Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The Sound of My Own Voice

It should not come as any shock that I enjoy listening to myself talk. I mean, I have a blog for God's sake! I'm the first to tell you that 9 out of 10 bloggers are super self-involved (we are a proud people). I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that I get a kick out of reading what I write; I crack myself up. On a related note, I like it when people remind me of things I've said because I have the hardest time remembering all my witty remarks.

I came home from school (and Target, where I smacked the bejesus out of my head on a clothes rack...I mean, I just ran right into the thing) to discover my brother watching movies on the encore! movie channels. After I Heart Huckabees was over, he searched for more entertainment. Unfortunately, it was about 4 in the afternoon and there was nothing on. We debated several of the God-awful movie titles available to us and Will opted for the remainder of American Ninja 4.

Now I was nervous for a number of reasons: As a rule, I don't like to start watching movies mid-way through not to mention the fact that I had never seen the first three installments of the American Ninja series. Believe it or not, we caught up and now we're dying to see the first half of the film. I don't want to ruin it for you; you'll just have to check it out for yourself. While Will and I were explaining the film to Amy Jo, Will mentioned that he chose it because it appeared to be a Mystery Science Theatre quality movie with no commentary (other than our own). That's when Amy Jo mentioned that she never cared for Mystery Science Theatre because it was always a crappy movie with equally crappy commentary. I agreed and mentioned that I would rather listen to my own commentary. Amy Jo would also rather hear my commentary. I'm going to go out on a limb and say you would, too.

So if all my other dreams fall through, I plan on starting my own Mystery Science Theatre type program. But I'll comment on all movies. And TV. And books. And everything else. Basically it would be my blog...only with me talking instead of writing.

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