kevin smith, thou art hysterical

sorry. i'm taking a page out of KAT's book today and i'm a little random. just fair warning.

i'm trying to catch up to my 20s before i turn 30, so in an effort to identify with everyone else in my generation, j and i rented an evening with kevin smith 2: evening harder. so we didn't watch the first one. so what. so we didn't watch clerks, mallrats or chasing amy.

i did see dogma.

so we rented this and i believe it's going to lead to a kevin smith weekend very soon. he is incredibly funny! i say this, somewhat surprised, because the last thing i saw him in was catch and release. so, you see my point. except, i don't know anyone who swears that much. so i'm not sure how real to every day life his movies are. but then i've never really worked in a convenience store. or a mall. so you know. what do i know.

in other news, i haven't spent much time with my family this weekend, so therefore, no funny posts. well that's not entirely true. i did go see my parents the other night (and brought them pie because i went there to steal lettuce for crispix who is entirely mended -- i may not have mentioned that i was bringing my bunny back to health, but yeah, he was sick and is now better. after days of baths, hand feeding, messy, messy bunny and some long sleepless nights. he's fat now. so all is well. but i felt bad so i had to bring pie).

my parents were well, although, dad stole jason for quite some time. it took a very loud and very close lightening crash to steal him from my dad: "That could have been our house! we have to go! the dog! the bunny!" every time we go there, my dad has to show jason pictures of tractors on line. i suppose it only means its inevitable that some day, we'll get a tractor. granted we have a half acre on a fairly busy street and probably could do without a tractor. but what if we wanted to dig a coi pond in the backyard.... so what if we have leech fields for the septic... wouldn't it make for bigger fish?