Saturday, August 12, 2006

So white trash / sooo gnarly!

Hay and I went to see Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby today. I thought it was pretty hilarious, so white trash that the shock was hysterical. It had an appropriately tragic story line and a creative comeback scenario. I'm going A for plot, A+++ for potty-mouthed children, and A for the overall movie. I guess I was born for the trash. Ya know, I used to live the trash so it has a special spot in my heart that I can't quite rip out without causing irreparable damage to myself, so I'll keep it. :D

After the movie we went to Olive Garden to grab a bite and some of our favorite black tie mousse cake. We have yet to eat it, because we took it to go, but I'm pretty psyched to have some black tie mousse cake in my mouth. While I was writing this Hay got me a piece! Oh, baby baby baby.

Since MTV was showing a marathon of the original Laguna Beach and I enjoyed The Hills so much, I set the LB episodes up to record and have been watching a bunch of them this evening. I had no idea that Kristin is such a nasty girl! Man! I understand that she hates Lauren for a good reason (hooking up with her man), but she is just a negative person. Just a snotty girl. I hope she's grown up since then... And she says gnarly a lot. Who says that? Surfers, sure. Oh, right, she lives in “The OC” and (in the show) dates a surfer. Gnarly.

1 comment:

Maman said...

hmm.... and my evening consisted of trying to justify why I allow my filles to read Freaky Friday and other childhood favorites from my day and age... yes, they may have terms we don't use these days, but we do still have parents to explain these terms/why they were in familiar usage... the great grandmother defense, if you will..

The modern equivalent is "The Princess Diaries"... finish that and tell me you think of Julie Andrews!