Romantic Comedy

Well, today I’ve spent my entire work day thinking of romantic comedy blurbs for my friends to star in. So I’m sharing them with you. Then I’m moving to Hollywood and making them.

1. She’s an expressive preschooler with a passion for high heels, he hates a dirty diaper. When these two unexpectedly meet at a tobacco industry conference they quickly realize that love is meant to be inhaled. This summer, love is a habit you can’t quit.

2. She’s a young adult fiction author trying to get her big break. He’s elderly gentleman moving on after his wife’s death. When these two unexpectedly meet they quickly realize that love is the oldest story of all. This summer, the only life support is passion.

3.He’s tech support guy trying to make it in the indie film world. She’s an heiress to her father’s mustard empire. When these two unexpectedly meet and fight over a parking space, they quickly realize that love deserves to be relished. This summer, don’t forget to use a condiment.

4.He’s a no nonsense pharmaceutical salesman raising his little sister after his parents’ death. She’s a doctor in the top of her field. When they unexpectedly meet during a routine physical, they quickly realize that love has side effects. This summer, turn your head and cough.

5. She’s a no nonsense video game designer living in a man’s world. He’s a cocky video game reviewer who’s always been a player. When they meet at a conference, they quickly realize life is two player game. This summer, real love has no cheat codes.

6.She’s a no nonsense scientist who lives her life by facts. He’s an artist who lets his heart guide him. When these two unstoppable forces meet, they make unlikely chemistry. This summer love is the ultimate experiment.

7.She’s a no nonsense strip club owner with a heart of gold. He’s a women’s rights activist with a wife beating father. When these two unexpectedly meet, This summer love will make it rain.

8.He’s a smarmy no nonsense NY Times crossword puzzle creator. She’s a dislexic dental hygenist. When these two unexpectedly meet for a routine filling, they quickly realize that love will fill in the blanks. This summer love is spelled evol.

9. She’s a a no nonsense widow working as bartender in a New England fishing town. He’s the only man that survived her husband’s shipwreck. When he shows up in her bar one night, he gets intoxicated from more than just a drink. This summer, let your anchor down.

10.She’s a no nonsense folk singer who lets her lyrics do the talking. He’s a small town mechanic. When her car unexpectedly breaks down while passing through town, these two quickly realize their love lives need a tune up. This summer, put your heart in overdrive.

11.She’s a tomboy who will kick anyone in the face if they look at her the wrong way, he’s a mute. When she unknowingly leans on him at a bar one night they both realize that love is expressed with more than just words. This summer let your heart do the talking.

12. She’s a no nonsense big city casting director for a major motion picture. He’s a local chef. When a big movie starts filming in his town they both quickly realize that there is no audition for life. This summer, love gets a call back.

13. She’s a no nonsense high school English teacher trying to make a difference. He’s the single dad of a troubled student. When these two unexpectedly meet, they realize they are not well read in relationships. This summer, love is a true story.

14. She’s a no nonsense blogger. He’s a published romance novelist. When these unlikely two meet the only language that matters is love. This summer the quick red fox jumps over the lazy brown dog.

15. He’s a no nonsense food critic who is unlucky in love. She’s a dancer. When these two unexpectedly meet, they quickly realize that the only ingredient missing from their lives is love. This summer, make a reservation for two.

16. She’s a no nonsense comedian that hosts a storytelling night at a local bar. He’s a shy bartender that wouldn’t think of stepping on a stage. When these two unexpectedly meet at a Whole Foods they quickly realize that their love is organic. This summer, clean up in aisle 2.

17. She’s a thrift store junkie who turns trash into art. He’s a professional skateboarder. When these two unexpectedly meet they quickly realize that the biggest find of all..is the heart. This summer, love gets salvaged.

18. He’s a no nonsense bounty hunter with a taste for expensive whiskey and cheap hookers. She’s a yoga instructor. When these two unexpectedly meet on a routine mission, they quickly realize that the biggest reward of all is love. This summer, there’s a warrant out for romance.

19. She’s a no nonsense tatoo artist who’s emotionally unavailable. He’s a labor and delivery nurse. When he unexpectedly walks into her shop one day, they quickly realize that love is painful.  This summer, the only thing permanent is romance.

