boogie kids

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The San Fernando Valley in film 

Back To The Future (1985) - 535 N. Victory Blvd, Burbank 

The Karate Kid (1984) - 19223 Saticoy St. Reseda 

American Beauty (1999) - 20105 Saticoy St. Winnetka “Mr. Smiley’s” 

The Bad News Bears (1976) - 10500 Mason Ave. Chatsworth

Boogie Nights (1997) - 12036 Ventura Blvd. Studio City

Pulp Fiction (1994) - 20933 Roscoe Blvd. Canoga Park

Superbad (2007) - 1700 Victory Blvd. Glendale

Clueless (1995) - 5600 Vineland Avenue, North Hollywood

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I think to be courageous, you have to be afraid. For me, it feels very courageous when I go skiing because I’m very, very afraid to ski. It’s dangerous! I feel very scared. But when I’m acting, I don’t feel very scared.

anonymous asked:

Supercat and surfer au

“Who’s that?” Alex nudges Kara in the ribs as she stares down the beach. “That’s at least the third time this week I’ve caught you checking her out.”

“I heard she owns this whole stretch of beach,” Kara sighs, pulling the leash from her ankle. Her wetsuit is already unzipped and rolled down to her waist, just in case the woman in the black bikini top should glance her way. Kara knows she’s not exactly hard on the eyes. “You know what? I’m going to thank her.”

Before Alex can hold her back, Kara jogs across the sand to the woman, who’s standing just above the tide line, watching some kids on boogie boards.

“Is this your beach?” Kara asks. 

“Mmm,” she replies, not looking at Kara. “Why?”

“It’s really cool that you let us surf here for free,” Kara explains. “I mean, the conservation work we do instead is great, but the waves here are insane, Miss, uh…”

“Call me Cat.” This time she looks around, and drags her eyes slowly up over Kara’s abs, and her royal blue bikini top. To call the gaze lingering would be an understatement, and Kara blushes. “I wanted to do something… for the community.”

“Mom!” One of the boys is up on his board, waving towards Cat and Kara, before wiping out at the first ripple of a wave. Cat makes to dash into the water, but without thinking, Kara places a hand on her arm.

“Wait,” she urges. “Watch.”

Sure enough, the kid clambers back onto his board belly-first, laughing as he shakes water from his curls.

“He needs lessons. Carter, my son,” Cat decides, laying a hand over Kara’s where it’s still on her wet forearm. “Would you be interested?”

“Would you come too?” Kara asks. “To um, supervise?”

“And provide burgers and shakes after, knowing Carter,” Cat agrees. “I think we have a date, don’t you?”

“Don’t you want to know if I’m any good?” Kara asks as Cat retreats towards the fence that hides the big house on the beach from prying eyes. 

“Oh, I’ve been watching,” Cat assures her, walking backwards with a smile on her face. “And only the best will do.”