying attention at all, and once tonight, when I put everything aside and applied some brainpower and totally loved it. I adore Brick, his first movie--but it's a first movie. The Brothers Bloom is far more complex, tonally and emotionally, but still delivers the fable/con-movie/screwball goods I love so much. Also? I've never totally seen the appeal of Adrien Brody, but he really does have something going on with that totally over-the-top nose.
In the mean time, it's been a crazy week.
I didn't get the internship in LA, which sounds like a bad thing but is actually fine due to some red flags in our conversation (Her: "I just graduated from college, and it's crazy because now people do what I say! Like, one of the candidates I'm interviewing asked if we could postpone until tomorrow, but I said no, because I could!" Me, silently: "UM, THAT WAS ME."). I did, however, get to spend some quality time with my friend's pool and have dinner and margaritas with midtownmandy and rotatingpies, the combination of which made the whole trip worth it.
Friday, I learned that I'm up for something awesome that will remain secret and un-jinxed for now.
In the mean time, I'm theoretically working on a spec Parks and Recreation script for the NBC Writers on the Verge program application--due Wednesday, and here I am LJ-ing away, so that's a good sign--but mostly just learning that I am not naturally as funny as Amy Poehler + a team of professional comedy writers. Also, watching a lot of P&R on Hulu, which is glorious. If you are not watching Parks and Rec, you might be a crazy person, for it is less hyped than Community and Modern Family, but every bit as hilarious and heartwarming, AND it has Chris Pratt and Aubrey Plaza being great. (However, my stealth favorite character is Donna, because she never opens her mouth except to say something amazing.)
Also, I learned this week from a friend that my mom suspects me of getting a tattoo in Eastern Europe five years ago...and hiding it from her? This is apparently because, after my brother and I traveled around Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, and Italy in 2005, we were unspecific about exactly what we'd done, and naturally a vague response = hidden body art! She wants me to know that she wouldn't be mad, which would be sweet of her if I had a tattoo.
I also caught up (mostly) on Leverage and Friday Night Lights, got sucked in repeatedly by Bones reruns on TNT, moved up a level in Couch Potato to 5k, finished Coachella and started Lucille, saw the recipient of Lucille born healthy but very early to my BFF in Phoenix (Welcome, Naomi Elizabeth!), sweated over USA vs. Ghana, mourned my short-lived World Cup romance with Benny Feilhaber, got up early to sing Mozart at church, made an apricot cake, and took a gigantic Sunday afternoon nap.
Unrelated: Finally, finally, after much concern about a non-swimming or possibly all-skinny-dipping summer, I found a swimsuit. It's this one, and I wore it last week for the first time, and I love it. Title Nine Sports, all the people who don't want to see me swim naked offer you their sincere thanks.
Happy Monday, all.
In the mean time, it's been a crazy week.
I didn't get the internship in LA, which sounds like a bad thing but is actually fine due to some red flags in our conversation (Her: "I just graduated from college, and it's crazy because now people do what I say! Like, one of the candidates I'm interviewing asked if we could postpone until tomorrow, but I said no, because I could!" Me, silently: "UM, THAT WAS ME."). I did, however, get to spend some quality time with my friend's pool and have dinner and margaritas with midtownmandy and rotatingpies, the combination of which made the whole trip worth it.
Friday, I learned that I'm up for something awesome that will remain secret and un-jinxed for now.
In the mean time, I'm theoretically working on a spec Parks and Recreation script for the NBC Writers on the Verge program application--due Wednesday, and here I am LJ-ing away, so that's a good sign--but mostly just learning that I am not naturally as funny as Amy Poehler + a team of professional comedy writers. Also, watching a lot of P&R on Hulu, which is glorious. If you are not watching Parks and Rec, you might be a crazy person, for it is less hyped than Community and Modern Family, but every bit as hilarious and heartwarming, AND it has Chris Pratt and Aubrey Plaza being great. (However, my stealth favorite character is Donna, because she never opens her mouth except to say something amazing.)
Also, I learned this week from a friend that my mom suspects me of getting a tattoo in Eastern Europe five years ago...and hiding it from her? This is apparently because, after my brother and I traveled around Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, and Italy in 2005, we were unspecific about exactly what we'd done, and naturally a vague response = hidden body art! She wants me to know that she wouldn't be mad, which would be sweet of her if I had a tattoo.
I also caught up (mostly) on Leverage and Friday Night Lights, got sucked in repeatedly by Bones reruns on TNT, moved up a level in Couch Potato to 5k, finished Coachella and started Lucille, saw the recipient of Lucille born healthy but very early to my BFF in Phoenix (Welcome, Naomi Elizabeth!), sweated over USA vs. Ghana, mourned my short-lived World Cup romance with Benny Feilhaber, got up early to sing Mozart at church, made an apricot cake, and took a gigantic Sunday afternoon nap.
Unrelated: Finally, finally, after much concern about a non-swimming or possibly all-skinny-dipping summer, I found a swimsuit. It's this one, and I wore it last week for the first time, and I love it. Title Nine Sports, all the people who don't want to see me swim naked offer you their sincere thanks.
Happy Monday, all.