Movies for a Rainy Summer Day

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It’s been raining on and off since yesterday afternoon, but I don’t mind much because a rainy summer evening means I can sink into the couch after work without the guilt that comes along with wasting a gorgeous night indoors. I can settle in and catch up on editing photos, while I play my favorite summer movies for background noise.

I know the season’s full of action-packed blockbusters at the theater, but at my house, these lingering late-summer days come with a sense of nostalgia and a longing to watch films that feel like old friends. Here is a handful of flicks I’ve had on repeat for the last 10 Augusts or so.

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1. Camp Nowhere
Four kids hatch a foolproof plan to get out of spending their summers at boring camps. They blackmail a drama teacher (Christopher Lloyd) to help them rent a campground, and spend the summer with no parents, no couselors, and no rules. Chaos ensues. I know some people think this movie is completely stupid, but I can’t help it. I used to think it was hilarious, and I watched it over and over again. =)

2. Dirty Dancing
I remember one summer my family stayed at a resort in the Poconos with our friends — we rode horses, swam, hiked and ate in a dining room with all of the other guests. There were no dancing lessons, but I imagine it’s the closest I’ll ever get to Baby’s 1963 stay at Kellerman’s. =)

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3. Gidget
The summer I first tried surfing, I become obsessed with Gidget. I can just hear Sandra Dee’s animated one-liners. “Honest to goodness, it’s the absolute ultimate!” Late that summer I came down with some pretty bad ear infections, and I remember spending lots of time recording and watching old episodes of the TV show starring Sally Field, too.

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4. The Sandlot
The Sandlot was released on April 7, 1993. At the time, I was an avid softball player, and I went to see it with my friends to celebrate my 12th birthday. We quoted lines from the movie for years (“The Beast was the most perfect junkyard dog that ever lived…”), and the soundtrack was amazing.

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5. The Graduate
Surprisingly, I saw The Graduate on Broadway one summer before I saw the movie. I did watch the film a few weeks later, and I was fascinated by the cinematography, the pool scenes and the tan lines. I was still a film major at the time. Another movie with an amazing soundtrack, of course.

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6. My Father the Hero
The classic tale of a teenage girl vacationing with her father on a beautiful Caribbean island, telling lie after blatant lie to impress a cute boy. This was Katherine Heigl’s first leading role, and she was oh-so-perfectly-dramatic as Nicole. The scenery is gorgeous, and Gerard Depardieu is pretty funny. I recently found out this version of My Father the Hero is a remake of the original, which was in French. I’d like to watch the French one sometime…I bet I wouldn’t even need subtitles. =)

P.S. I’m almost certain there are pineapples on her shorts in the photo above, and if anyone knows where I can get my hands on a pair like them, please e-mail me immediately.

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7. Forgetting Sarah Marshall
There are plenty of reasons to love this movie (which is probably the most recent on my list). First, I have a weakness for any film, book, etc. set in Hawaii. Though I’ve never been there, I’ve been infatuated with Hawaii since college. Second, Russell Brand is hilarious. Third, I love Kristen Bell. And fourth, I always love getting a glimpse of this shark tooth necklace, which has been on my wish list since 2008.

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8. The Parent Trap (either version)
I prefer the old one, but the Lindsay Lohan remake is actually pretty decent.

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9. Blue Crush
Surfing, Hawaii, gorgeous diamond bracelet…are you sensing a trend? =)

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10. Rear Window
first saw Hitchcock’s Rear Window in a film studies class in college. If you haven’t seen it, it’s a great one. James Stewart plays the main character, a photographer who is recovering from a broken leg confined to a wheelchair in his apartment. During a sweltering heat wave, he overcomes his boredom by observing his neighbors through their open windows, and soon develops a theory that a man across the way has murdered his wife after witnessing a few bizarre occurrences. He and his girlfriend (Grace Kelly) go to great lengths to prove the neighbor’s guilt.

I could go on to list at least five more, but hopefully we won’t have enough rainy days to justify all that.

How about you? Have you seen any of these films? What are some of your favorite summertime movies?

