MOONSTRUCK? LORD OF WAR? THE SORCERERS APPRENTICE?
All of these are great guesses. Face/Off is actually my 2nd favorite of his movies. It’s so wonderfully over the top. Nobody is going to guess my favorite because I think most people hated this movie.
My favorite Cage film is actually Adaptation. It’s written by my favorite screenwriter Charlie Kaufman and directed by one of my favorite directors Spike Jonze. It’s a movie about flowers and the difficulties as a writer of adapting scripts. It’s on Netlfix if you want to check it out.
On the way to Philly, we stopped at Delaware’s Dewey Beach. This is the only good photo of me from the entire vacation that I didn’t take myself. No offense to Dave or anything, but little dude only just recently learned that shooting someone from below is hardcore unflattering. As I had to explain, “It makes me look like I have eight chins”.
Years ago, I read a silly article that examined how past presidents’ terms impacted their looks, specifically as it pertained to the pressure of running a country. I thought about it again when I realized that the last three years of my life have involved an awful lot of stress, culminating in me finally earning my bachelor’s degree (more on that if I ever receive my diploma in the mail). I take a lot of selfies, which gave me a large inventory from which to pool in evaluating how stress might have changed my appearance. Sure, it’s not running a country or even a full four years, but stress is stress and it can take its toll. Here are photos of me taken roughly around the same time each year since 2010. Looking at them objectively, I think the only thing we’ve learned is that I make the same face a lot.
It is so cold in my house right now that I have broken one of my sartorial rules. I don’t feel as bad about it because it’s not mine (purloined from Toadsly’s closet- thanks, buddy!) and the fact that it’s purple makes me feel like a mage.
A mage who takes selfies without makeup. It’s the dawning of a new era.
The best part of this outfit was not that I wore it in public after pulling it off the floor and out of the hamper. No. The best part is that it cleverly disguises the fact that I was wearing my pajamas underneath it because the idea of changing out of them only to have to change back later exhausted me.
I ran out of eyebrow juice* this morning and had to improvise to color them in. I felt like I didn’t look like me, but no one seemed to notice. Maybe I should have spoken in a different voice or something. Worn funny glasses. Never stopped saying “Some weather we’re having”. You know, un-me things.
*My cheapo eyebrow pencil that may actually just be eyeliner, but that I like too much to check the label for confirmation. It’s so goddamned cheap that I need to sharpen it almost every day, but it matches my brows perfectly.