Mitzi Moments

So we can all agree that there’s very little more annoying than the people who think its okay to make noise in the theater during a movie. With zero shame, I have shushed (is that even a word?) the shit out of more than one uruly gaggle of teens. For the record, I never thought twice about tossing a snotty comment or two about the obvious lack of home training in the direction of the noisemakers. And if its really, really bad (cause sometimes it’s like that uptown) I’m quick to send my date to snag the manager and have those fools tossed the hell out.

So as you can see, I am very protective of my little $10.50 investment. But there is, as Elsa likes to say, a limit to the stupidity. And for the record, it is not acceptable, I repeat NOT ACCEPTABLE- to SHOOT people over a damn movie.

No sir James Joseph Cialella, contrary to popular news reports Philly is not the wild, wild, West. There will be no popping off at folks just because you can’t hear what Rosario Dawson whispered to Will Smith at that crucial moment in the opening scene. Do you hear me? You’d better pull it together white boy!

I’m not the bigest movie goer. Call me cheap but there’s something about paying damn near $12 to watcha movie that I preview for free through some random hook-up (’cause there’s always a hook-up) or worse case scenerio, wait four months and get for like $1.75 through my NETFLIX membership. To make matters worse, there haven’t really been any recent releases in I don’t know, oh the past five YEARS that’s seemed worth half the effort of picking a theater, selecting a showtime, coordinating with friends and busting my ass in enough time to get a good seat. Bottom line? That $12 could just as easily go towards a much needed manicure at the Chinese spot up the block.

But I have to say, this Christmas, I’m actually excited about a bunch of new releases. I am dying to see Slumdog Millionaire! Forget all the fantastic buzz and rave reviews, there’s enough angst in those promo posters alone to make me feel like I’m PMSing. And can we talk about Doubt, Milk, The Wrestler and Rachel Getting Married? Oh god- the drama, the righteous cause, the blood and the drugs! It’s as if I’m a little kid just saw the commericial for E.T.! I’m literally squealing in anticipation… Mmm-hmm, total immaturity overload.

Uh-huh all you “I’m-healthier-than-thou-because-I-eat-sushi-and-do pilates” people better watch yourselves. Apparently everyone’s favorite anal agent, actor Jeremy Piven aka ‘Ari’ from HBO’s Entourage was recently hospitalized from the elevated levels of mercury in his diet. And doctors are blaming his illness on the large amount of fish in his diet. Forreal, dude had to withdraw from ‘Speed-the-Plow,the Broadway play he was starring in and the whole nine. God grief. Is the salmon and swordfish that serious?

Mmm-hmm, that’s why I’m sticking to the roasted chicken from my local Dominican takeout. Cause the only thing you ever get from El Malecon is overcharged.

Although no one’s ever mistakenly called me by another woman’s name, I have to admit I’ve been known to slip up a time or two or okay maybe even, three… Oops. (Hey, I can’t help it if I know a lot of men-hee hee)

BUT, in my humble opinion, all the flipping out, getting mad and kicking a fuss that 48% of you are threatening to do seems a tad futile if the offense was committed during sleep. No one intentionally makes that kind of mistake when they’re awake and alert (trust me), let alone what he/she can control during a deep slumber.

And let’s be honest, most people forget their dreams soon after waking. Do you really want to remind them that they were thinking about another person? Hmm, didn’t think so. Cut your eyes all you want but let’s be clear- it’s gonna piss me off royally if you wake me up in the middle of the night to discuss something that I can’t even remember. I’m just saying.

Needless to say, I’m with the 51% who just don’t think it’s worth it. I don’t wanna fight. Maybe it’s the dude in me but can’t we just be glad that we’re here together and not worry about what’s really going through my head???

OMG, did you hear what had happened (yes, I wrote it like that on purpose) to Muntadhar al-Zeidi, the reporter that threw his show at President Bush?? Dude got BEAT! According to the AP, official Iraq reports are saying that the reporter was last seen with bruises around his eyes and on his face. And wait on it- he’s still missing. Damn dude….

It’s just so sad to me that this guy’s life is at risk for doing what the majority of the intelligent, higher conscious world have been dreaming about for the past 8 years.

On an upside, the uber-rich, sultan-type, head of a large West Bank family offered one of its eligible females as a bride for al-Zeidi. AND the leader, 75-year-old Ahmad Salim Judeh, said that the 500-member clan has raised $30,000 for the legal defense in appreciation for the act of bravery.

Hmmm… could be a good look if dude ever shows up alive….