Confess!
 

Um, I am way too old and tasteful to love the Britney Spears song "Gimme More" but I do.

Next!

Weird timing, Tref. I had a dream last night that I got into some sort of Jesus reenactment missionary thing....and I kept rationalizing to myself that this was "just for fun".

My dad even showed up in the dream to shoot me the stink eye. Classic.

I confess, I had a dream about Jesus! And Weird Al Yanchovic was somehow involved!

I see. Anything else?

I've tried to listen to Dave Matthews but it just sounds like a bad Hootie and the Blowfish cover band to me. (sorry GC)

Maybe my confession is here somewhere. (NSFW)

That sounds like deflection, my dear.

I confess that I've always thought Monty Cliff was hot - even as a priest.

I confess that when Taylor Lautner turns 18 I will totally lust after him.

No kidding - and you must never watch Spy Kids 2 or 3 or whatever that he was in again - because then it's just creepy. But I'm so right there with you.

Taylor Lautner was Sharkboy in The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Creepy and confession-worthy.

This has nothing really to do with confessions but damn...

I confess that photos of shirtless men don't do much for me, especially when they're muscley. I confess that the amount of shirtlessness in the Twilight trailer is laughing matter for me, not a turn-on.

That's the one!

And this is where it gets creepy:

OH BETTY!!!!!!!!!!!

Was that necessary?! Who DOES that!?!

I confess that searching for shirtless men on a work computer is kinda difficult.

So that's the female version of doing this?

That is interesting, Bewitched, please have a seat.

Everything? OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.

I'll take this one padre. Boy -- you are one messed up cookie!

I'd agree with you there, the best thing about I Confess.

A Place in the Sun, who is more gorgeous, Monty Clift or Liz Taylor?

Monty Clift. At no stage in her life does Liz Taylor do much for me, she never moves above "ok, she's cute, I guess" on my scale.

Hmmm hard to tell. However, I can tell you which one I would rather have sex with!

Really!????

I would never have guessed you lusted after Liz! :eek: ;)

I make fun of my neighbor Joel who likes to take off his shirt, put on short shorts and a backpack, and go for a neighborhood stroll.

I make up songs about him. My kids and I sing them.

Joel has a weak chin and a combover, Father.

I just showed your post to Dave and he laughed. Then he told me I was stealing the covers again.

My confession:
I'm addicted to The View.

I am addicted to Peets Jasmine Lime Tea Coolers.

I've never watched the Wizard of Oz all the way through. The monkeys freaked me out when I was a kid and I never got past it.

I confess that I'm jealous of a friend of mine (not someone from around here) who has the guts to say, at regular intervals, "I could use some validation." Why do I feel incapable of asking for it?

Antonio Salieri absolves you.

I confess I knew exactly what this quote was from once I got to the toupee part. VAM.

I confess that while I still work pretty hard it's definitely not the commitment I had before...and that even though I do come through for everyone I have grown a distaste for spending my hours here, away from my home and all the things I need to do there.

Apparently, I can only be enthused about one thing at a time.

I confess that I waddle a little more around people to show off the belly. I didn't realize I was doing it until I caught myself shifting my stride as someone suddenly walked past.

Oh, and I agree with LSPE - shirtless muscley men, meh.

I confess that my estimation of you has dropped knowing it took you that long.

I confess I'm tempted to see the sequel to that godawful Twilight movie on the basis of this image alone.

I just pictured LSPE in a castle with Barry Bostwick.
:D

I confess I was once perving on some hot boys at a party, and then found out they were the previously itty bitty kids of old bygone friends whom I just didn't recognize because they grew up to such teen hotness ... and I confess that after a few moments of being sick to my stomach, I went right back to perving on them.

Think far less of me, I have no idea what that is from.

I confess I have no affection for Goonies. It was a stupid, awful film then ... and its current status as a fondly-recalled icon does nothing to disabuse me of that correct assessment.

