Happy birthday to Doug. Actually, it was technically yesterday the 16th, but I was with him all day, so no time for blogging. He turned 24. That makes him a whole 10 months younger than me. Which means...I was born before he was even conceived.
Before Sunrise = 4/10. SNOOZE!!! Apparently I am the only person who didn't love this movie because it is rated 7.9 on IMDB. I have no idea how. I thought this was a very juvenile movie with lame-o conversations. Or maybe it's the fact that I do not believe in true love at first sight. True infatuation, sure. That minor in psychology I possess must have messed up my romantic thinking because, from what I remember, the stages of love simply cannot happen that quickly. I was unclear on if they slept together or not, too.
Someone must be reading my blog because I got a completely random Netflix friend invitation. I'm super happy about that. Thanks, Robert McDonald from possibly Oklahoma City. Although I think we might have very different tastes in movies, he HATED The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou. That makes him alright in my book. I sent him an email asking how he found me. No reply thus far. I need more Netflix friends. Send me an invite!
I feel that a specific person I have dined with occasionally (yes, he/she reads this) would be greatly edified by reading "What All Customers Should Know" section here. Specifically, item #2, on tipping. You know you are and it's high time I tell you in a covert way that this behavior sucks! Although, he/she has mentioned that I do #6 far too much.