So I've been watching a lot of "Samantha Who?" lately because of one reason: Melissa McCarthy. She's an actress that I like that has a new show out called "Mike & Molly" (love by the by) but I first knew her from playing Sookie on "Gilmore Girls". Thank you Elspeth. To anyone who reads my blog, well, I'm sorry.....but you might remember back from this past summer when one of my addictions slash favorite past times was when Elspeth and I would sit 'n our underwear and Gilmore. And usually I was the only one in underwear. Point is: yay Melissa I wanna be your friend. K, thanks.
Anyway, the premise of SW is that she (meaning Christina Applegate) was hit by a car, in a coma, and woke up a functioning amnesiatic. The style of writing is very narrative, and there are notes that pop up on the screen such as "talk to mom about sex" then the scene plays out full of comedy and then the note comes back with "NEVER talk to mom about sex". You get the idea.
I was in the bathroom just now and totally could picture my life at that moment as this television show. Picture this: I'm looking at this very intricate, metal wall decoration and thinking (read: narrating) how they rusted it. It was probably painted. I love painting, I think I've always loved to paint, even as a kid. Why do I feel like this moment right now is my childhood? [The camera pans pack from the wall art so me from the shoulders up and we see, I am on the toilet. Then memories come flooding in.] First: It's 1992 I'm in a neon pink and blue wind breaker, mom, dad, sis, and I are at the creek with happy meals and cones. I'm complaining that my stomach hurts and over the shoulder with the huge video recorder mom says, "Jose, can you take care of that?" and dad and I walk into the bushes. Then Jr. High: I'm sitting in the breakfast line at school drinking a chocolate milk, bagel in hand. Then I run to the bathroom and the shot is just of those awful lemon stall doors, all closed. We hear the bell ring and 13 year old Sasha say from inside the stall, "...Dang it!!". And last is in High School: The basketball team is on the way to a tournament at 5am, we're in school district vans. The shot is the van driving in the dark, in the middle of nowhere and we hear 17 year old Sasha say, "Coach...can we pull over?"
[Now the shot is back to me on the toilet having these memories fresh in mind.] "UGH!" [black screen with note saying: Note to self: don't eat dairy!" And then perhaps I can forget once in the episode and put milk in something and then the note comes back with "Note to self: don't eat dairy EVER!"
Ooooh I need to write my life story into a movie. I really do. Sorry that it will probably include poop. Just a thought.
