Those of you who have any experience with Texas know that it's hot. Even those of you who have never been to Texas know that it's hot. When I say hot, I mean scorching. A bit like I would imagine hell to be.
Imagine my surprise and joy to find in the archives of Zach Braff's blog a little bit about Dallas....
When I was 17 years old I went on a 5 week trip to Israel. One of the places we visited was Eilat. In order to get to Eilat, you drive through desert so hot that you're warned not to leave the bus. I have not felt that feeling again until today in Dallas. It's 900 degrees in Dallas today... I passed a camel dry-heaving near the grassy knoll... but its a dry heat.
Right on, Zach. Come back soon.
In other news, I joined Netflix today. I may be the last person on earth to join Netflix. Here's a short list of other things I was the last person on earth to do....
1. Get an MP3 player (pending).
2. Get tivo (pending).
3. See Garden State.
4. Try sushi.
5. Have sex (I waited a longgg time).
The Netflix should provide hours of thesis avoidance (there are 105 movies in my queue after a mere 45 minutes of browsing). Procrastination should be an Olympic sport. Perhaps everyone could sit around in a circle looking aloof. The first person to move loses. I will be the captainess of the first United States procrastination team.
Saw Barnyard today. Fucking hilarious. Kiddie movies are delightful when there's an animated farmer's wife who is "medicated for a chemical imbalance."
One more Zach bit because the guy is a nut.
Also, many of you have commented that I seem like a normal, down to Earth guy. This is true. But it got me thinking of ways that I could become more of a Hollywood dickhead: Starting tomorrow, I will only drink milk from Doves. If it turns out to be true (as some have said) that Doves do not indeed produce milk, then I will move onto Eagle Milk. But not before we get to the bottom of this whole Doves pretending they don't produce milk thing.
Incidentally, I have a story about "dove butter." My friend Lesa and I discovered it while playing Scrabble in our sophomore English class. So, apparently doves do in fact make milk. Otherwise there would be no conceivable way to produce dove butter.
Shamelessly listening to Justin Timberlake's "Sexyback." *wiggle*