So, over the break I got really bored and started thinking about my family. And I thought, "If I could pick any movie stars to replace the family I have now, who would I choose?" and thus, this blog is born. It came to mind yesterday after I heard about Heath Ledger's tragic death. Not to sound vain or shallow or like one of those girls who can't live without her daily does of TMZ, People, ET, or E!, but his death really saddened me. He was an actor I have loved for as long as I can remember. The Patriot, 10 Things I Hate About You, A Knight's Tale -- I'm digressing but the list could go on. My point is, I will miss Heath Ledger. A lot.
Rest In Peace Heath, I'll miss you.
So, my movie star family.
Father- George Clooney, OR, Harrison Ford
Mother- Julia Roberts
Uncle- Matt Damon or Brad Pitt
Aunt- didn't really get this far, but probably Sandra Bullock
Cousins- Shia LeBouf, Jonathan Taylor Thomas, Melissa Joan Hart, and the entire cast of Boy Meets World
Paternal Grandfather- If I choose Clooney as my dad, then I'd pick Alan Alda. If it's Ford, then I'd pick Sean Connery, and no, this has nothing to do with Indianna Jones.
Paternal Grandmother- I can't remember this one at all.
Maternal Grandfather- Charlton Heston, probably
Maternal Grandmother- Julie Andrews
Sister- Liv Tyler or Alexis Bleidel
Brother- Probably one of the Wilson brothers, Luke and Owen
Girlfriend- Keira Knightley, or Megan Fox, but probably Keira
Best Friend- Heath Ledger
Nemesis- Matthew McConaughey and/or Orlando Bloom
Now, I realize that most of my immediate family is taken directly from the "Ocean's" movies, but I really like those actors, so it's no surprise I pick them so much.
Who's in your movie star family?
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, December 24, 2007
One is the Loneliest Number You Could Ever Do
So, I know that I proclaimed last post that I would quit blogging for a while, until I had "blogworthy" thoughts. I think today counts as a blogworthy day.
So, to begin, I'm at home. Everytime I'm at home I think my sister, she's 16, likes to think that I'm back in town after being away for a while, and she doesn't have the same mindset as I do -- I don't really live here anymore, I just come here sometimes to get away from school.
Well, last night my sister, Anna, tells me that we, the family, are going to see "National Treasure: Book of Secrets" today. I'm fine with that, but I really want to go see "I Am Legend." So, this morning, about 9:30, my sister busts into my room, thinking that really, I'm home for the holidays not really on vacation from UMHBelton, and starts yelling at me to wake me up. See, when I lived at home in high school, on the rare occasion that I slept in this was her favorite way of waking me up -- come in, turn on the light, yell at me in an authoritative mommy voice "GEOFFREY!!! WAKE UP!!! GET UP!!! IT'S (fill in time here)!!!" She then sits down on my bed next to me and says, "Geoffrey, if you want to go with us to see "National Treasure" you need to get up now and be ready by 10:20 because the movie starts at 10:45."
"Umm, okay," I respond. "Is there a showing about that time for 'I Am Legend?' Does dad want to go?"
"Dad? I don't know, I think there's one starting at 11:00," Anna.
"Okay, but I can sleep in until 10 and then get up and shower and be off with you guys?"
"Yeah, but we're leaving at 10:20."
"Yes, Anna, I know. But as long as I'm ready to go by 10:20 I can still ride with you guys?"
"I guess so, if you want to."
So I, being the college student that I am, roll and over and go back to sleep until about 10:02. I get up, take my shower, get out and begin getting dressed around 10:15ish. My sister yells up at me "Geoffrey, we're leaving!"
I walk out of my room and look downstairs and say, "What? You're leaving now?"
"Yes, we're going to have to take two cars, so you can just come when you're ready. Here's your ticket to 'I Am Legend.'"
I think to myself, "What? 'I Am Legend?' I thought we were all going to go see 'National Treasure...'"
"What?" I ask. And it hits me. She bought me a stinking ticket to "I Am Legend" all for myself. "Never mind, I'm not talking to you." With that, I go back in my room and continue to get dressed and ready for the day.
My dad shows up in my door to talk to me because I won't talk to my sister, and explains that now we're going in three cars because he's bringing back some family that don't want to go shopping after the movie. I ask him if I'm going to "I Am Legend" by myself. His reply is "Yes."
Great. Thanks. Thank you FAMILY for buying me a freaking ticket to go see a movie by myself. Never mind asking me if I want to go by myself, never mind asking me if I'd rather compromise and see "National Treasure" with everyone else, just go ahead and buy my ticket off of Fandango for me and I'll be more than content to sit by myself in a theatre for two hours.
Have I ever gone to a movie by myself?
Certainly, if I wanted to see "I Am Legend" that badly enough, I would have already gone now and just seen it by myself already. If I have a car, and if I have the $6 to buy a ticket, and if I have the time, why would I have not already gone to see any movie of interest to me by now?
Hmm, maybe it's because I DON'T GO TO MOVIES ALONE! MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE NEVER, HAVE I EVER, WANTED TO GO OR ASKED TO GO TO A MOVIE BY MYSELF, ESPECIALLY WHEN MY FAMILY IS TWO THEATRES DOWN! (okay, maybe all caps was a bit too bold...)
