Backing Away from the Man-Cheese
Sunday, August 21st, 2011
So after reading many similar reviews of Conan, I decided not to see it on my birthday, because it didn’t look cheesy bad fun, it looked cheesy bad bad.
We went to see Crazy Stupid Love instead, and that was delightful. A good, solid, nuanced romantic-comedy, go figure!
But right around lunchtime I got an email from the Most Thoughtful Spouse Ever who had gotten Jason Momoa to hold up a sign wishing me a Happy Birthday. I shrieked in the office when I saw the pic. My co-workers came running to see if I’d had a stroke or something.
Very cool. Later on, I was a big doofus and totally forgot it was my birthday when I was doing another errand, so when I got a call on my cell–from someone who never calls my cell–I assumed something was wrong. D’oh!
It was a great day. And meanwhile, I’m waiting to hear about a variety of projects out being reviewed, and that’s cool, and work is awesome, and I’m not miserable. Go figure!










