her latest entry takes place in the heart of oz, and after reading her email you may believe that it is the heart indeed. rebecca takes a trip and weaves every day and extraordinary magic into her every day and extraordinary life. i spent some time looking up links to go along with her latest post and will try to hyper link sometime tomorow.
meanwhile, check out the rebel down under if you are interested or if you need an afternoon vicarious vacation.
sets, not sex
wednesday night i went to the movies with remington. i kinda corralled him into seeing "the four feathers." i'm sure if he'd had his own pick it woulda been some fancy shmancy palm movie [insert overdramatic eye rolling with back of hand to forehead]. okay, okay, i like palm movies as much as the next person. but i also like heath ledger and wes bently. and rem's a good sport, so he came with.
after the movie (which ended on a very bad and ridiculously obvious note), we headed to
No, says Rem.
I told him I thought he should watch it for the sets alone. the sets were amazing
"can you watch a movie just for the sets?" i asked him. rem was the world's first online movie critic (no kidding), so i know he might watch a movie just for certain aspects. so i asked about the sets.
only he heard an "ecks" sound instead of an "etts" sound.
of course! he said, brandishing great vigorous belief in the fast-forward button.
oh, you should watch it, then, it has great sets! amazing sets! you should see the sets where the elves live. great elf sets. god. they're beautiful. gorgeous. stunning.
and in hind sight now i can see rem's brain working, churning, spinning, and spilling... looking at me with almost crossed eyes, trying to figure out what i was on and was i really only drinking hot apple cider. elf sex? beautiful? gorgeous? stunning.
pause. pause. pause.
"did you say setttts?" he asks, enunciating his t.
and then rolled his eyes and said, if you put this on your web site, do NOT use my name.
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