Do do… (Think the Jaws theme.)
Do do…
Do do do do do do!
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To deal with my Blarney withdraw, I went shopping. And I watched movies. Lots and lots of movies.
Starting with Pitch Perfect, here’s what I learned:
Pitch Perfect reminded me too much of Blarney (because she sings), so I had to watch another movie to cheer me up: Drop Dead Fred.
Here’s what I learned:
Then I started to panic. Blarney was a pirate for Halloween once. And now she was gone. What if she was imaginary?!?!
Then the movie showed me that imaginary friends wipe boogers on your face. And Blarney never did that. Phew!
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “Okay, I’m here. I will walk you through this. DO YOU HAVE ENOUGH POP TARTS?! This is no time to be a hero!”—Lisa Newlin
A little over 3 years ago, my friend Blarney and I had this conversation:
Blarney: You’re funny. You can write and use the serial comma. And crazy stuff happens to you. You should start a blog.
Thoughtsy: What’s a blog?
Shortly after, Thoughts Appear was born.
When I met Blarney almost 5 years ago, despite her West Coastness and my East Coastness, we immediately hit it off.
Blarney: Hi! I’m Blarney. Nice to meet you!
Thoughtsy: I like you. You’re cool. I’m gonna make you my best friend!
Blarney: Uh…. Lucky for you, I like clingy.
Blarney and I discovered we had a lot in common, and we embarked on many adventures together. Some of which, I blogged about.
But in a couple days, Blarney is leaving. She’s moving back to the West Coast. And to make matters worse, my West Coast brother was home for a visit, and he leaves the day before Blarney leaves.
WHY IS EVERYONE ABANDONING ME?!
Someone needs to invent Pop-Tart-flavored ice cream ASAP. This is an emergency, people!
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “Just an observation: You can’t spell ‘Team Ddot’ without double D’s.”—Hippie Cahier
After crushing on Repo! The Genetic Opera, I immediately searched for similar movies. And by “immediately,” I mean as soon as the credits started rolling.
I found one: The Devil’s Carnival.
The movie’s main characters (based on Aesop’s Fables) end up in Hell, which is actually a carnival. I took comfort in knowing that if Hell is a carnival, at least there will be cotton candy.
Here’s what I learned:
I would never hurt you. Now let me sharpen my knives….
Most importantly, I learned that if you end up someplace with 666 rules…you’re in big trouble.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “The Cadbury’s and Darrell Lea chocolate companies had an epic legal battle over the rights to the colour purple. Let it never be said that chocolate doesn’t focus on the important decisions.”—Queen Gen
I love musicals. My musical fascination began when, as a youngster, I visited my grandmother. We always watched Shirley Temple movies.
Soon I wanted to be Shirley Temple. The fact that I was a fat, straight-haired brunette who could not sing and had only 1 year of tap-dancing experience were my only obstacles. All minor.
Now I want to be Sarah Brightman. I can’t sing like her, but really, who can?
Sarah Brightman is bee-u-tiful. And she can sing.
Anyways, as I got older, I found a new love: horror movies. Which is weird. Because…
I recently discovered a movie that blends the horror and musical genres: Repo! The Genetic Opera.
The movie takes place in the future when human organs start failing, and people have to buy new organs. If you can’t afford them, your organs get repossessed….and you die. Duh.
Here’s what I learned:
Most importantly, don’t get cosmetic surgery. If you do, your face will fall off.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “So here’s what you do: Accept friend request(s) / Accept cupcake(s) / Enjoy Cupcake(s) / Remove “friend(s)” / Repeat (or block…whichever is more rewarding).”—SandyLand
