Top 10 Best Romantic Films

10. Officer and a Gentleman

Coming in last because of it’s sappiness and Richard Gere headlining, this film is best watched over and over and over again while simultaneously falling into a deep sleep…

9. Overboard

Love riches to rags stories!

8. Niagra

Who doesn’t love a quaint vacation with the lovely Marilyn?  You won’t want to miss the falls at night!

7. The African Queen

Humphrey Bogart wouldn’t drink the water while on set, and therefore was the only one who didn’t get sick while filming the movie. Kathryn Hepburn wasn’t so lucky, but hey, it wouldn’t be in the top ten, if it weren’t for her brave misfortune.

6. Roman Holiday

Embedded within the classics, this film isn’t in the top ten because of Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck. No,  but because it is the best ending to a love story ever.

5. It Happened One Night

Now this one owes its place in the lineup due to the classics, the delightful Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert.

4. The Count of Monte Cristo

The book is also a great one to check out. It was authored by Alexander Dumas, who was reportedly very similar to Dante (The Count), having lost his entire fortune within his lifetime due to grand schemes of entertaining and the like.

3. V For Vendetta

A film which He saves Her.

2. Rocky

A film in which She saves Him.

1. King Kong

Prepare to ball your eyes out. Doesn’t matter which version you are popping into the VCR. When that ape goes down, so does the rest of the world..


My eyes are like sandpaper.

My head is a wilted balloon at the site of your town’s fireworks on the fifth of July, waiting to be deflated and thrown into the trash heap.

My stomach just is.

My limbs are as limp as a stuffed monkey with Velcro paws.

And my brain is still snoozing in bed.

With all the excitement of going to the late showing of Expendables 2 yesterday, I was looking forward to writing a post titled something happy like Date Night. . .

I was going to tell you to avoid the D-Box, but to observe its emergence onto the scene as an interesting cultural phenomenon.

I was going to tell you to opt for kettle corn instead of regular popcorn.

I was going to tell you that the magic is still alive at the theater.

But today I awoke in another dimension all together.  I have a hangover from gobbling down a whole bucket of sugary popcorn, seeing Arnold again, and sleeping in a bedroom I haven’t vacuumed in one week. Who needs alcohol when you can feel like this from a whole plethora of unhealthy activities?

Man, either I’m getting old, or watching bullets fly simply put me into a restless yet too sound of sleep.

Date night? Save yourself.

Match in the gas tank, *boom* *boom*!

Something about the movie What’s Eating Gilbert Grape really gets me.  The story in and of itself is great, and if you haven’t seen it I won’t ruin it, but if you like slow-moving yet MOVING movies, check it out on Netflix soon.

After watching the movie over a long dinner the other night, I couldn’t get enough so I looked up trivia and factoids.

What did Momma call Arnie? I asked my sister, with barely enough time to let the credits roll…

I don’t know…Birthday boy? Where’s my birthday boy-SUNSHINE, momma’s little sunshine!!!!

We both got great joy of seeing young Leonardo DiC not yet stamped by royal stardom. I wondered how he played Arnie so well, the twirling of his hair, the way his finger ran across his nose…perfect rendition.  So I looked him up during this time, and I found that Arnie isn’t too far from the real Leo. Either that or he was so into being Arnie, that again in front of the cameras, Momma’s Little Sunshine was back…

I wondered then about momma herself, but immediately following our viewing I couldn’t find too much about her…that is until a few days ago when she popped back into the spotlight after almost 20 years!  See the article.

But by this time, my spirited praise for What’s Eating Gilbert Grape had seriously diminished. Sure I enjoyed the movie, but then what?

I had to find a new hobby and fast, so I signed up for a drawing class at the community college. I start in a week! Time to brush off the ol’ blank canvas and drawing pencils.

I wonder what I will learn to draw…

Beat the Winter Blues

I could feel it coming; that daily blah feeling that relentlessly follows me around. It caught up with me at about 3:30pm today. I looked at a small pile of papers on my desk and a few items seemed to me a mountain of work I could not possibly deal with.  The only thing I could do was stare at the wall and worry that the dullness overtaking my light was permanent.

The only thing to do was do something, but nothing was the only thing I could do.

So I sat, and finally a half an hour before sundown I dredged my way into the kitchen to prepare something to eat…but my legs had other ideas.

They took me to my bike and started cycling around the neighborhood.

 My brain protested:


You are not 10 years old.  No.

You look like a crazy person riding around.

Smile at the lady with the dog…no return smile, she thinks you’re crazy, look away, there’s an orange tree..

…and a lemon tree?

Wow this foliage is not bad at all

And listen to all those birds

Look at how much food there is for the birds, berries, nuts, flowers…

You look like a fool, don’t grin.

You have nothing to live for

Whats the point

Look at that dad putting together a kite with his 7 kids

Theres another dad just home from work tossing a football with his son

And then here’s me, no kid to take along so I don’t look crazy enjoying a sunset cruise in suburbia, CA

The wind is making my eyes water

I’m not crying but my eyes think I am, and it feels pretty good

Rounding the corner…must have been about 20 min or so…home

Feeling better, 100 times better probably

Not jumping for joy or anything, but I’m feeling more logical, like I might have a little inspiration that was too scared to come out and play, but now it must have felt it was safe to come out, even just peek out a little.

Enough to think – You’ve been wanting to write that Beat the Blues article, what better time after you somehow found your way out?

So, I haven’t done my research but after today I can offer a few things that might help you:

1. Exercise: But, don’t even call it that, don’t even think about it again. Just do it the way you drink a glass of water when you’re not even thirsty.  Go outside no matter how cold it is and walk, run, stretch, breathe, whatever.  Just get some fresh air and move your body.

Let your mind go where it will, and eventually maybe, you can just be.

2.  Of course the sun only shines so often, so you must light your flame within.  To do this, you must find something that is just for you.  Recently, I have found this blog which is a pastime that has given me the opportunity to be me, however I want to be. And so, to face the dark as the sun sets on another day, I find my way to the laptop to write something eternal.  I worry not about who will read, who will like, who will comment, but I think of me, and what keeps that flame going.

Find what ignites the light inside of you. Is it as simple as a walk?  Strumming on your guitar?  Taking some pans and buckets and setting up a percussion jam? Reading a good book? Kicking some major butt in your self-defense class at the gym? Drawing pictures that make you laugh? Writing a poem? Baking a loaf of bread or chocolate chip cookies? Mixing beats? Putting together a film?

Whatever it is, remember, that it is something simple that will keep you going.  It’s not something you can buy, no one can sell it to you.  It’s not something to eat, no one can feed it to you.  It is something very simple, very beautiful, and it requires no talent at all.  Its inside of you and every one of us.  It is one of the few things in the world we have choice about; to see the light inside of yourself and let it shine. Let it wash away the worries that weigh you down and make you so tired, you are sure there is nothing that can help.

Or at least put them on hold for a little bit, so you can enjoy life the way its meant to be enjoyed.

Do not anticipate trouble or worry about what may never happen.  Keep in the sunlight.

  ~Benjamin Franklin