Frauline Caroline

In response to my little brother asking how he should find a job while in college:

me: do people live near jmu? like real people?

Bro: crazy amish people and townies. and of course meth heads.

me: you should see if the amish folk need help… with like making cabinets and not using electricity… or something

[sidenote: the only other two options are selling plasma and cooking meth. the former of which he is actually doing next week. #mybrothersareridiculous]

Catherine: I LET A GROUPON EXPIRE. that has to be the no. 1 #firstworldproblem

In celebration of Columbus Day, Jeremy and I decided to watch Meet Joe Black. JK. We really just had no other options on Netflix. So here’s our very prolific thoughts, basically of the last 15 minutes:

Jer Bear Thoughts:

• Whoever did the sound editing of this movie sucks [as we have to turn down the volume on my laptop for the millionth time, due to loud orchestral crescendos]

My Thoughts:

• So he just comes back again? This poor guy’s gotta deal with being called ‘Joe Black’ and everyone thinking he works for the IRS!
• What about Anthony Hopkins? Is he having a heart attack in the background? Did Death take his body? Is there an awkward Anthony Hopkins running around who loves peanut butter?

Clearly, this move left a lot unsaid for me. That’s why I’m suggesting Meet Joe Black 2: Really, Meet This Non-crazy Version