If I leave here tomorrow . . .

So, I recently saw the movie Elizabethtown (Orlando Bloom - yum) with my mom & my sister (who were kind enough to make the long drive up here to the far away land known as northern Michigan to visit me). And in the movie at the end of a funeral service there is a live band that comes out on stage and they play Freebird. That's right, Freebird. You know, that little known rock song by Lynard Skynard? So, I'm just putting it out there now so that my dying wishes are know - I want a live band playing Freebird at my funeral. Who doesn't love Freebird? I mean, it is only one of the most wonderfully cliche rock anthems out there. The pure kitchiness of this song makes me happy. Almost every concert I've been to, there has been someone who shouts from the darkness during that pause between songs when the band is re-grouping "Freebird! Freebird!"

Oh and I don't just want a band playing Freebird, I also want lighters to be passed out to everyone attending the funeral with the following instructions taped to them, "You know what to do."

I got a rock

In honor of one of my most favoritest holiday cartoons as a kid, It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown (which is on tonight):
Which Peanut's Character Are You?
(It has to be said that apparently, me? Not very knowing of the Charlie Brown characters because who in the name of the Great Pumpkin is Rerun? Although it, of course, makes sense that I have no recollection of Rerun as he is the one easily overlooked. And also? Little did I know that I have charm and cleverness that I could have been using to my advantage all of this time. Damn.)



You are Rerun!


Which Peanuts Character are You?
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Top 15 Films of the Last 15 Years

And now, by request from Bittersweetjaded and with a cue from IMDB, (insert gratuitous drumroll here):

My top 15 films of the last 15 years (in no particular order):

1. Memento
2. The Royal Tenenbaums
3. Pulp Fiction
4. The Big Lebowski
5. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
6. Napolean Dynamite
7. American Beauty
8. Rushmore
9. The Usual Suspects
10. Office Space
11. Forrest Gump
12. Election
13. There's Something About Mary
14. Goodfellas
15. Kill Bill Vol. 1 & Vol. 2 (I'm counting it as 1 - just try & stop me)

Wow, this was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

So, internet, please tell me - what great movies would you have put on the list?

Ode to Mousey

Mousey*, you were a good pet to Lily & Wilson and to us.
Oh how the kitties loved to sit & watch you for hours.
You weren't afraid - you would stare back with your big, black eyes with a look that said, "Na-na-na-na-na-na! Suckers - you can't get me."
Mousey, who loved to run on his wheel. The squeak, squeak, squeak at 3:00 am will be missed.
Mousey, who loved sunflower seeds the best.
Mousey, who would horde all of his food in his cotton ball nest inside his deluxe mouse condo as soon as it hit the dish like any self respecting mouse would.
Mousey, who liked to chew on wooden fruit pieces.
Mousey, you will be missed.
Rest in peace under the old apple tree on the hill.

*A close likeness of the real Mousey

Dear CSI: Las Vegas

Dear CSI: Las Vegas,
Why, oh why do you insist on searching your crime scenes in the dark with your tiny Maglite flashlights when you could just flip a switch? I know it's a much more dramatic affect when it's dark and your walking around some dead person's bedroom looking for clues with only a stream of light from your tiny flashlight. But, please, please for the sake of your eyes put to use this really great invention called the light switch. And it's just an idea, but wouldn't it be much easier to find evidence if you would just shed some more light on the situation? (But, what do I know as I am not a great forensic investigator.)

Concerned for you eyes & slightly annoyed by your tiny flashlights,

Carley

P.S. I don't know if you have any pull, but CSI: Miami would be MUCH more enjoyable if they would just get rid of that red haired dude. He's so overly dramatic. It would really make my Monday nights better.

Just say NO to the nip

Josh & I have two cats, Lily & Wilson. Lily is a sweet, but admittedly weird little calico. And then there's Wilson of whom today's entry is about. Wilson is a big, loveable orange tabby. And by big I mean he has an over abundance of testosterone. When he was a kitten & we took him to the vet like the good parents that we are, they were shocked at how large his, um, 'berries' were (no really, they were shocking). And while he was supposedly to young to be neutered, they ended up being able to do it then & there. (Which really has nothing to do with today's story but, it makes me laugh, so I thought I'd share.)
So, Wilson. He's a cat. Who likes bananas. And by likes I mean bananas cannot be left unattended on the kitchen counter because he will jump on said counter, drag the poor, unsuspecting bananas onto the floor, gnaw through all of the peels, and proceed to eat bits & pieces of the entire bunch (apparently he doesn't like the bruised areas). Also? If a banana is opened by one of us to be eaten? His super sonic cat ears hear this & he comes tearing through the house to beg & plead at your feet for a bite of the banana (no bruised parts please).
Now, the other part to the story is that my friend just took a suicide trip to New Hampshire (and by suicide I mean she left Michigan on a Thursday afternoon, drove to New Hampshire, had some fun in the 'Live Free or Die' state, and was back in Michigan by Monday). She brought back Dr. Pussum's high grade, stem free, organic catnip for the kitties. Apparently, New Hampshire knows how to grow them some catnip because I have never seen Wilson react the way he did when I dropped the bag in front of his face. He took one whiff & it was over. This stuff is kitty krack people. He spent the rest of the night nipped out & he was still at it this morning when I got up. He apparently had the munchies because when I opened a banana to put on my cereal it was all paws flailing through the air & fur flying. Did he want some banana? I'm thinking so. Did he get some banana? Heck yeah. If you had a big, orange tabby flying through the air with kitty krack eyes you'd throw banana at him, too. I'm pretty sure my life depended on it.

I am an HTML genius

Look, look! No, over there, on the side. See where it says 'Sites I Consider Daily'? Yeah, I did that. Quiet down, quiet down - applause really aren't necessary. But, who knew that I was an HTML genius?

(Ok, seriously? If you can't tell, I'm damn proud of myself. 'Hi, my name is Carley and I'm an HTML idiot genius.' All of you computer smarties out there? High fives for all!)