Morning Glory– Since Warner Bros. are being greedy douchebags and have put a gun to RedBox’s head, insuring that RedBox will not be able to rent new WB releases until after a 28-day window has expired, thus giving them (WB) more time to sell more DVDs, the New Release days at RedBox are sometimes grim. This explains my rental of this title and My Soul to Take. Fyi
I like the leads in Morning Glory and remember reading about it when it was still in production. I think the premise was cute (and kinda 80’s-esque): An upstart television producer (McAdams) accepts the challenge of reviving a struggling morning show program with warring co-hosts (Keaton/Ford). Continue reading
I was contemplating writing a post called ‘Friends Don’t Let Friends Eat Expired Food,’ about my guilt (albeit minor) about letting a friend partake of some Watermelon Jell-O I was eating…knowing that it “expired” in 2009. Ditto on the Peach (as it turns out, they’re both seasonal flavors, so they come back into rotation from time to time). I figured it was Jell-O, how wrong could it go: the main ingredient is water. So, I made them up, they gelled just fine and tasted fine too. End of story.
ANYWAY, while looking for an image to accompany my ‘Expired Food‘ post, I stumbled upon a site called Retro Renovation. The particular article I found was about Pendant Lighting Made From Vintage Treasures. Omg, it’s awesome…well a lot of it is. Like anything in life, there are a few lemons. Allow me to showcase three of my favorites:
Filed under: Lost 'n Found
Funny how things turn up when they do. I discovered (via Facebook of all places) that Elizabeth Taylor has passed away. It breaks my heart because she was my mother’s favorite actress. She prided herself on the fact that people used to tell her she looked like her. It was her silver lining in an otherwise mundane existence.
As you know, I’m still working on sorting out all the stuff I found while cleaning out one of the closets, and one of those things was this mimeod letter I received after writing to her, back in the 80’s; The envelope is marked March 24, 1989, so I think this was during the time she was hospitalized at the Betty Ford Center for alcoholism (you know, back in the day, when people actually went there with the intention of getting better). Although I knew the autograph wasn’t an original (mimeo in lieu of written in pen), my mom was convinced otherwise; I think she was giddy at the fact that there had been a response, period. Cute.
So rest in peace, Liz. You lived a rollercoaster of a life and were loved more than you’ll ever know.