The other evening Chris, myself, our film friend, and his friend saw an advance screening of "Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull" and were shown to our seats by a woman who - I kid you not - looked the spit and image of Kim Cattrall. Like, Cattrall from her "Mannequin" days. Chris can barely separate Cattrall from her character on "Sex and the City" and thinks she's a skanky hag. So I was confronted with this awful dilemma: do I compliment the PR lady who EVERYONE thought looked like Cattrall (she's probably heard it before) or worse, if I do, what if she also thinks that Cattrall is a skanky hag and interprets it as an insult? So we all just stared at her instead and made incessant remarks about how my gawd, she is really pretty and looks like she just walked off the show's set. (We also sat behind a herd of Rams players. I have never seen bigger men in my entire life.)

Since I've gotten completely off-road with that, I've a review of the movie up over at Mamapop, for whom I'll occasionally be writing.

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