Wednesday, September 04, 2013

Pappa, Pappa, Papparazzi

{Disclaimer: I am removing commenting privileges for this post because I can. This post is based solely on my own opinions.}

So I was in the mood for a little Papparazzi news today.

By now you've probably already heard who the stars are that have been cast to play as Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele, the main characters of  E. L. James' book, 50 Shades of Grey.  If not, click HERE to catch the buzz. That is, if you really care.

I only care to the point that I wanted to see which actors would be cast in the roles.  You know, to see if Hollywood and I had the same taste in actors and obviously we do not!  I'm not quite sure WHO I wanted to play these characters, but what a drop from A-list actors like Ryan Gosling and Jennifer Love Hewitt to the B-list actors that actually won the roles {and Dakota Johnson most definitely resembles her parents I think!}.  I'm not sure if it was a money thing or the fact that the A-list actors just simply didn't want their name associated with that movie (a rumor that I read somewhere).  If the A-list vs. B-list controversy is any indication, then to me, it's not worth seeing already.  Why would I want to see someone star in this film who isn't already a household name?

And poor Don and Melanie.  What are they thinking? Would you want YOUR daughter starring in this movie?

I think not.

Will I see the movie?  Probably not.  Just like I didn't finish reading the series.  It was Twilight high on porn in my opinion.  After all, isn't that what James professed? She got this whole crazy idea while reading Twilight? I could not identify with the characters at all...Christian so domineering and Anastasia so whiny...why would you want to be with somebody like that?  That's not a relationship in my book.

The publishing industry and Hollywood has just confirmed what we've known all along and that is that sex sells.


I do not like Johnny Manziel I am.

I do not like green eggs and ham.

I do not like Mr. Football.

Wait!  That doesn't rhyme.  

Just like he doesn't.

For those of you that have been reading my blog a while, you know I love football.  My team is the Alabama Crimson Tide.  And I do not like thugs.

I don't care who you are, what team you play for, what color you are, or where you come from.  If you mess up, you're gone.

I do not believe in second chances.

Call me old fashioned but I believe when you are placed in a position of national acclaim, you automatically become a role model.  

And for someone to win one of the most prestigious awards of all time, like the Heisman, and then to turn around and act so cocky, so unprofessional, so belligerent, so ugh!-you-make-me-want-to-vomit, well, you deserve to have your white fanny benched. You should be stripped of the Heisman and never be allowed to play football again.


I hope my Bama Boys rip you a new one in two weeks, Buddy!  They'll have something for you to sign!  Even if we lose, you'll get what's coming to you, I promise.

And speaking of football, I am SOOO stinking excited that my favorite Alabama player has decided to stay with the team.  I was one of Kenny Bell's fans that was actually speechless when he announced via Twitter yesterday that he was "hanging up his cleats" to "spend time with family."  Only Nick Saban could make someone want to change their mind about leaving.  Mr. Horton and I have followed Kenny from day uno when he signed with Alabama as a player from Rayville High School.  My UPS working husband held Kenny's signing papers in his hands.  Kenny has already received  his degree from The University of Alabama and is playing as a fifth year player.  He tweeted later last night that he and AJ McCarron had started this thing together and they were going to finish it together.  That's friendship, peeps!

So....this season of American Idol may be worth watching after all!  I hear JLo is back, along with Randy Jackson, Keith Urban, and our very own Louisiana-born and bred star, Harry Connick Jr.

Love me some Connick crooning.

Now THAT may be worth watching!