The Perfect Storm is the perfect example of a ding. Like anyone wouldn’t understand the title, they had to have a meteorologist interpret the weather and say, “It is… the perfect storm.” George Clooney sure has come a long way. Mark Wahlberg, not so much. Speaking of perfect storms, my last weekend in New York and the weather forecast is crazy all out blizzard.
When I did gymnastics, I never did that well in competition. I showed up, did some routines, fell off the beam, and went home. The night before my second-to-last meet, I watched The Natural on tv. The next day at the meet, I felt inspired. As the national anthem played, my courage rose and I resolved to do my best. I tied for second on bars and placed overall qualifying me for states.
Tomorrow I am running the NY City Half Marathon. I am pretty sure that I won’t win any awards or qualify for anything (except for maybe a free Jamba juice), but I think watching The Express right now does improve my chances at winning the Heisman. At the very least, it will give me something to occupy my mind during the (fingers crossed) 2 hour run.
By the way, if you watch The Express on an airplane, you will cry.
Football season officially begins in 30 days!
(image Walt Disney World Monorail System – Your Express Highway in the Sky originally uploaded by Matt Pasant)
For weeks now I have been wanting to watch The Hurricane and it was finally on tv.Â Even better, it was on one of those channels like TBS so I got to watch it a few times.Â I cried a little at the end.Â I don’t know too much about the true story of Ruben Carter (I’ve done some research), but I like any movie with three Denzels.Â For the record, there was no moment of Denzel in the movie.Â There was, however, Clancy Brown.Â You may remember him from such roles as prison guard in The Shawshank Redemption.Â He sure makes a good prison guard, mean or nice.