amy bartholomew

i sat next to amy today. mistake? kind of. she glared at me and then said she might have a problem with me. i was taken aback by this. then she read this post and said she was going to punch me in the face. amy proceeded to tell me that i could document it, too. what a joyous time.

violence aside, i watched Miracle on 34th Street recently. not the new one that came out, or the colorized version. the real version. the story is tremendous and when i encounter people who have not seen it, i have to assume that they are either a) not normal or b) not American. it has become a traditional yearly viewing with my father. another thing i enjoy about the movie is the dialogue. in one scene, Alfred is talking to Kris about dressing up as Santa at the Y since he "carries his own padding." later on in the scene, Kris says "you enjoy impersonating me, don't you?" obviously implying that he is the real Santa. the fact that Alfred doesn't hesitate for a second or even question and just says "oh yeah..." was a small touch that i always enjoyed. oh the Christmas season.

while watching this year, i noticed a lot of very dark shadows in some scenes. i am not sure if these were intentional or not. i probably only picked up on this because of some of the clips we viewed in class. goodbye