I love “Swingers”. I love “Oceans Eleven”. I have seen each at least a few dozen times, and still don’t get tired of them. So, this “weekend”, I thought I’d watch them with the actors commentaries on the DVD. Swingers was sweet. Vince Vaughn and Jon Favreau are funny. They tell the story, and get “Hollywood geeky”, but are funny while they do it. On the other hand, I’m hoping someone hits Brad Pitt and Matt Damon with a brick.

I don’t know if he was feeling lonely after Ben Affleck ran off with J-Lo or what, but if Damon could have gotten his lips off of Steven Soderbergh for just two seconds, it would have made the whole thing more enjoyable. I don’t know enough about the ins and outs of film making to know or care about what Soderbergh does or doesn’t do, and I’ll admit that this film rocks in many aspects, but every other word out of Damon’s mouth is “Steven said this…” or “I love how Steven does that…” Equally annoying was the no fewer than 15 references to Brad Pitt’s wife. Thanks for enlightening me, I must have missed the wedding.

I don’t think I have anywhere else to go with this, but I highly recommend Swingers with commentary, but if there were a way to scratch the Oceans Eleven commentary off the disc, I’d buy stock in sandpaper.

I think there was so much else to share here, from the bar tab the length of my forearm or the haircut wounds (did I say “wounds”? I mean “gashes”) across the back of my neck. Thank God it cost me 3 bucks, and once they heal, I’ll be sexy again. Don’t you worry about that.

Oh, and since little brother has a bad case of “link envy”, go visit him. He’s the “little link on the sidebar thing that no one reads”, and now that he’s posted twice in a week, he might be worth a visit. That and he backs up the theory that the “stick of butter” kid on Sesame Street was a boy. Not just a boy, but he reminded us that the kid had a “sort of a halfro”. Now THAT’S a word I haven’t heard in awhile.