I don't think anger is strong enough or even applicable enough to describe how I felt. My own family just bought me a ticket to go see a movie by myself. The same family that has told me in the past to suck it up and go along with what the family wanted just arbitrarily bought me a ticket to go and be by myself. And, might I add, ON FREAKING CHRISTMAS EVE!!! WHAT THE CRAP!?!?!?!?
So, what did I do?
I went and saw the freaking movie. I wasn't about to let that perfectly good ticket go to waste. I wasn't about to let my dad know he wasted $10 buying me a ticket online with his credit card. I wasn't about to NOT go see a movie I've been looking forward to for some time now.
But still, by myself? BY MY FREAKING SELF!?!?!? ON CHRISTMAS EVE!?!?!?! Geeze, this is RIDICULOUS!
Aside from all this, the movie was good. I actually almost enjoyed being by myself for a change. Maybe if I'm ever completely burnt out on all things, and hate all my friends, and my entire life, I might go back to see a movie by myself again, but according to Facebook I've got about 475 people to burn through at UMHB before I'm that alone.
So, Merry Christmas to you and yours, and may your yuletide be as gay as ever. Mine certainly has been.
So, to begin, I'm at home. Everytime I'm at home I think my sister, she's 16, likes to think that I'm back in town after being away for a while, and she doesn't have the same mindset as I do -- I don't really live here anymore, I just come here sometimes to get away from school.
Well, last night my sister, Anna, tells me that we, the family, are going to see "National Treasure: Book of Secrets" today. I'm fine with that, but I really want to go see "I Am Legend." So, this morning, about 9:30, my sister busts into my room, thinking that really, I'm home for the holidays not really on vacation from UMHBelton, and starts yelling at me to wake me up. See, when I lived at home in high school, on the rare occasion that I slept in this was her favorite way of waking me up -- come in, turn on the light, yell at me in an authoritative mommy voice "GEOFFREY!!! WAKE UP!!! GET UP!!! IT'S (fill in time here)!!!" She then sits down on my bed next to me and says, "Geoffrey, if you want to go with us to see "National Treasure" you need to get up now and be ready by 10:20 because the movie starts at 10:45."
"Umm, okay," I respond. "Is there a showing about that time for 'I Am Legend?' Does dad want to go?"
"Dad? I don't know, I think there's one starting at 11:00," Anna.
"Okay, but I can sleep in until 10 and then get up and shower and be off with you guys?"
"Yeah, but we're leaving at 10:20."
"Yes, Anna, I know. But as long as I'm ready to go by 10:20 I can still ride with you guys?"
"I guess so, if you want to."
So I, being the college student that I am, roll and over and go back to sleep until about 10:02. I get up, take my shower, get out and begin getting dressed around 10:15ish. My sister yells up at me "Geoffrey, we're leaving!"
I walk out of my room and look downstairs and say, "What? You're leaving now?"
"Yes, we're going to have to take two cars, so you can just come when you're ready. Here's your ticket to 'I Am Legend.'"
I think to myself, "What? 'I Am Legend?' I thought we were all going to go see 'National Treasure...'"
"What?" I ask. And it hits me. She bought me a stinking ticket to "I Am Legend" all for myself. "Never mind, I'm not talking to you." With that, I go back in my room and continue to get dressed and ready for the day.
My dad shows up in my door to talk to me because I won't talk to my sister, and explains that now we're going in three cars because he's bringing back some family that don't want to go shopping after the movie. I ask him if I'm going to "I Am Legend" by myself. His reply is "Yes."
Great. Thanks. Thank you FAMILY for buying me a freaking ticket to go see a movie by myself. Never mind asking me if I want to go by myself, never mind asking me if I'd rather compromise and see "National Treasure" with everyone else, just go ahead and buy my ticket off of Fandango for me and I'll be more than content to sit by myself in a theatre for two hours.
Have I ever gone to a movie by myself?
Certainly, if I wanted to see "I Am Legend" that badly enough, I would have already gone now and just seen it by myself already. If I have a car, and if I have the $6 to buy a ticket, and if I have the time, why would I have not already gone to see any movie of interest to me by now?
Hmm, maybe it's because I DON'T GO TO MOVIES ALONE! MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE NEVER, HAVE I EVER, WANTED TO GO OR ASKED TO GO TO A MOVIE BY MYSELF, ESPECIALLY WHEN MY FAMILY IS TWO THEATRES DOWN! (okay, maybe all caps was a bit too bold...)
I don't think anger is strong enough or even applicable enough to describe how I felt. My own family just bought me a ticket to go see a movie by myself. The same family that has told me in the past to suck it up and go along with what the family wanted just arbitrarily bought me a ticket to go and be by myself. And, might I add, ON FREAKING CHRISTMAS EVE!!! WHAT THE CRAP!?!?!?!?
So, what did I do?
I went and saw the freaking movie. I wasn't about to let that perfectly good ticket go to waste. I wasn't about to let my dad know he wasted $10 buying me a ticket online with his credit card. I wasn't about to NOT go see a movie I've been looking forward to for some time now.
But still, by myself? BY MY FREAKING SELF!?!?!? ON CHRISTMAS EVE!?!?!?! Geeze, this is RIDICULOUS!
Aside from all this, the movie was good. I actually almost enjoyed being by myself for a change. Maybe if I'm ever completely burnt out on all things, and hate all my friends, and my entire life, I might go back to see a movie by myself again, but according to Facebook I've got about 475 people to burn through at UMHB before I'm that alone.
So, Merry Christmas to you and yours, and may your yuletide be as gay as ever. Mine certainly has been.
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