Providing counter-evidence, I never saw it until I was an adult so I have no nostalgic attachment to it and I thoroughly enjoy it.

I confess I have not be able to nail down one simple confession that isnt either a total downer, horribly inappropriate or dull as a handful of wet dog hair...

so I got nuthin'

I find it hard to watch all the way through now but still very much enjoy a few scenes in it.

I know this isn't the movie thread but it always bothered me that the Fratellis were going to make the Goonies walk the plank at the end. I mean, big deal because they all jump into the water anyway. I know about the giant octopus cut from the film but still... The Goonies came out when I was at an age when I thought Spielberg could do no wrong. It has sentimental value, I guess. But like E.T. and some of his other films I have no real desire to see them again and again any more.

Spill! :p


I confess I am a crazy bunny lady. We live in a varying mess of hay, fur, and unmentionables. Anything with a rabbit motif catches my eye. I squeal constantly over our own bunnies as if I've never seen them before.

I <3 bunnies.

I remember my grandfather telling me that rabbit poop is good fertilizer for plants. fyi

I confess that I don't think The Wizard of Oz is a great movie...in fact, I think it sucks.

I confess, I saw the English Beat on Sunday

I confess that I've got a real soft spot for Swedish pop groups. Must be in the genes.

Covered in bunny fluff, eh? You'll know you've crossed to the mommy side when you no longer wear any of your dry clean-only clothes.

I confess I've never heard of the giant octopus cut from goonies.

I confess I've seen it - and there's a very good reason it was cut.

They solved that by tying up the hands of the girl on the plank, and there's an inserted line where the girl says "my hands are tied, I can't swim".

Seemed solved to me as a child watching it.

I confess, I don't give a crap if my childhoood loves don't seem that great now, I still love them and screw everyone else. (Goonies is still great btw :p )

I confess I have never seen Goonies

I took the family to Astoria a couple months ago to see some of the famous Goonie locations. The Goonie house was undergoing some roof repair. It looked like it had had a recent fire. Pretty bad too. Looked like over 50% of the roof was being rebuilt. It's sad to think that the house could have been lost completely if that fire got any worse.

I confess, I still haven't uploaded the pictures.

Did you follow up with the Kindergarten Cop tour? Then the Ring 2 tour?

Unfortunately we forgot to do the Kindergarten Cop tour. We had just finished a 3-day camping trip at Fort Stevens. Our final day we went to see the Peter Iredale shipwreck, then walked all over Fort Stevens. I wanted to make a quick trip to Astoria before going back home but by then my wife wasn't into the whole driving around everywhere thing and just wanted to go home. So in our rush it completely skipped my mind.

I didn't even know about the Ring 2 sites. My kids wouldn't have gotten it anyway.

We did go to the Astoria Column though. Awesome view.

I confess I didn't look up any of the Goonies sights when I was in Astoria ... but of course I was kinda tickled to be in Goonies town.

Here it is.
Like CP said... they were right to cut it.
:D

Um, I don't think it's worse than most of the rest of that movie.

I confess I have a really weird phobia (brought on, apparently by my surgery last year)...a phobia of casts. I can look at them and I'm fine but looking at casting materials and thinking about getting a cast :shiver:. I'd totally be hacksawing the thing off in the middle of the night.

I also confess that I've never even seen The Goonies.

I confess that I keep the clock in my car set 1 minute fast. Always have and keep it as close to exactly 1 minute fast as I cam.

I confess that I wish all clocks were perfectly on time because a minute here and minute there actually matter to me. At work we have many clocks and they're all different. Sometimes when I'm waiting to go on break and it takes an extra two minutes for someone to relieve me, it annoys the sht out of me.

I further confess that sometimes I'm late relieving people on desk. I don't know why I can't reconcile these two things...

Anyway - all clocks should be atomic clocks. :p

I confess, when in SF I did had a "Full House" moment on the trolley. I also confess that it was fun.

since I dont really get what that means, it sounds really kinky and I applaud you for it.

