First off, I have a confession to make. This weekend, I killed Faramir, Elmer Fudd, Billy Crystal, and Josh Hartnett. It was game night on Friday. We have this board game called Marry, Date, Dump. We've talked about the game before; I think I told you that we play a more grown up version, which is marry, spendqualityalonetime, kill. And I had to choose between Aragorn, Legolas and Faramir.
Of course I married Aragorn. I wouldn't want to marry someone with prettier hair than me.
That was only slightly less traumatizing than the round during which I had to choose between Elmer Fudd, the Keebler Elf, and the Mayor of Munchkinland. This became even more traumatizing when my friend The Electric Lovitz started doing famous movie roles as played by the Mayor of Munchkinland. Then he switched to Forrest Gump as the bad guy from Silence of the Lambs.
"It puts the lotion on its skin, Jen-nay."
And we wonder why I turned out the way I did. Seriously, if I can ever figure out that whole YouTube video posting thing, I'm going to talk him into doing that for the cameras. Because it's freaking hilarious.
In the category of Awesomeness, I have something to show you. You may recall that I was incredibly excited for Kiersten's amazing three book deal. I walked around for weeks telling people about it and claiming that I was going to ride her coattails to fame. (She has since notified me that she does not wear coats and maybe I should consider riding her flip flops instead.) Anyway, my ranting has inspired art.
I feel so freaking kewl.
Here it is, courtesy of aMadArtist:
I so want to put this on my wall.