Monday, June 14, 2004

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of the Theater

So there I was, at the new Harry Potter movie, waiting for a real plot to arise, waiting for a climax, for a resolution, that never came. However, it was better than the second movie which had too much yaking (see emetophobia eww). It had good effects, it just didn't have a plot. Last night I dreamt the kid who plays Harry Potter was doing an interview on the red carpet and he was huge. He looked like 300lbs. In the interview he said when he was doing the movie the cast would only let him eat 300 calories a day and this was his way of getting back at them. I think I dreamt it because I was thinking the other day about how he is the series bread and butter. If Harry Potter gets fat, hits puberty, grows a mustache, starts drinking heavily, or shaves his head the movie series would be over. He probably has all these movie producers sending spies to make sure he eats right and exercises. That is a great idea for a diet: have a movie series. I'm not that concerned about my looks and weight, but maybe if a whole cast of people were it might make me get in shape for my next movie. So that's the solution America. Let's all star in a movie series!

Thought of the day
"Mr. Wally he treated me like a dog, he humiliated my human decencies"
"Normally I get sick on all your rides, but this time a didn't get sick"
- Vacation

Comments:
If it were me, those large checks coming from the movie company would help keep me thin.
Peety
 
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