I just watched the movie The Notebook all by myself. First, let me explain. I don’t know why, but months and months ago I put it in my queue on Netflix because there was really nothing new out and an audience in Kentucky, I think it was, unanimously agreed that I look like the guy in it (in the middle of my show, mind you). I don’t see it, but whatever. Anyway, time got away from me and I got home this evening and it was in my mail-slot. I had a lot I need to get done this evening so I said, “Oh, fuck it,” and I put in the movie. First of all, that is not a good movie to watch alone… or at all, for all that matter. But seriously, if you don’t have a significant other, do NOT watch this or any movie in this genre. I hope movies like this don’t make girls think life is like that. It’d be nice if it was, but that movie is very unrealistic. And, NO, I am not talking about the happy ending crap, I’m talking about how there is no way, a soaking wet guy could carry a soaking wet girl up the stairs while his pants are around his ankles. I mean come on! A lot of things do seem very romantic in movies, when they are actually quite the opposite in real life when you really get down and do it. Take showering with a girl, for example. I don’t know how many times I have watched this video of two lesbians taking a shower together and thought to myself, “I wish I was one of those girls.” But you know what, it doesn’t work like that. When it comes down to it and you’re in the shower with whomever, one of you is freezing!
Anyway, the movie just got over a little bit ago, and so I thought I would share my thoughts on that with you before tying this noose to my bedpost and jumping out the window. … Wait a minute, what am I talking about!? I can’t do that! I don’t have a bed, just a mattress on the ground.