Yesterday I took my 3 youngest to see Toy Story 3. I work from home and Mondays and Tuesdays are crazy busy working days for me so by the time Wednesday rolls around the kids and I are due for some R&R. This movie was the perfect choice! I laughed,
I cried. (I almost cried, but "almost" only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Right?) I also ate TOO much movie popcorn. You know the kind, with extra butter. And too much Diet Dr.Pepper. Wait, is that really possible?
If you haven't seen this movie yet, I brought something back for you. But you won't really understand it, until you've seen the movie. So you should really go. Then come back here and read this again. But first, Let me 'splain...No there is too much. Let me sum up:
You see, I have this problem. I collect useless information. If you could see all the crap floating around in my head you would call TLC and have me signed up for a Hoarders intervention. I'm sure of it. I have so many useless facts, silly stories and pieces of quasi-important-yet-highly-irrelevent information in my brain that frankly I'm surprised there is room for anything else. I gather this stuff from books, tv, music, movies, conversations and of course, the internet. I usually don't mean to remember it, but it just sticks in my head. Did you know that in German they use the term "ohrwurm" (or earworm) to describe something (a song for example) that sticks in your brain? Did you know that I am also prone to side-trips? Although I don't know how to say THAT in German, I will look it up and inevitably it will become a permanent addition to my font of useless information...I can't help it. I just can't.
Where were we?
Oh, yes! I brought something back for you! What good is all this useless information if I don't share it with you, my friends? I know, I'm too kind. Without further rambling and endless chatter, I bring you my:
TOY STORY 3
TOP 10 QUOTES:
Baron Von shush.
I gotta kink in my slink.
In the sand box? Yah, I don't think those were Lincoln logs.
Return of the astro-nut.
Yes,sir well groomed man.
You can't hit each other. That's MY job!
Ahh you're a sight for detachable eyes.
*sniffing* That wasn't me was it?
I told you kids, stay outta my butt!
*photos courtesy of Google
If you've seen the show and have lines to add, feel free to leave them in the comments.