In Memory of the Brat Pack

My insomnia revisited me yesterday (also, I was emailing a dear friend, Bret Charlie! It’s been ages since we’ve caught up and I’ve known him since 2000, the darling). I, thus turned my attention to the Bio Channel, featuring the Brat Pack. Yes, the Brat Pack comes on the Bio Channel right after Nelson Mandela and before the Dalai Lama.

Lord, I loved the Brat Pack era of movies – from major movies like Sixteen Candles to the slightly more obscure ones like Lucas. I have excluded Demi Moore and Emilio Estevez from my personal list of Brat Pack (how dare I?) mostly because Demi is a huge star now and who cares about Emilio? Honestly.

Ally Sheedy
Ally Sheedy
My early crush, Andrew McCarthy
My early crush, Andrew McCarthy
Definition of Brat Pack - Molly Ringwald
Definition of Brat Pack - Molly Ringwald
Judd Nelson
Judd Nelson
Come on.
Come on.

I would also like to nominate sub-Brat Pack members.

Jami Gertz - Lost Boys and Less Than Zero (with McCarthy)
Jami Gertz - The Lost Boys and Less Than Zero (with McCarthy)
Patrick Dempsey
Patrick Dempsey

I need the kind of friends who would be willing to spend an entire Saturday doing thematic movie sit-ins. I did Lord of the Rings once – ran for fricking 12 hours – I had one sore ass but you feel a sense of accomplishment one cannot receive at work or in real life.

Sidenote: One movie I haven’t seen in ages is Heathers. Kinda hard to come by though.
p.s. I’m watching Flight of the Conchords now (that’s how much there’s nothing on) and Bret (Brit) is doing a fantastic “angry” dance rendition of Footloose. It must be fate.

Two Brendan Fraser movies in one week?

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It started out with Encino Man – I’m always thrilled to see this movie on, reminds me so much of growing up. (if I ever catch Airheads, I’d shit myself) With the exception of the almost always annoying Pauly Shore (he ruined Class Act too) – it introduced me to Brendan Fraser, one of my childhood crushes.

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Next movie was With Honors – one of my favourite movies from growing up as well – couple of reasons. One of the best kiss scenes so far (ooh, post idea: Best Kiss Scenes) when Brendan Fraser grows a pair and without a pause, plants one on Moira Kelly. The movie also plucked Patrick Dempsey from 80’s obscurity and then he fell again into the depths of “where is he now?” before hitting Gray’s hard as McDreamy. Besides looking like a white Rico Suave, he gave my sister and I one of our favourite lines, “Hello, Bessie!”.

 

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xxx, noelle

I ♥ Entourage

God, I love Entourage. It’s almost at the end of 5 seasons and I’m not nearly as sick of it as I am Grey’s Anatomy – which I last watched at the tail end of Season 4 (writer strike time!) and it’s into Season 5 and I don’t give a rat’s ass. McWho?

McConolly, that’s who. I am also happy to see Emmanuelle Chriqui feature again this season, lord knows that woman is hot. I am SO hoping for a reunited E and Sloane. (Not to mention another cameo from Seth Green. I can barely contain myself when they’re on screen together.)

I also think I have a fondness for HBO shows – Weeds, Entourage and Big Love (season 3 in January only?) are currently on my top 5 list. Plus, I loved Sex and the City (series only, not movie) – so HBO is doing pretty alright by my standards.

I have something for granola.
I have a thing for granola.
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Emmanuelle Chriqui smoking as "Sloane"
Hot reunion, please!
Hot reunion, please!
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Sidenote: The last Sloane I know of, was Mia Sara playing Sloane Peterson on Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. 
“Anyone?  Voodoo economics…”
“Have you got a kiss for Dad-dy?”
“You’re Abe Froman? The Sausage King of Chicago?”
“When Cameron was in Egypts Land… Let my… Cameron… go”

 

Oh, I so need to watch this now.

Somebody.

One thing in particular has been on my mind today – it must be Christmas coming and the rainy weather that makes one ponder.

Over the years, of relationships gone by – I’ve come to realise a few things about myself. I’m a twister. (see: game, not movie) I twist traits to suit my needs. I overlook instinct to hope that this One Person can fit the mould I think I want. And then time moves on, turns out I didn’t want that mould in the end (or it fit too good) and then it’s over.

The irony of this is that I see the signs from the beginning. I’d like to believe I have strong instincts but my will is stronger than that of my reserve. I can meet someone and instantly believe he is not right for me but I will give it a chance (which may be a good thing) and then will seek out the small traits I can identify with – like a pig looking for truffles. I then cling on to these traits until they wear thin and break down to the nothing they always were.

I have been doing this for years and am now still coming to terms that I have done this to a very good man who did not deserve my Spanish Moss ways (moss that clings and kills).

The problem is that I do not know how to solve this. It’s one thing to discover a problem – it’s a whole other thing to have an effective solution. And even now, having identified the problem – knowing it exists and that I am a walking Self Fulfilling Prophecy – I cannot stop. I am still doing it.

Edward, my brother and friend since I was 13, feels I should repair this instead of expecting someone to fix it for me. I agree with this except I have no clue where to begin. Why is it so easy to give suggestions to a friend and not to yourself? Why is the water always so clear on the other side and muddy on your own?

I’d like to think I have had this insight and clarity to my relationship behaviour since I was 15. I even have evidence. I had a school project to do – like a journal. Of course, me being me, I did an elaborate journal – with writings and lyric. Everyone has to have a soundtrack to their lives and there is still one song in there that has stayed true to me. From 15 to 30 29. Even then I knew this song was about me – what did I know then? How did I know? There’s nothing about me that has stayed the same since I was 15 – not my hair, not even my friends. I left everything at the side of the road but the biggest bag.

Desperado – The Eagles

Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses
You’ve been out ridin’ fences,
for so long – now.
Oh, you’re a hard one.
I know that you’ve got your reasons.
These things that are pleasing you
Can hurt you somehow.

Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She’ll beat you if she’s able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones
That you can’t get.

Desperado,
Oh you aint getting no younger.
Your pain and your hunger,
They’re driving you home.
And freedom, oh, freedom.
Well that’s just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.

Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine.
It’s hard to tell the night time from the day.
And you’re losing all your highs and lows
aint it funny how the feeling goes away…

Desperado,
Why don’t you come to your senses?
come down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be rainin’, but there’s a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you
before it’s too late.

My name is Noelle and I’m an addict.

Since my last post was on my favourite men, I thought I’d do a post on my favourite legal medication. I don’t care if I look like a raging pill popper – I have so few pleasures in life.

  1. Valium
  2. Xanax
  3. Cough mixture (but only the good ones with codeine)
  4. Chlorpheniramine (also known as the little yellow pill)
  5. Mersyndol (strongest off the counter relaxants – with codeine)
  6. Anarex (muscle relaxant as well but I need 2)

I think I took too much cough mixture tonight (Phenexpect) – my eyebrow is twitching.

Side note: I find that Phenexpect mixed with, oddly enough, Zyrtec makes me loopy sleepy. I like it.

Ok, Wayne’s World 2 is on now. Excellent. After watching Wayne’s World like 3 times last week, time for the next one.