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April 25, 2008

I'm too old for ALL of this shit

Things of note -- the good, the bad, and the fugly:

  • I am (yawn) A PIMP! YES, AGAIN! BUT IN AN ALL-NEW PIMPTASTIC WAY: I PIMP OTHER BLOGGERS! BLOGGERS I KNOW AND LIKE! FOR SHAME ON ME AND ALL OTHER PIMPS/HOS LIKE ME WHO LIKE OTHER BLOGGERS! (yawn)
  • In case you hadn't caught on yet, the word of the day week (month?) is "Pimp". I have no idea why this is the case, but clearly IT JUST IS. Do not question the wisdom of the hive mind! Go out and use it whenever and wherever you can, my friends. Everyone else is doin' it. Sheep say Baaaaah!
  • I'm almost 38 years old. I'm almost 38 years old and last night I stayed up until (gasp!) 2am, and over the course of the entire 6-hour evening spent lustily chitty-chatting with a my friend Angela I consumed a grand total of 3 glasses of wine (double gasp!). This equation -- 38x2am+3wine -- naturally means I feel like a whole convoy of tractor trailer trucks filled with anvils did the hokey-pokey on my whole entire self -- my corporeal form right down to my immortal soul -- all night whilst I slept. Exaggeration and melodrama aside, I feel certain I might be dying. (ROSEBUD!...)
  • In an ill-advised fit of pre-38x2am+3wine optimism I promised some very, very special ladies that I would participate in this week's Friday Flashbacky thingymajigger, and since I actually umm kind of wrote this week's question, I feel as though I should really follow the fuck through and do some bootstrap-pulling-upping and so HERE:

Q: What was the first movie you ever saw?

A: Jason and the MFing Argonauts, beeyotches!:

And to answer your question: YES, my parents clearly hated me with the fiery passion of a thousand imploding suns.

So what was your first movie experience, and did it by any chance give you evil skeleton-based nightmares that left you emotionally and psychologically hobbled for years? No? Just me? Really? Huh.

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Please to visit our other fine Flashback Friday participants:

(The One, The ONLY) Mamalogues
Oh the Joys
Mrs. Flinger
IzzyMom

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I'm excited about this pimpin' book.

My first movie was actually a children's movie (how about that)- The Rescuers (with the mice, remember?).

The second? STAR WARS. My parents rock on that level.

Funny!

At Mrs. Flingers, I mentioned my first movie memory as being Star Wars. I was wrong. I would have to say the Disney movies were my first memory.

You freakin' pimp you.

Anyhow - my first movie? Well the first I saw in the theatre was Live and Let Die because my dad always took us to the movies and because he was paying, he picked. I get his logic but really now - to start me on a Roger Moore Bond was unusually cruel. And yes, I'm totally hobbled and it turned me into a slut - but whatever, I have tons of therapy fodder.

ANYHOW - the first movie we rented for family viewing when we got our first VCR when I was 11? Clockwork Orange because it was my parents fav film. They kinda forgot what it was about in the 12 years since they saw it in the theatre. They are still apologizing for that one and yes - they foot the therapy bills.

Doesn't this explain soooooo much?

It's not easy bein' a pimp.

I'm pretty sure the first movie I saw in the theater was The Muppet Movie. I remember being bored, running up and down the aisles, and eating chocolate.

Grease. Is the word. And my first movie. To top it off, I didn't just see it in a theatre. My parents took me to see it at the drive-in theatre! Do those even exist anymore?!

You're not a pimp until you wear those goldfish-in-the-heels shoes. At least, that's what I learned from Huggy Bear.

The first movie I saw in the theater was "Hanger 18" starring Gary Collins. My dad was an airplane buff, so I was at his mercy. At least my second movie was one of the Star Wars deals.

Does this mean that if we get pimped we are prostitutes?
I am so confused by this, possibly it is due to my advanced age as the 1st movie I remember seeing in an actual theater is Star Wars (part 1 or part 4 or whatever - the first one to hit screens). I have some crazy recollection that it was a double feature and the other movie was called The Deep and it was entirely too mature for my sorry self.

Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp. OK, now that I've got that out of my system...

The first full-length movie I saw was Poltergeist. At 6 years old. I slept in my mom's bed for a week. No nightmares of skeletons, but I still can't look at clowns without being a little nervous.

Are you wearing a plush, leopard skin cowboy hat to promote your pimpness? 'Cause you should be.

The first movie I remember seeing in the movie theaters was Parenthood, one of my parents' many, many lapses in judgment.

Where was the parental love?? Maybe that is the reason you are such a pimp!! ha ha Where is your big pimp hat BTW? Think ya need one.

My first movie was ET and like many, was also traumatized by Poltergeist.

Keep on pimpin!

I think it was "Bigfoot, Man or Beast?" And, uhh, yeah, on the scarring? Yeah.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0207338/

My first movie theater experience was Dumbo. We had to leave in the middle of the movie because I was freaking out. Terrified. ELEPHANTS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO FLY.

I was 2 or 3.

My first movie in theaters was Superman. I only remember the part where the woman was trapped in the glass sphere thingy and it exploded in space or whatever. I was petrified. Scarred me for life and I have hated Superman with the firs of a thousand suns ever since. This may or may not be exactly what happened, I was only about 2, so I only remember the terror.

LOL...I have fond memories of Jason; that part where the skeletons take a couple of steps forward, then *shriek* and charge is one of the most effective scenes ever.

My first movie in theaters was "Peter Pan." I feel the need to specify that it was one of the re-releases; IMDB reports that it was first released in 1953, and while I'm older than you I'm not *that* much older than you.

Congrats on the book!

You know, I started a series called, "I boost theirs" and it's all about how to spread traffic. Maybe I need to change the name to "I am a pimped out whore, mac daddy mofo!" Of course, that probably won't fit nicely on a button. All the good things never do...

What up, MuthaPimpa?

My first movie was Bambi. Talk about scarring a kid. I don't give a fuck if it was a cute animated thing or not, it was way too harsh for such a little tyke.

I see your measly Jason and raise you one Mr. Jack Nicholson in The Shining.

Oh dysfunctional childhood, how I miss you.

I'm pretty sure the Little Mermaid was my first movie, but I don't remember exactly, since I was 2 when that came out.

The first movie I remember going to see was ET. They gave out free stickers which I then stuck to my dresser. That was probably the only bad behavior that came from watching that movie.

I don't remember the name of the movie but it was at a drive-in and there were giant snakes in it. They thought I was sleeping. Strangely I don't mind snakes or spiders now and read lots of horror.

My first movie that I was allowed to see alone was Benji. But my first movie that I recall was actually a drive-in movie, which I was expected to sleep through in the back seat of the wagon.

It was Shampoo.

My parents rock.

PS Too much blog drama this weekend my friend. Moving on.

My parents never, ever, ever, took us to the movies. But I remember my grandmother taking me to Mary Poppins and The Great Muppet Caper - so one of those.

First movie that I remember seeing in a theater? Blazing Saddles.

Jason and the Argonauts! Oh how I loved that movie. Second only to Clash of the Titans, which I watched approx. 823 times on HBO.

Last week I accompanied my dh to a comic book convention in Barcelona. One of the guests of honor was Ray Harryhausen, who produced those movies and did their special effects. At dinner one night I was seated next to his wife, with our husbands on either side of us. Across from us were some comics artists and the conversation was pretty lively, but Mrs Harryhausen ate in polite and smiling silence. She is quite elderly. At one point I asked her, "Where are you from?" and she smiled and nodded and said, and I quote: "Yes. Yes. He LOVES to flap his lips."

Best. Non sequitur. Ever.

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