Category: The Friends

son of rambow is not a sly stallone joint. and other ditties.

so, the husband downloaded this movie and was begging me to watch. i resisted. Son of Rambo, i thought? is that going to be like Son of Kong? um, yeah, no thanks…i’d rather watch the last 6 episodes of Six Feet Under (we are in the homestretch!) and then i…

um, yeah, this is a post about nothing. hey, at least i warned you

so…i’m trying to make the switch from Tim Horton’s coffee in the morning to McDonald’s. About a year or so ago, i made the switch from Starbucks to Tim’s, mostly to save money. i was spending upwards of $4 every morning for a latte, because Starbucks actual coffee totally blows….

memory is a gift. cherish it.

last night i watched The Diving Bell and the Butterfly…which, by the by, is easily one of the best movies i’ve ever seen…it’s the true story of Elle Magazine editor Jean-Dominique Bauby who suffers a massive stroke, leaving him mentally aware but completely paralyzed with the exception of his left…