catheroominations

stone phillips rocks (pun intended).
watch him duke it out with steven colbert on the premiere of the colbert report here.

dirty dancing was on this weekend, and I needed some mindless background noise while I worked on stuff, so I had it on. then I got all wrapped up in it.

don’t you get just a little emotional at the end of dirty dancing when johnny goes up to baby’s family’s table at the end of the season party at the resort, tells off her dad, jerry orbach, grabs baby, and takes her onstage, to dirty dance with her in front of all the vacationers?

don’t you feel just a bit verklempt when first hear the first notes of (i’ve had) the time of my life sung by jennifer warnes and bill medley?

and don’t you get even the tiniest lump in your throat when, during the dance, baby runs towards johnny, and they execute the lift perfectly to the roars of the crowd?

no?
never?

crap, it’s just me then.

while searching online at 3 am for ways to make my inconsiderate loud music-playing neighbor miserable, I discovered some interesting stuff:

a face only a mother could love
just in time for halloween, these cute little devils are sure to scare up your parental insticts.

hey batter, batter, batter
there’s a new opera in the works that retells the nancy kerrigan/tonya harding “why….Why…WHY?” knee incident

give peace a chance (NSFW-not suitable for work)
even people who don’t consider themselves political activists will come together for this new movement. really, when you consider that this country is run by jerk-offs, this is quite appropriate.

happily ever after
I found this story quite by accident, on smithsonian’s site. so cute.

one of bill maher’s new rules this week
“let vikings be vikings. yes, there’s outrage that some minnesota vikings may have gone on a party cruise and then…partied. s’cuse me but what’s the point of getting your ribs crushed every week, if you can’t ocassionally get blown on a boat? besides, these are the minnesota vikings. they can’t always be the ones doing the sucking.”
(note from cath: let’s hope they suck tomorrow, for (e)’s sake.)

Your 80s Heartthrob Is

Jason Bateman

Who’s Your 80’s Heartthrob?

what is wrong with john black on days of our lives? he almost never doesn’t look like this (I think that made grammatical sense). maybe he suffers from the tragic phenomenon my grandfather always warned me against when I’d scowl: “if you make your face like that, it’ll stay that way.”

how can marlena tell him “oh, I do love you so,” when he always looks so pissed off and grumpy?

it’s an old picture of me, with brad pitt

I’m not sure if the 40-year old virgin is what did it, or his recent appearance on the daily show, the a-hole boss he plays on the office, or his hosting SNL last night, but I’m having such a crush on steve carell. he is freaking hilarious and super geeky. he reminds me of a male version of ellen degeneres, combined with matt lauer. it freaks me out just a little that I’m attracted to that combination. then again, ellen is hot. oh, and matt lauer is too.