Long Lost Scenes of Summer

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These long lost photos of my annual back-to-back Jersey trips this past summer bring back memories of steamy city days, breezy evenings on the water, night swimming with my best friend, a sunny afternoon on the boardwalk with J, shopping with my mom, and my grandma finally making it home from the hospital. It took me a little too long to go through the hundreds of photos I took, but I’m glad I finally got around to it. =)






















Sugar Rush

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When the Hokies played the Sugar Bowl in 2000, I was there. =)

Sugar Bowl fun

When they played the Sugar Bowl again in 2005, Allison and I hosted a sweet party at 304. =)

This year, I’ll be watching the Sugar Bowl in my new favorite Ralph Lauren flannel pajamas, cuddled up on the couch with J, the puppy, and a delicious lasagna I’m about to take out of the oven.

Go Hokies!

500 Posts Later

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I realized this week that the next time I updated this blog, it would be my 500th post. Five hundred posts. My mind started racing with how I was going to celebrate this milestone in my life, and I just started thinking…

One day, I started a LiveJournal. I wrote a few posts about some random crap, and used it to plot out my New Year’s resolutions a few weeks later. It was the dawn of a new era. I went to California. I got a new laptop. I started running. I made fun of my brother. Twice. I pondered the validity Bermuda Triangle theories. I began to discover my blunt, satirical writing style. I fought with my brother about music, and decided once and for all I liked blogging about conversations. My best friend turned 21, and I wrote my first drunken post. I moved to Las Vegas (and spent 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 days driving there with my mom, which would later serve as inspiration for this blog’s road trip theme). I spent my first night in Vegas in the emergency room. Fabio the hamster made his debut. I took my cousins to the movies. I started to love Las Vegas. I found a lucky charm (which I still bring with me on all job interviews). I attended an alcohol management class, where I watched a video narrated by a talking Jim Beam bottle. I took my little cousins to the mall. I saw a rainbow. I began having bad luck with bananas (this has continued for years — everyone knows I can never find a decent banana, and if I do, something bad happens). Fabio the hamster officially got his name. I started thinking I was cool. I wrote about food, exercise and tumbleweeds. My little cousins found a sex toy in the street. I sent a guy to jail at work. Fabio the hamster feared for his life. I started searching for a new job. My aunt almost burned the house down. I got my first freelance writing gig. I wrote a really pointless post in the form of a screenplay. I posted a photo of Fabio the hamster. I described myself in one word as irresolute, which is ironic if you consider the fact that I spent the next seven years tracking my resolutions on this blog. Fabio the hamster feared for his life again. My cousins took a day off school. My cousins got punished. I turned 23. I left Las Vegas (a changed person for having lived there with my little cousins for 2.5 months), and spent 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days driving back to New Jersey with my mom. I missed my cousins. I missed Las Vegas. I missed Fabio the hamster. I formulated a new plan (which never actually happened). I took myself out for hibachi. Rich wrote a letter to the mayor of Belmar. Four things irritated me. I went to a diner with some random ass people. I found new ways to lose weight. I made a short-lived attempt to give up beer, which lasted through at least one trip to Bar A by myself. I was happy. I was a waitress. Memorial Day came to the Jersey Shore. A semi-colon possessed my friend’s TV. I made some cool friends at work. I partied like a rock star. A quiz educated me that I was a “consummate hipster.” I realized I was having the best summer ever. I went to a lot of bars. I moved to Howell (with my parents). I crashed and burned. I fielded dumb questions working in restaurants, and I started to get sick of waitressing. I scrambled to find a new job. I figured out why I would never meet a guy in New Jersey — because I decided I was totally against boys shaving/waxing their arm hair. I took a short break from posting. I moved to Virginia Beach. I settled in. I got writer’s block. I discovered Wawa. I enjoyed my new job. I moved into my first apartment with two roommates — Robbie and Allison. I decided I was “ruling at life.” I was happy again. I licked a CD. I made a drunken list while I was home for Thanksgiving, and then decided I was ready to go. I was baffled by the weather. I tried to