Ok, I went to go see a movie today, and while I usually love me some pre-preview trivia, I think the trivia screen got stuck on a loop and we ended up watching the same cringy video twice. If you don't feel like clicking the link and having the inanely catchy chorus stuck in your head for DAYS, or if you haven't got speakers, let me sum up:
The whole video consists of this rather adorable but undeniably middle-aged woman surfing in high-waisted board shorts, gyrating awkwardly in a quasi-muumuu, and generally making something of an ass of herself. The song was irritating enough, with it's 'All I want to do-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!' (seriously, it goes on waaaaaaay longer than you think it's going to), but the video could have been much less painful if they hadn't been trying to paint her as a sexy teen. Sexy 40-year-old is totally do-able.
Basically, what I'm saying here is, that song is still stuck in my head, and I've eaten too much, and now I'm cranky. Stop making crappy videos, people.
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Eff... I was intrigued at the thought of how exactly a forty year old woman could pretend to be, well, anything else...so I clicked the sight. Again: eff. That was the dumbest thirty seconds of my life EVER.
Yeah but what movie did you go see?
I wasn't at all interested in checking out the link until I read Hannah's comment and then I just HAD to see it!
Hannah, I concur.
I'm going to have that stupid song in my head for the rest of the day! RUDE!
Thanks for nothing Raych.
September
At first I was all, "MWAHAHA!! I am IMMUNE to your silly songs!"
Because at first the song didn't get stuck in my head, but what am I singing in my head? All I want to do-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Curses!
So I watched the video, and certainly agree with the chorus, but the 'undeniably middle-aged' caught me up. At first I was doing with it, because I couldn't really see her well, especially with her on the surfboard, but then the close-up kinda of threw me. I was like, is she really that old?
Turns out, she was born in '74. And while I'd call 68 a bit on the untimely side of death, it's not an ureasonable assertion.
All of which is to say: fuck. I've only got 3 and a 1/2 years to get cracking on my mid-life crisis?
Because there's just no way I'm going to be able to afford a Porsche by then.
(even worse: have I passed the whole 'young writer to watch' age? I'll be in my mid-thirties before my debut novel. That can't be cool at all. I'll never make Granta's five under 35 list!
-Wait. Is this my mid-life crisis already? You saw it here first, folks, and you have Raych to thank)
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