John Hughes

I have been having a night! Started off with watching the latest "Gilmore Girls" episode. I know, not an 80's film but it's what came after that counts. My lover-ly husband found "Better Off Dead" on ABC Family. John Cusack at his finest if you ask me. Then I found "Some Kind of Wonderful" on Oh!, Oxygen Network. Just in time to see Watts (Mary Stuart Masterson) give Keith (Eric Stoltz) some pointers on how to deliver, "a kiss that kills." Such an AWESOME movie. I feel like a giddy school girl whenever I see the film, especially that scene.

There's something about a John Hughes film that will always strike a chord in me. Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink (Ducky!), The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, and the aforementioned Some Kind of Wonderful all remind me of being in junior high and high school and feeling different and wondering if I would ever fit in. Then once I got married, I fell in love with "She's Having a Baby". Another great, but underrated flick.

If you ever have a chance, rent a few of his films and make a night of it. You'll be surprised by how much you end up relating to the characters.

OK Go - Here It Goes Again

I would pay LOTS of money to any gym that let me do this on their treadmills. Did you see them do it live for the VMA's? Very cool!

My newest toy. Isn't it pretty? Isn't it tiny? Don't you want to run out and buy one? I love apple.

I know, I know, I'm a crass consumer. But sometimes I just can't help myself.

communication

I really hate it when people don't tell you what they are thinking. Especially if you are asking them for an honest opinion. Or they talk to a third person about an issue with you instead of going directly to the source. Case in point, someone was trying to get some papers from me that needed to be turned in last month. So does she call me, email me, try to contact me in any way? NO! She goes to my friend instead and drops the info that I haven't turned in the papers. So then I get told a week later by this friend that I need to get my ass in gear. Wouldn't it have been easier to get a hold of me directly? She could have had her stuff that much sooner. So my passive-agressive self decided to wait and see if the woman would ever contact me directly. She finally did today and I had those papers in her hot little hand with in two hours of her call. See how easy that was? She could have had them last week but she had to go and tell someone else first. What a pisser!