...but obviously I've seen some Hotness at the movies. My future husband and I saw the new pirate movie, and Johnny Depp is Hot. Orlando Bloom I still don't think is hot, but I know other people feel that he is. These people have obviously never seen Omar Epps without a shirt on, and that's their issue. Also, I believe that the female lead is likely Hot for some men, though some think she is Skeletor. Skeletor is from He-Man- which I totally watched as a child all the time. There's a wine that I order when we're out that's called Chateau Grey-something; and the only reason I get it is because the name sounds like Castle Greyskull. After the sommelier walks away, I get to yell, "by the power of greyskull.....I have the power!"
Which brings me to a different toy from my childhood- the Transformers. The preview for the new Transformers movie was on before Hot Pirate II, and I'm mildly excited about that. Because really, I can't remember much about the Transformers despite owning several of them. I really had no idea it had anything to do with Mars. Tug tried to explain it to me last night, but I still don't understand why there's a semi truck named Optimus Prime on Mars. If anyone has insight on the Autobot/Decepticon backstory, they should post it, because while I will order He-Man wine, I won't search the internet for stories about Transformers.
What else? I'm in Pleasanton this week, staying at a cute little two-story hotel. I checked in last night, and was sitting at my desk thinking about Transformers, when I noticed an advertisement on the desk asking me if I had forgot my cell phone charger. I hadn't, but I flipped it to the other side, and it said "Got a Headache?" "Finding help doesn't have to be a pain." I did have a headache, because an old man hit me in the head in his attempt to try to get off the plane before it stopped. I hate it when people do that, but now I hate it more because I got hit in the head pretty hard. He did apologize, but I couldn't think of how to respond besides, "Oh, no problem, despite the fact that everyone leaves the plane in order of the aisle they're sitting in- I can understand why you need to fly out of your seat and stand in the aisle before we park. My head was the leverage you needed to do that, right? So be it." And I never use that many words while travelling.
Back to the sign- the other side said "Hungry? Here's some food for thought." And there was a pretty picture of fruits and cookies. The last picture was a toothbrush with the words, "Left Something? Make it all right." I really didn't need anything in particular, but I like to wander through hotel shops sometimes, so I decided to go check this one out. It said it was open 24 hours and took credit cards. Sweet. So I went looking for it- and it's just a wall of vending machines hooked up to a huge computer. You just tell the computer what you want, slide your card, and your alarm clock gets pushed out of the wall by one of those spring/coil type things. I've never been so enchanted and disappointed all at once. I mean, I loved the idea of a clock shooting out of a wall, but I wanted to browse an actual store. And there was only one computer, so if I browsed the whole inventory, no one would be able to rush "in" and buy a quick tube of aspirin. Plus, after seeing the pictures of fresh fruit and cookies, I was kind of interested in purchasing some food. But I didn't want wall food that's hidden behind a screen until I've already decided on it. So mostly I was mad that the ad tricked me. If I had just stumbled on the vending wall, I probably would have bought a dozen things just for fun.
Oh, I saw Superman as well. Did I mention that anywhere? I liked it, it made me feel like a little kid again. And Kevin Spacey is attractive. I won't call him Hot, because it doesn't feel right, but he's attractive. I wouldn't want him to make me breakfast in bed and whisper sweet words to me- not that kind of attractive, you know? More like, I want him to buy me some diamonds and then yell at me. And then come back and apologize. And then yell again. He's that kind of attractive. I know what I mean. If you don't, there's nothing I can do about that.
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