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Congratulations, billionaire millionaires.
FTFY
Alan Rickman too? Effing hell. Eff cancer.
I'm worried we've taken this 69=nice thing a bit too far and now some higher power is taking away all of our cool 69 year olds. Someone get Patti Smith into a secure bunker.
Pattern is now:
69 years old
British
Has worn prosthetic non-genitals for a film.
Ms. Smith should be safe.
Aye. His death in Die Hard would have been the way to go.
I quite liked Rickman, though I don't think he hit the heights of Die Hard in anything after. There weren't enough greedy snakes available for him to play, I guess.
I dunno. His Sheriff of Nottingham....
Ah, yes, he was a bright spot there. I hardly remember it; I had to drink a lot to get through that one.
I had to drink a lot to get through that one
Presumably you were older than I was when I saw it (in the theater in 1993)!
My sister and I looooooooooved quoting from the "cut your heart out with a spoon" bit when we were in high school.
I think my wife used that a bit when she was younger as well.
Oops, that's from Men in Tights, not Prince of Theives. Still funny, though.
Now you all know why I generally refrain from contributing to movie discussions. (#^.^#)
No, the was PoT.
Gah! (#^.^#) (#^.^#) (#^.^#)
This is all coming back to me now. PoT came out in 1991. I think I saw it in the theater for my birthday (which was just a few weeks after the release date). And I listened to the soundtrack on cassette incessantly that summer.
Bryan. Friggin. Adams.
Actually, for some reason this was one of the movies that wife and I defaulted to watching while hanging out while still in high school.
In other news, I don't know how to italicize things correctly. I'm going to blame everything on the chaos of today's office move. (Not a new building--just playing musical chairs in the current space.)
I held hands with Molly Patrick during "Everything I Do" at the Roller Garden for a school event. That was a huge get.
That may or may not be our song. That one, or something from Armageddon. I should probably know this.
Do married couples still have songs? Did Philosofette and I ever have a song? Does a bunch of dudes lip-syncing and dancing to Elephant Love Medley count as a song? Because the song apart from the dancing... eh, that's not our song. But with the lip-synching and bad puns and painstakingly home-made-disco-ball? That's totally our song.
That's it then. Cancel the kitchen scraps for the lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and call off Christmas.
Philo, you had a whole CD.
"I wanna kiss her but she's way too tall."
Yeah, I guess we did.
Do married couples still have songs?
Probably. We danced to a Peter Gabriel song at our reception.
There was also a Beck song that was close to being one.
I leave the determination of the particular songs as an exercise for the reader.
We were married in 2000, so, for example, it couldn't be Peter Gabriel's cover of "Heroes".
Call me a lowbrow plebian I guess. I asked for (and received) Prince of Thieves for Christmas this year. Freeman, Costner & Rickman? Yes please.
I re-watched that recently. Costner is just awful, but Freeman and Rickman more than make up for it.
Costner is laughable garbage, plebeian.
Re-watched that recently. His scenes were so over-the-top vicious.
We had considered letting the kids watch this, until the re-watch made us remember the rape and the whores among other things, and which we saw for the first time through parental eyes.
I recall enjoying him immensely in Dogma.
"Madam, I am ill-equipped."
Or something like that.
That and spitting out the tequila.
The bit of trivia that perhaps everyone knows about that fall is, not a fan of the stunt to begin with, Rickman was let go on the count of 2 instead of 3 as he was expecting, hence, the genuinely surprised reaction.
I loved him in Galaxy Quest.
I just saw that that's on Netflix. I might watch it soon.
You absolutely should. I think that's my favorite role of his.
It's a good movie all-around, but he shines brighter than the rest of it.
Barely over Tony Shaloub and Sam Rockwell, though. But yeah, no quibbles with that statement.
I probably couldn't pick a favorite role in that if I had too.
I will say this: 1999 Sigourney Weaver was hot as a catalytic converter.
"I've got one job to do. It's stupid, but I'm going to do it!"
He's about the perfect Snape in Harry Potter, too.
Yup
The way he delivered lines as Snape, with those wonderful unexpected pauses between words, was phenomenal. Such great timing and such a great ear.
So much this.
My one quibble is they could have made him look a little less like Trent Reznor.
This is where I've had such a tough time. I love Rickman, but after the first couple of movies I thought ..wow, is he ever phoning it in for his paycheck. I know he earned it later working for different directors, but he was rough in the first couple.
