If you could choose your parents…

who would you choose?

I’d choose Samantha Stephens (Bewitched) as my mother, and Indiana Jones (Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom) as my father.

That’d be one kick-ass family adventure…

   

 

Wednesday’s Abs: in the pink

One bites a trophy; one bites the dust.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2008 French Open tennis winner, Spain’s Rafael Nadal, bites his trophy as he poses for the press.  Nadal defeated Switzerland’s Roger Federer during the men’s final match of the French Open tennis tournament on Sunday June 8. 

In other Sports News…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big Brown bites the dust– with a stunning last-place finish in the 2008 Belmont Stakes.  Spectators were left wondering wtf (??!).

Big Brown became the first horse seeking the Triple Crown to finish last in 140 years of running the 1.5 mile Belmont.

 

Stephanie Klein is Moose (errr, Mousse?)

Oh, she’s a dish alright (and gutsy to boot!). Enjoy…

more about “Greek Tragedy“, posted with vodpod

 

Movie Reviews: Forgetting Sarah Marshall; Juno

There were things I both loved and hated about Forgetting Sarah Marshall…

Scenery?  Loved it.
Male, full-frontal nudity?  ’bout freakin’ time.
Mila Kunis?  Gorgeous!
Dracula opera w/puppets?  Original and bold.

But–
maybe a little too much stereotypical “humor,” and LONGISH in parts.

Still, Contessa says, “Not a bad way to spend a rainy afternoon at matinee prices.”

This movie was:
(+) cheating/infidelity: it’s why we’re all trying to forget Sarah Marshall.
(-) puking: amazingly enough, with all the raunchy humor, no puking scene.  Or maybe I missed it?…

 

Rented this one on DVD.  Watched it this evening.  Loved Juno! 

Amazingly quirky. 
Awesome soundtrack. 
And orange tic tacs… What’s NOT to love?

Contessa says, “A must see!”

This movie was:
(+) puking:  hello– pregnant teen in the house!
(-) cheating/infidelity.  

That Brooke Chick

She has such a pained expression on her face when she sings… (herpes, or constipated?)

It’s all beginning to make sense now…

And, speaking of puffers…

She looks like she’s puffed a few back in the day….

(and I’m guessing she inhaled)

simpatico

I’ve always known that I’m head-over-heels for John Mayer, but this confirmed it. 

(you just gotta love a guy that dusts)

I’m drinking tea… again.

And as usual– when I’m really sick– I’ve been having weird dreams.

Take last night for example– I dreamt I was in bed with Michael Douglas (having sex for christ’s sake).  And yes, I woke up smiling like Katherine Zeta Jones (if you must know)… but ewwww, and ohmygod, Michael Douglas!?… super creepy.

Huge ICK factor.  H-U-G-E.

Still not sure which image below I find more disturbing… ?

More Christina? (2007)

 
More Demi? (1991)

More Jennifer? (2007)

More hairy ass? (2007)