Wednesday, June 15, 2005

i am having your average male mid-life crisis...

i want a brand new ford mustang...oh. my. god. are they gorgeous...i want it fast and with a huge sound system and as shiny black as a hooker heel...

living in a mainly military area i tend to see a lot of these...which is odd because that would normally turn me off...plus, i don't even like new cars...especially new cars that everyone else has...

but i like these...a lot...and i want one...like nobody's business...

stoveman always did say i had a strong streak of trash in me...though i suspect even he couldn't tell how deep it would run...

it gets worse...

i have been eying a boy i saw on the disney channel...okay, before you call michael jackson's attorney let me just say it was NOT a disney channel kid's show...i saw him in a box office movie that just happened to be being replayed on the disney channel...a movie wherein he plays a high school kid, but i am pretty sure he isn't...well, reasonably sure...

worse yet is i was watching this movie on a lord of the ring free friday night while the kids were sleeping...me and the disney channel and a bottle of wine...hey, at least it wasn't demi moore, and i was in bed by 10:15...though i wouldn't say that's progression in any form...

and no, he isn't a cartoon...because that would be just a whole 'nother realm of creepy...

the movie in question was the princess diaries...and i have to say i enjoyed it quite a great deal...and i don't think it was the wine, coulda been, but i don't think so because it was actually a charming and very well crafted movie...

(to be sure i wasn't just in it for the boy, i checked with various sources, aka mothers of girls, and got their opinions and they all loved it and said it was a good movie...so it turns out it's just like reading playboy for the articles...SCORE!)

anyhow, the boy in question is robert schwartzman...and is he ever dreamy...i know, he looks a bit like a monkee (the band, not the animal) but i also think steven tyler is dreamy too so what do i know?...

but again, needless to say, had the movie been crap i woulda still been able to tell you how it turned out...

plus, he's practically a coppola...cousin to sophia and nicolas, nephew to francis (looking someone up on the internet is *not* stalking)...but more importantly there's the winery...musn't forget the winery...yup, nothing like having a winery in the family to really round it all out...i wish i had a winery, though something tells me that would be *not* such a good idea...at the least, not very profitable...

i am however choosing to ignore the fact that he's in a band named for the principal in ferris bueller's day off...i will never reconcile my youth as current retro pop culture...that so shines a big ol' glaring light on his age, but mainly just makes me feel older than dirt...

and i don't know whether it's a coincidence or not that this started right about the time anne bancroft passed, but it does make one wonder...

koo-koo-ka-choo...

x.

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