I know it isn't Christmas anymore, but this is probably a good time to pull the DVD out.
Truly, Madly, Deeply. is a sadly over-looked film. He's absolutely fantastic in it. Highly recommended.
Free association, but speaking of Christmas and overlooked films, does anybody remember Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence? David Bowie and Tom Conti in a WWII Japanese POW camp. I haven't seen it in 30 years, but I distinctly remember how impressed I was by Bowie's acting in that movie.
All I know about it is Ryuichi Sakamoto's theme song. I pull it out every December.
(Note: Sakamoto is only 64.)
OK, I also know that Sakamoto is in the film.
Soooooo, I'm still not rich. This is both not at all surprising and a bummer at the same time.
Terrible two sitting right in front of me. Of course she is. Thank God it's a short leg to Little Rock.
There's most likely a parent there who is waaay more uncomfortable than you are about the whole thing.
Oh, certainly. She was apologizing to everyone, but we'd all pretty much been there one time or other. She kept it is pretty much the whole flight - that's going to be one tired little girl.
On the positive side: Little Rock! :/ next stop - Spookyville
Words any father wants to hear at 1 a.m.: "Daddy, I'm si--- blaaaaaaaargh!!"
Ugh. Sorry dude. I had that a month or so ago. Exhausting.
And of course, not at 9pm or 5am. Smack dab in the middle.
Ah, 1:00 a.m. The vomiting hour.
Funny, that's what I used to call it in college.
On some level, I guess I have to admit that I had it better than that.
Worked from home yesterday with a feverish Kernel alternately napping and watching cartoons on the couch.
She eats very little for breakfast, lunch or dinner and then retreats to the couch and promptly falls asleep.
Temp spikes so I give her ibuprofen and put her to bed before 6:30 ... That she doesn't complain about the early bedtime confirms how poorly she's feeling.
She wakes me up at midnight suffering cold sweats, highish fever and an empty sippy cup. Refill it and return her to bed.
Wakes me up at 3:30 by crawling into my bed* - same deal as midnight. Give her another dose of ibuprofen, refill the water and leave her in my bed to sleep.
She wakes up at 6:30 "feeling better" so I take her to daycare and head off to work.
Daycare calls at 12:30 - fever back. Kid's shivering but flushed. Leave work and bring her home.
Working from home again and, because she had a fever today, she can't go back to daycare tomorrow.
No puking though so #winning I guess?
*wife is in Atlanta for work ... Left yesterday morning and gets back tomorrow night.
I thought for a moment this was a continuation of Runner's thread. That would've been the icing on his cake, so to speak.
I'm impressed. The only word my children know in the middle of the night is "Mommy!"
I had that thought too. 🙂
Somehow or other my kids know I'm the one to come to for puking. Philosofette does not do well with that. Everything else, they usually go to her.
Interesting. Wife really does not do well with it, as in: irrational phobia and anxiety attacks. Apparently, as far as phobias go, this is more common than us puke-and-rally types would think.
Younger Daughter had a very bad stomach flu experience as a child and to this day has an irrational fear of vomiting (or being around vomit in any way). Her puke phobia is on par with my hypodermic needle phobia (which I have come far in overcoming, albeit at a late age).
EAR and I team up.
I clean and calm the kid. She gets the sheets, clothes, whathaveyou in the washer.
I stay up with the kid if necessary.
We got there through trial and error of me spilling vomit off the sheets onto the rug, and her having to re-wash loads of laundry because there was still vomit after a cycle. (My retort: at least it's clean and sanitized vomit!)
I'm not afraid to hug a pukey kid, or get my PJs all wet holding them in the shower if need be. (Puke baths are gross.)
That is without question the most beautiful thing I've read all day.
So the lessen here is if you don't want to do a job, do it half-baked!
No, the lesson is Comparative Advantage.
She's better at caring for the kids than I am, too. But she's much better than I am at the cleaning the sheets and bed.
I am better at her at being operational on next-to-no sleep and encouraging a kid to "get more in the bucket next time!"
I was still up having just finished working, so I had the pleasure. If we were both in bed, it would have been Mommy. Trey is taking after his brother by puking once and then being perfectly fine. He cried this morning because my wife told him he couldn't go to school. He was upset that he wouldn't get a perfect attendance award this year.
