We ordered Dreamcatcher on Pay Per View tonight. My brother, upon hearing the news, asked “Why did you pay to see that gay movie?” but I thought it was better than some other Stephen King films I’ve seen. I never read the book for this one, so it was interesting. Besides, how would I know it sucks (which it didn’t, imho) if I hadn’t seen it before?
So I made fun of him for awhile to make me laugh. I think, if anything else, that the older I get, the less things bother me (at least for long). Especially when it comes to people that I can’t get through to on a serious level. I just don’t care as much anymore. If you are someone that I cannot reason with, I stop trying. That’s not to say people don’t piss me off, but I shrug it off easier because it’s more fun to enjoy life than go around being angry all the time. Maybe it’s because I have someone like Joe around. I wouldn’t be nearly as satisfied with my life right now if I was alone. Call me co-dependent. I just feel good right now. I’m listening to Disc 3 of my Cure box set while Joe plays Socom II online … I’m chatting with my other brother online, and I’m just happy. I love the wee hours … I am a night owl at heart. :)
I thought the movie was much better than everyone else has said as well. Apparently we just have better taste than them ;)
I thought it was ok too. I liked the mental warehouse bit…i thought it was clever.
I love any SK book and movie. Well, except for Gerald’s Game. That’s the ONLY book I disliked.
That’s cool about your brother. I’m the same way with my sister now. You just get to a point where it can’t bother you anymore, no matter how stupid/selfish/dumb they are. When she calls now I’m just like “Yes, mmm hmmm, yep…” and then we hang up and she’s all happy and I move on to other things. No sense getting irritated over people that will never change…