Let's all put on a folk-hat and learn something about a foreign culture!

The thing I hate most about being so busy is that my average time between posts is now like 6 days or more. And when I find something that makes me want to blog, my husband stays up till 3am and blogs about it first! Oh well, even though I know that everyone who reads my blog also reads his, ya'll are gonna hear it again. Yes, even the pictures follow the same theme. While I must admit I didn't know what to think about Mr. Baby and his drape friends at first...I did learn to love the queerness and definite 80's vibe of the movie.

Watching the awkward, emotional performance of Johnny and his cohorts, I couldn't help but wonder...was this movie the birth of emo? At any rate, I am certain that Crybaby himself is the first emo. I mean come on, the painful screams of anguish, the drama of his life, loving someone he's not supposed to, locked up for being young, and the single tear shed each day for his evil parents...how can he not be emo? How am I not myself?

IMDb says that it's a parody of Grease...which is funny because watching it, I thought, I wish I would have latched onto this rather than Grease. And at times it does go over the top in its parody-ing. But overall, it left me with this warm and fuzzy, comfortable, familiar feeling. Don't ask me what's familiar about it...

Tonight I'm watching LOST...I'm so stupid. With so much going on, I really shouldn't be getting myself hooked on another show. And up next is invasion...these thrillers just get me. I have to know what happens. At the end of last season I was catching some episodes of LOST and it was interesting but I figured I'd just missed the boat on getting the whole story...nope. The friendly producers are one step ahead of me and filled me in on the entire first season with DESTINATION: LOST (just humor me and pretend like this doesn't happen with every new hit show). So here I am, engrossed and only able to type for 4 minutes at a time. The semester's all down hill from here...