Jason says "read this blog!"
Just when I'm about to sign the DNR papers for this blog something comes along and inspires me to write another post. One of these days Jason Segel will come to his senses and beg me to befriend him. I just hope he isn't waiting to see the 365th reason. It may take years.



365 Reasons Why...An Explanation

Well, hello there (said in a very sexy voice). You're looking quite lovely today. Welcome to my blog. Feel free to take off your shoes and get comfortable, maybe leave a comment or two. This started out as kind of a funny thing to do after I blew a phone conversation with Jason, but I've found I really enjoy writing every day and researching new and interesting things about my future BFF. In January I met Jason at a comedy club and the few words we shared only reinforced my belief that he and I would get along famously. As a dear friend of mine recently said, "why wouldn't he want to be friends with you - you're awesome!" Perhaps the 365 reasons in this blog may just convince Jason of what I already know to be true: separately, our awesomeness is great; combined, it may be enough to take over the world. If you want to be one of my esteemed followers, simply click on the 'follow' button toward the bottom of the page. Come on, you know you want to.



Monday, March 29, 2010

Reason 119

Netflix intervention. Don't be embarrassed, Jason. It happens to even the most devout movie watchers among us. You open up your mailbox, letting out a small squeal of delight when you catch sight of that distinctive red envelope, and eagerly slide your finger through the flimsy seal. You haven't perused your Netflix queue in awhile and aren't sure what cinematic wonder is waiting snugly inside. Could it be that sexy foreign film all of your friends raved about while in the theater, but that you somehow managed to miss on the big screen? Or perhaps it's the first disc of the first season of that TV show you loved as a teenager and haven't watched since your face cleared up? You gently slide the disc out and, upon reading the title, start to calculate your next opportunity for two hours of uninterrupted free time to spend watching the quirky, indie comedy you are now holding in your hands. For the next three weeks the disc sits on top of your DVD player, eyeing you accusingly every time you grab an old favorite like Ghostbusters or Meatballs off the shelf instead. Before you know it a month or two has passed and that damn disc is still there, and the probability of ever watching it has dwindled into nothingness. Yet, you are reluctant to seal it up and drop it in the mail in case the mood strikes and suddenly nothing can sate your movie needs like that little nugget of cinematic gold with its hip young actors in their ironic t-shirts, spouting witticisms that would make your mama wince. As your friend, Jason, I will not let your Netflix subscription become a cross to bear. If you haven't watched a movie in two weeks, you are never going to watch it. I will happily snatch the disc from your entertainment unit, seal it back up before you can shout "But it was an Academy Award winner!" and drop it at the nearest United States post office. Like ripping off a Band-aid, it's best to do it quickly. I promise the sting will subside and another DVD will magically appear in your mailbox before you know it. Afterall, that is the nature of the Netflix beast.

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