be more fun. I posted a recap of my 2004 resolutions. I created a soundtrack for my life. I made my 2005 resolutions. Robbie got on a plane. I got on a plane (a C-5). Allison and I tried to steal soda from Arby’s. I played poker. Allison and I became lazy. I started to embrace texting. I texted Tom. I boarded a submarine. Robbie and I went to Vegas. I went to New Jersey. I daydreamed about the lead singer of Maroon 5 rescuing my from my boring job. Robbie and I went to Las Vegas again. I turned 24. Allison and I scored tickets to see Green Day. I listened to the President on TV. I drank wine at work. I had a bad hair day. Allison and I got free Munchkins. I decided to win the lottery. We met some idiots. I forced my roommates to play the “Where In The World Is Carmen San Diego” board game. I spent a weekend alone (during which I sang karaoke, washed my car, and ate sloppy joes on hot dog buns). I got caught up after a little break. I did a bunch of stuff I’d never done before. I hung out on my porch. I let Allison convince me to enter a mini-skirt contest…on the wrong night. Mark came to New Jersey with me for Thanksgiving. I went to Las Vegas again. Allison and I stole a Christmas wreath. I hung out on a destroyer. I got a Tumi purse. I posted a recap of my2005 resolutions. I made my 2006 resolutions. Allison became obsessed with The Sims. I made $20 without even trying. I indulged in a hot bath. A bunch of random crap happened. Allison moved out, and Tom moved in. Tom had trouble communicating with Kristina’s boyfriend. I proposed to the lead singer of Jack’s Mannequin. I bought a condo. I wrote a letter to Santa. I bought a machine gun necklace. I posted a recap of my 2006 resolutions. I made my 2007 resolutions. Amy made her 2007 resolution. I bought a new car, which I would later name “The Spacepod” and hate with a passion for the next three years. My favorite author died. A tragedy happened at my alma mater. I drank beer at work. I pondered the future of technology, and reminisced about how I developed my computer skills. I ate Krispy Kremes with a fork and knife. I painted the master bedroom in my condo. I posted a recap of my 2007 resolutions. I made my 2008 resolutions. I voted. I ruined my dinner. I celebrated my one-year anniversary with my pet fish. I formulated opinions about the financial crisis. I posted a recap of my 2008 resolutions. I made my 2009 resolutions. I started looking for a new job because I realized that my company was being run by idiots. I started a new style blog. My fish died. I posted a recap of my 2009 resolutions. I made my 2010 resolutions. I complained about the weather. I remembered I was funny. I compared kids to cats. I gave Heather diet advice. I considered fishing a mint out of a public trash can. I bought a teapot. I formulated an opinion on healthcare. I figured out how to get rid of wrinkles. My cat puked on the carpet. I was allergic. I got self-tanner on my chin. I criticized The New York Times, people who cause oil spills, and Facebook. I celebrated Cinco de Mayo. I Googled myself. I bought a pork loin, and then finally got around to cooking it. I had hopes the economy was improving. I fell. I got mad at LiveJournal. I got mad at my mortgage company. I got mad at my neighbor. A hurricane was named after me. I moved to WordPress. I tried to refinance my condo. I got a haircut. I made a mess in the kitchen. I traveled back in time. I posted a decade’s worth of Halloween photos, and then a few from this year. I discovered Arby’s Prime Cut chicken tenders. I made a gingerbread house. I was snowed in…for a long time. I wrote a letter to the governor of Pennsylvania. I posted a recap of my 2010 resolutions. I made my 2011 resolutions. I was quoted in the Wall Street Journal. I saw a guy’s ass crack at yoga. I got mad at my mortgage company again. I got the worst fortune cookies ever. I wrote an HTML tutorial. I held out hope that I might still be able to refinance my condo…and then I gave up because I realized it just wasn’t going to happen. I found a new roommate. I exaggerated the growth of my fig tree. I had a nice Valentine’s Day. I went on an amazing vacation in St. Maarten. I failed at snacking. I took a day off work. I argued with a pharmacist. I admitted that I Google everything. I created an amazing form. And finally, the other day, I complained about the weather some more.

That’s about it. I’m not going to include any photos or proofread this eight million times. I’m just going to post it like I usually do, and keep my fingers crossed that one or two people will be able to read through that entire run-on paragraph and find something entertaining in there.

Whether you’ve been along for the ride for seven years or seven days, I hope you’ve enjoyed this crazy blog.

And now I’m going to go start working on my next 500 posts while you start clicking on those links. =)