Things of interest, to me, anyway

Here are a few things that have caught my attention today:

While driving home fromt he mall tonight, we pulled up to a stoplight across from a SUV packed with adolescent males jamming out to Beethoven's 5th symphony.  Now, you've got to admit - it makes sense.

Aaron and I walked into the Wolfchase mall not wanting to buy a thing; we just needed something to do.  We walked out of the Wolfchase mall, having stoically purchased nothing, (NOTHING!) with a to-buy list a mile long.  Although we did not realize it an hour and a half earlier, we were soon painfully aware that we needed 2 pairs of earrings, one bracelet (I swear, I NEED these items), a handful of books (again, NEED), two SLVR phones from Cingular, Gradia III, Kingdom Hearts II, and Final Fantasy XII.  We desperately need these things, people, NEED!  Don't you just love this commercialist, materialistic, buying-stuff-makes-you-happy-and-fills-your-emotional-voids society?  Shop till ya drop, everybody!

A guy's hotness points instantly rise about 2 points when carrying a small child.  Instantly.  And if you can tell that they are good with children, 5 points.  A 5 point eh-just-average guy automatically becomes a 10 point I-want-to-marry-you-and-have-your-baby guy.

Hellur!  I adore Madea.  Aaron and I loved Diary of a Mad Black Woman, so we went to see Madea's Family Reunion tonight.  Madea is the funnist shiznit.  Parts of the movie were slow, and most of the plot seemed like a remake of Diary, but even with all that, it was worth it just for the parts with Madea.  One part especially was fantastic - 96 y/o grandmother, with the aid of 60-something matriarchs, takes a walk through the family reunion.  Along the way they see a group of boys gambling dice, fighting and cussing and a group of girls provocatively dressed and dancing like the/ve got a pole while boys sit and watch.  Saddened by this new generation, the gather the entire clan and give a moving speech, essentially saying that young men and women need to remember their roots and their own value, to be people of value.  *sigh* ... I can't do the speech justice; it was poetical and profound and something that I wish every young person would take to heart.  I'm eager for the day when I can show that clip to a classroom and let them discuss it and make it their own.

"Puff the Magic Dragon" is a beautiful song... but depressing also.  It hasn't failed to make me cry yet.  Also on that list is "Baby Mine" from Dumbo.