Movie Poster Review

Do you think the child actor pictured here will be able to live this movie down in high school? The title character of a film called "Diary of a Wimpy Kid"?

I can picture the casting director: "We're looking for the pastiest-looking child we can find. You're perfect!"

Ah well, sour grapes on my part. It's a paycheck, way bigger than I'll see. He's just gotta keep his parents from spending the money before he hits 18.

ETA: The poster reminds me of this ad I saw in Scotland last year for Pizza Hut:

Monthly Resolution: March 2010

I've decided resolutions in January are too overwhelming. Better to space them out - one per month. Here is the resolution for March (also it is in the form of a prayer, I don't know why):

Dear Lord, please grant me the strength to resist immediately disliking anyone wearing Tory Burch flats.

I'll Take One Striped Hoodie and One Lincoln Square Two-Bedroom

I hate opening mail, usually because I am inundated with credit card offers. But here's an advertisement that veered way off course: an invitation to buy a second home in Manhattan.

"Don't miss this opportunity to own a carefree second home in Manhattan from $175,000."

Boy, did some marketer screw up by adding my name to that mailing list. My other piece of mail was a Delia*s catalog. More in my price range.

Note to an Unsung Hero (I'm Glad That Was You and Not Me)

Thank you, man in front of me at the crosswalk who stepped in what looked like a pile of slushy snow but was actually a giant, knee-deep puddle. 

Although I might've involuntarily laughed at your misfortune, it was because of you that I avoided getting my shoes wet and I am eternally in your debt.

The iPhone Case Was Supposed to Withstand a Car Crash

My iPhone broke on Saturday - it refuses to turn on. Don't know what the deal is, I didn't even drop it at all last week.

ETA: It spontaneously regenerated, yay. Is there anything the iPhone can't do?

Nanook of the North

I have a fondness for coats with hoods.

The only problem is that they very much diminish your field of vision. When I wear my giant blue puffy coat with the fake fur-lined hood up, this is what I see when I turn my head.

The inside of my coat's hood

A world of blue. At crosswalks when the walk sign lights up, I look to cross to street, see nothing but blue, say a prayer and step out into traffic. I guess I could take the hood off but I'm far too lazy for that. I'll take my chances.

Also, have you ever noticed that when you wear a coat with a big hood, men on the street trying to check you out make an extra effort to peer past the hood to see what your face looks like? I might be delusional on that but I could swear it's happening.

Nah, probably just delusional.

Totally emo picture, but look how long my hair is now!