In their rush to air exclusive photos of Flight 447’s destruction, no one in this newsroom stopped to ask the logical questions, such as: 1) How did the camera survive? and 2) Why are the photos in wide-screen format?
The answers, of course, are: 1) Because the footage is from Lost. And, 2) because the footage is from Lost
“This was the week that “Home Alone” had just been released on laserdisc, and so we’d been playing the movie on an endless loop at the store, over and over and over, and we were all sick of it at that point. That’s important because when Michael showed up, he had a guest with him. Macaulay Culkin.
My manager … was on the phone with a friend, and as Michael went to look around and shop, Macaulay stopped, listening to Anthony as he ranted. ” … and if I have to watch that movie again, I’m going to stab my own eyes out. Seriously. That kid … it’s like he’s haunting me. I go home, and all I can hear when I’m trying to go to sleep is him taunting Pesci and Stern, and I wish there was a cut of the film where they caught him. That’s what I’d watch.”
By that point, it was obvious what he was talking about, so Macaulay settled in to wait for Anthony to turn around. Michael noticed what was going on. Finally, Anthony turned around, and there was Macaulay, right behind him, hands on his face just like on the “Home Alone” cover, and as all of us, Michael included, burst into laughter. That moment, watching Michael trying not to laugh as we all waited for Anthony to figure out what was going on, was the least guarded thing I saw from him.”
I found my copy! It’s far less tattered than I imagined it to be. Flipping through it brings back some good chilhood memories. Laying on my back in the backyard with the book resting on my hands blocking out the sun. What a fond memory that is.
Traveling takes so much out of me. I hate the idea of waking up in the obnoxiously early in the morning just to sit down in a airport terminal and wait a couple of hours for my flight to board and take off. Aside for that minor inconvenience, I’m glad this trip went well.
I’m leaving at 7AMish Arizona time and I’ll be home around 7PMish Connecticut time… So much freaking time to be on a plane/in an airport.
I will miss my family very much and I wish I could really be a part of their lives. Being separated by several time zones is rather harrowing. Contact is only an e-mail, phone call or some kind of instant message away but you can lose track of that so easily.
My sister is pulling through. I am proud that she seems to be coping so well with everything. She is still her hilarious self and makes the best of what has happened to her. I am honored to be her brother.
This weather has been so exceptional here that I am going to hate it when I go back. People have been telling me it is rainy/cold/not as nice as Arizona. New England is New England and it’s still nice (but still not as nice as Arizona!). Eh, I guess I’m just going to deal with being vacation-sick. You see what I did there? Hah.