:D :snap: :snap:

I took it to mean that she did meth with Jodie Sweetin.

I took it to mean she did Jodie Sweetin

(I kid. I still dont know what it means, but I kid) ;)

"Full House" is one of those shows that was on for years that I probably watched about nine seconds of total, so I don't get it either. However, by "trolley," I'm guessing you mean cable car since that's where more San Francisco "moments" typically occur.

Yes, that is what I meant.

I must confess that most of my San Francisco "moments" happened without the aid of a trolley.

I confess I ate more than half of a piece of Black Forest cake at a luncheon today.

Actually, I make much more use of trolleys in San Francisco than cable cars, but then again I've been staying out of the tourist areas on my last few visits.

It is a very nice city for walking.

Yes... walking...

;)

Folsom Street Fair is this weekend there, isn't it? Great San Francisco walking opportunities.

I took it to mean this (at 0:17).

I confess, I watched way more Full House than I probably should have.

I confess that I hated Bob Saget, but love him now that I have learned he's not as clean as he is portrayed to be in Full House and American's Funniest Videos.

I confess that I actually hated everyone on that show except Lori Loughlin, who I lusted for. Maybe that's why I watched it.

I confess that I've got a secret that I'm not telling. ;)

I confess that I think "Confessions on a Dance Floor" is one of Madonna's best albums.

I agree, 17 seconds is way more than anyone should watch.

If it's wrong to love Full House then finally we've discovered a natural morality that I can buy into.

My friends 9 y/o daughter was telling me all about this show she started watching on Nick at Night... about this kid who moved from PA to Bel Air to live with his Uncle and dorky cousin. She wanted to know if I watched it too.

I was slightly appalled no one told her that the show had been on already, about 15 years ago. I was slightly more appalled that the fashion in the show is relevant enough that she wasn't confused about that too.

Is that the one involving the goat, baling wire and a jar of honey?

Pfft, that's no secret, everyone knows that one! ;)

I think a 9 year old can be smart enough to know a show is old and still enjoy it and ask if anyone else watches the reruns. I know I watched a lot of Nick at Nite as a kid, including seriously old TV, and I dug it.

Also - BWAHAHAHA! :D

I confess that even though I have no musical talent, have no technical musical knowledge, have no ear for music subtleties, and am darn near tone dead, that doesn't stop me from being very music-snobbish in my tastes and judgments of music I don't like. I know crap when I hear it, damnit!

I confess I hope Roman Polanski beats the extradition motion - rather have him making movies than sitting in a jail cell/court room

I hope he doesn't.

1. He should face the music. Regardless of time past, the current feelings of the victim, etc., it is important to remember that he drugged and had sex with a 13-year-old girl. Forced retirement to France is not much of a price to pay.

2. At this point his punishment isn't likely to be that significant (especially with the victim apparently on his side) so if he'd just get it out of the way he could go back to making movies freely.

3. He's only made one particularly good movie in the last 35 years so I confess I don't much care whether he continues making movies or not. If he'd just faced the extra couple of months in jail 30 years ago, regardless of whether the judge was being fair or not, he'd have been making movies unfettered teh whole time and may very well have received a presidential pardon if the victim had still turned out on his side (her comments on why she doesn't want him pursued don't seem to be so much out of forgiveness but rather she just hates having to deal with it every time Polanski returns to the spotlight).

Whoops, thought this was the movie thread not the confess thread. Debating the point less appropriate.

So if this comes up in that threat consider the above post included by reference.

Freud would love this.

He might (but then he was wrong about almost everything), but I'm missing what threat I might possibly be subconsciously referring to.

That is such a Freudian thing to say.

[couch (cooch?) mode] Obviously you see the Miscellaneous Movie Musings thread as a threat to you, perhaps you don't really like watching movies, or they somehow remove you from your comfort zone. It's OK, you can tell me. [off couch]