I just got back from seeing Juno. Incredible movie.
I totally related to Juno, minus the pregnancy obviously (or “obvs” as the kids are saying it these days). I used to dress exactly like her, down to the same damn shoes. But I guess lots of kids wore Chuck Taylor’s in h.s. I also was renowned for using “big words” all the time, and my friends loved to tease me about my vocab. In addition, she liked Paulie Bleeker. A kid that I’m going to guess doesn’t exactly rock most girls worlds…but I would have adored him, and most of my crushes were on guys just like him, i.e. slightly geeky, but sweet and someone who knew who he was. If only the addiction to orange Tic-Tacs was had by Juno instead of Paulie, that would be me. Ok, so the similarities are pretty superficial, but when you’re watching someone that reminds you of yourself at age 16, it’s kinda freaky.
I’m sure none of this makes any sense to you, so the only thing to do is to go see the damn movie, and tell me what you thought.
Juno MacGuff: I think I’m, like, in love with you. Paulie Bleeker: You mean as friends? Juno MacGuff: No, I mean, like, for real. ‘Cause you’re, like, the coolest person I’ve ever met, and you don’t even have to try, you know… Paulie Bleeker: I try really hard, actually.
What a sweet scene. Michael Cera is adorable. I need to see this movie.
A mother helped her six-year-old daughter write a fake essay to win Hannah Montana tickets. I thought a parents job was to help their children learn morals and values? I hope that this mother has some sense of shame after getting caught, but my guess is the only lesson this woman learned was to not get caught next time. I feel kind of bad for her daughter.
Santa: Remember, you have to be very good so I can bring you lots of presents. Little girl: I have been! I have been! Santa: I came by your house the other day. Did you know that? Little girl: Really?! Wow! Santa: I looked in your window, and I saw lots of messy toys on your floor. And clothes. Little girl, crying: I was just going to get a glass of water and then go back to clean them up, I promise! Santa: Whatever.
Planning for The Big Dig in Boston started in the early 80’s, and ground was broken in 1991. After 16 years of construction, The Big Dig is complete!
When I moved to Watertown, MA (next to Cambridge) the first thing I learned about Boston was that you knew where The Big Dig construction was going on by the blue wooden walls marking the surrounding area.
I’m glad to hear that those walls are finally down.
"Hey, it’s Geo, umm I’m up from my nap, and out running some Christmas shopping errands and thought I’d give you a call-ll, call me when you ca-an. [laugh] I was just thinking today that if you and I had gotten married, people would call us Meg and Greg….[resigned tone] which is fine. Anyhoo[laughing]…bye!"
I’m sick of religious media commentators being up in arms about the perceived secularization of Christmas. I agree that materialism is out of control in our culture, but humans all over the world have been celebrating the winter solstice time since long before Jesus. Roland Martin recently said, “we should continue to remember that Jesus is the reason for the season.” Well, no; the reason for the season is the axis of the Earth being tilted on its orbital plane. Humans are cyclical by nature, and it makes sense for us to have a big party during the coldest, darkest part of the year as a kind of psychological rebirth and comfort. Martin and others need to remember that solstice celebrations touch something more primal than religion and that the early Church designated this time for Christmas in reflection of that (no one knows when Jesus was actually born). For me, saying “happy holidays” has nothing to do with political correctness, and everything to do with acknowledging our natural human cycle and the seasons. We’re not taking the Christ out of Christmas, we’re taking the Christmas out of Winter Solstice, and that’s the kind of fundamentalism I can get down with. — jstn
Very interesting perspective. Of course, he’s going to hell. Still interesting nonetheless. :)