How have I not seen this? Oh, up until a few days ago, I was a FredHead. That explains it.

What did you do today to make the world a better place?

Me? I taught three 2-year-olds to say “Gobble-gobble” à la Frank Caliendo.

“Falling Slowly” by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova

My friends and I, we dance.

It’s been a long time since there were this many movies I’d like to see in the theater.

OIL. Yum yum. It’s put food on the table my entire life.

Sigh. Who doesn’t love movies like this? A love story spanning a lifetime. I am always drawn to stories of people kept apart for some reason.

I haven’t read this book so I will have to run out and get it before the only copies available are the ones covered with a movie poster before I see it.

No reason, though Kevin would tell you that there IS a reason. And that reason would be Christian Bale. But it’s Christian Bale as Bob Dylan, one of the most unattractive men I can think of.

Oh my. *cries* This looks really good.

For the record, this would have worked on me (but I’m taken so nevermind). Let’s look at it. A serenade. ABBA. Umm…YES.

Some of my happiest memories are pretending to waltz around Granny’s living room while watching The King and I. And this movie, well, it’s just wonderful.

Well…that was a lie. But I promise that tomorrow there is going to be an extra super Thursday Thirteen. You will not regret tuning in for my opinion on some very timely subject matter. I’m going to be up all night doing research, just so I can get this right for you folks.

While you wait, please enjoy the following. It is my fellow (ohgoodgrief) Oklahoman, Mike Gundy, going on a tirade against a girl who thinks she’s a sports writer nice young lady (Jenni Carlson) who works for The Oklahoman. (Crossed out because I might apply for a job there someday.)

MikeGundyIsMadAtYou.com