Congratulations,
billionairemillionaires.FTFY
Alan Rickman too? Effing hell. Eff cancer.
I'm worried we've taken this 69=nice thing a bit too far and now some higher power is taking away all of our cool 69 year olds. Someone get Patti Smith into a secure bunker.
Pattern is now:
Ms. Smith should be safe.
Aye. His death in Die Hard would have been the way to go.
I quite liked Rickman, though I don't think he hit the heights of Die Hard in anything after. There weren't enough greedy snakes available for him to play, I guess.
I dunno. His Sheriff of Nottingham....
Ah, yes, he was a bright spot there. I hardly remember it; I had to drink a lot to get through that one.
I had to drink a lot to get through that one
Presumably you were older than I was when I saw it (in the theater in 1993)!
My sister and I looooooooooved quoting from the "cut your heart out with a spoon" bit when we were in high school.
I think my wife used that a bit when she was younger as well.
Oops, that's from Men in Tights, not Prince of Theives. Still funny, though.
Now you all know why I generally refrain from contributing to movie discussions. (#^.^#)
No, the was PoT.
Gah! (#^.^#) (#^.^#) (#^.^#)
This is all coming back to me now. PoT came out in 1991. I think I saw it in the theater for my birthday (which was just a few weeks after the release date). And I listened to the soundtrack on cassette incessantly that summer.
Bryan. Friggin. Adams.
Actually, for some reason this was one of the movies that wife and I defaulted to watching while hanging out while still in high school.
In other news, I don't know how to italicize things correctly. I'm going to blame everything on the chaos of today's office move. (Not a new building--just playing musical chairs in the current space.)
I held hands with Molly Patrick during "Everything I Do" at the Roller Garden for a school event. That was a huge get.
That may or may not be our song. That one, or something from Armageddon. I should probably know this.
Do married couples still have songs? Did Philosofette and I ever have a song? Does a bunch of dudes lip-syncing and dancing to Elephant Love Medley count as a song? Because the song apart from the dancing... eh, that's not our song. But with the lip-synching and bad puns and painstakingly home-made-disco-ball? That's totally our song.
That's it then. Cancel the kitchen scraps for the lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and call off Christmas.
Philo, you had a whole CD.
"I wanna kiss her but she's way too tall."
Yeah, I guess we did.
Do married couples still have songs?
Probably. We danced to a Peter Gabriel song at our reception.
There was also a Beck song that was close to being one.
I leave the determination of the particular songs as an exercise for the reader.
We were married in 2000, so, for example, it couldn't be Peter Gabriel's cover of "Heroes".
Call me a lowbrow plebian I guess. I asked for (and received) Prince of Thieves for Christmas this year. Freeman, Costner & Rickman? Yes please.
I re-watched that recently. Costner is just awful, but Freeman and Rickman more than make up for it.
Costner is laughable garbage, plebeian.
Re-watched that recently. His scenes were so over-the-top vicious.
We had considered letting the kids watch this, until the re-watch made us remember the rape and the whores among other things, and which we saw for the first time through parental eyes.
I recall enjoying him immensely in Dogma.
"Madam, I am ill-equipped."
Or something like that.
That and spitting out the tequila.
The bit of trivia that perhaps everyone knows about that fall is, not a fan of the stunt to begin with, Rickman was let go on the count of 2 instead of 3 as he was expecting, hence, the genuinely surprised reaction.
I loved him in Galaxy Quest.
I just saw that that's on Netflix. I might watch it soon.
You absolutely should. I think that's my favorite role of his.
It's a good movie all-around, but he shines brighter than the rest of it.
Barely over Tony Shaloub and Sam Rockwell, though. But yeah, no quibbles with that statement.
I probably couldn't pick a favorite role in that if I had too.
I will say this: 1999 Sigourney Weaver was hot as a catalytic converter.
"I've got one job to do. It's stupid, but I'm going to do it!"
He's about the perfect Snape in Harry Potter, too.
Yup
The way he delivered lines as Snape, with those wonderful unexpected pauses between words, was phenomenal. Such great timing and such a great ear.
So much this.
My one quibble is they could have made him look a little less like Trent Reznor.
This is where I've had such a tough time. I love Rickman, but after the first couple of movies I thought ..wow, is he ever phoning it in for his paycheck. I know he earned it later working for different directors, but he was rough in the first couple.
I know it isn't Christmas anymore, but this is probably a good time to pull the DVD out.
Truly, Madly, Deeply. is a sadly over-looked film. He's absolutely fantastic in it. Highly recommended.
Free association, but speaking of Christmas and overlooked films, does anybody remember Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence? David Bowie and Tom Conti in a WWII Japanese POW camp. I haven't seen it in 30 years, but I distinctly remember how impressed I was by Bowie's acting in that movie.
All I know about it is Ryuichi Sakamoto's theme song. I pull it out every December.
(Note: Sakamoto is only 64.)
OK, I also know that Sakamoto is in the film.
Soooooo, I'm still not rich. This is both not at all surprising and a bummer at the same time.
Terrible two sitting right in front of me. Of course she is. Thank God it's a short leg to Little Rock.
There's most likely a parent there who is waaay more uncomfortable than you are about the whole thing.
Oh, certainly. She was apologizing to everyone, but we'd all pretty much been there one time or other. She kept it is pretty much the whole flight - that's going to be one tired little girl.
On the positive side: Little Rock! :/ next stop - Spookyville
Words any father wants to hear at 1 a.m.: "Daddy, I'm si--- blaaaaaaaargh!!"
Ugh. Sorry dude. I had that a month or so ago. Exhausting.
And of course, not at 9pm or 5am. Smack dab in the middle.
Ah, 1:00 a.m. The vomiting hour.
Funny, that's what I used to call it in college.
On some level, I guess I have to admit that I had it better than that.
Worked from home yesterday with a feverish Kernel alternately napping and watching cartoons on the couch.
She eats very little for breakfast, lunch or dinner and then retreats to the couch and promptly falls asleep.
Temp spikes so I give her ibuprofen and put her to bed before 6:30 ... That she doesn't complain about the early bedtime confirms how poorly she's feeling.
She wakes me up at midnight suffering cold sweats, highish fever and an empty sippy cup. Refill it and return her to bed.
Wakes me up at 3:30 by crawling into my bed* - same deal as midnight. Give her another dose of ibuprofen, refill the water and leave her in my bed to sleep.
She wakes up at 6:30 "feeling better" so I take her to daycare and head off to work.
Daycare calls at 12:30 - fever back. Kid's shivering but flushed. Leave work and bring her home.
Working from home again and, because she had a fever today, she can't go back to daycare tomorrow.
No puking though so #winning I guess?
*wife is in Atlanta for work ... Left yesterday morning and gets back tomorrow night.
I thought for a moment this was a continuation of Runner's thread. That would've been the icing on his cake, so to speak.
I'm impressed. The only word my children know in the middle of the night is "Mommy!"
I had that thought too. 🙂
Somehow or other my kids know I'm the one to come to for puking. Philosofette does not do well with that. Everything else, they usually go to her.
Interesting. Wife really does not do well with it, as in: irrational phobia and anxiety attacks. Apparently, as far as phobias go, this is more common than us puke-and-rally types would think.
Younger Daughter had a very bad stomach flu experience as a child and to this day has an irrational fear of vomiting (or being around vomit in any way). Her puke phobia is on par with my hypodermic needle phobia (which I have come far in overcoming, albeit at a late age).
EAR and I team up.
I clean and calm the kid. She gets the sheets, clothes, whathaveyou in the washer.
I stay up with the kid if necessary.
We got there through trial and error of me spilling vomit off the sheets onto the rug, and her having to re-wash loads of laundry because there was still vomit after a cycle. (My retort: at least it's clean and sanitized vomit!)
I'm not afraid to hug a pukey kid, or get my PJs all wet holding them in the shower if need be. (Puke baths are gross.)
That is without question the most beautiful thing I've read all day.
So the lessen here is if you don't want to do a job, do it half-baked!
No, the lesson is Comparative Advantage.
She's better at caring for the kids than I am, too. But she's much better than I am at the cleaning the sheets and bed.
I am better at her at being operational on next-to-no sleep and encouraging a kid to "get more in the bucket next time!"
I was still up having just finished working, so I had the pleasure. If we were both in bed, it would have been Mommy. Trey is taking after his brother by puking once and then being perfectly fine. He cried this morning because my wife told him he couldn't go to school. He was upset that he wouldn't get a perfect attendance award this year.
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