20. He’s a no nonsense single dad trying to make it all work on the south side of Chicago. She’s a Cubs fan. When these two unexpectedly meet, they quickly realize that love takes extra innings. This summer, romance gets to third base.

21.He’s a no nonsense police dog trainer raising his son Chonny on his own. She’s a churro vendor. When these two unexpectedly meet, they quickly realize that you can’t keep love on a leash. This summer, the only thing purebred is romance.

22.She’s a no nonsense sculptress with a passion for wine. He’s a hedge fund lawyer. When these two unexpectedly meet they quickly realize that love fits no mold. This summer, you can’t put a price on romance.

Stay tuned for my action movie blurbs!

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Addicted to Formulaic Romance

Recently I went to see The Vow with my friend Hannah. This friend date came up after we realized before our improv show (that spoofs Twilight) that we both not-so-secretly loved going to see rom-coms at the theater. It was our friend bonding moment that would forever link us.
 
Leading up to our friend date was a series of hilarious puns about “saving the date” and “vowing to always be friends even if one of us lost our memory”. My favorite part of the whole date was this: We spent time before and after talking about our favorite rom-coms and making up our own.
 
We all know romantic comedies are formulaic, but that’s what I love about them. I have a few friends who can’t watch them. To quote my friend Janine, “They are unrealistic. The lead girl never has cellulite or period-stained underwear!” Great point. I have both of those things. But for me rom-coms comfort me like a warm blanket with mac and cheese and a bottle of wine. (Three things that could be major adorable moments of a rom-com!) I want to escape to a world where I can project myself onto a mundane female character who has an awesome job, apartment and friends..but is just UNLUCKY IN LOVE.
 
For the record, I do have a great boss, a great apartment and the best friends in the world. I’m not unlucky in love. I’m just lazy at dating.
 
So instead of putting in dating effort, I wrote my own story. Beat by formulaic beat. Now casting a hot male lead who’s still taller than me when I wear heels once a year.
 
MEET CUTE: We meet at a Whole Foods. Mostly because when I walk into Whole Foods I get seduced by the thought of a fancier life. We’re in the coffee aisle. We bump into each other (adorable!) I drop my purse, an ImprovBoston post card falls out among other things. He’s too confident. I’m funnier than him (duh) which throws him. HE’S NEVER MET A GIRL LIKE ME! I’m so DIFFERENT! I say something awesome that shuts him up and walk away. He picks up the ImprovBoston post card. 
 
CHEMISTRY BUILDS: He shows up at IB to see a show I’m in. What?? I know. After the show I’m surprised to see him. My friends (The Bearcats, follow them on Twitter @Bear_Cats!) are like “Oh, he’s so hot you should go out with him” and force me into getting dinner with him. (He feeds me mac and cheese while we laugh and laugh!) Then I realize he’s not so bad! He’s just stressed! Probably because he has a grandmother he takes care of or a little brother that he’s raising on his own!
 
COMPLICATION: He tells me he loves me. I make fun of him because I’m emotionally unavailable! We yell. When I come around, I go see him but he’s with a girl! Instead of getting all the facts I assume he’s MOVED ON! (It was just his brother’s babysitter! Or his grandma’s caretaker!) I leave and say I’m never going to give love a try AGAIN!
 
GRAND GESTURE: He’s still SO SHY! I finish up a storytelling show and as people are getting up to leave a voice from the mic: “I have a story to tell” What!? I know that voice! I slowly turn around and it’s HIM. He tells the story of us in front of everyone! (But he’s so shy!) He finishes his story and WALKS OUT! INTO THE TORRENTIAL RAIN! I run after him. When I catch up I say “wait! how does the story end??” he says “Like this” then cue the classic rain make-out.
 
CUT TO us whimsically shopping together for groceries at Whole Foods for OUR apartment. Fade to black. Title of the movie comes us : Whole Hearted
SCENE.
 
In real life I’d probably call this guy a p**sy.
Follow your dreams!
#lineupboysshessingle
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So Say We All

My “thing” with tv shows lately has been to get into a great show really late to the game (have you guys seen that new show X-Files? Ground breaking!) The problem with me is when people INSIST that I watch something, I’m immediately turned off. This must be a family trait, because my brother refuses to watch 30 Rock even though I insist he will love it.

When I’m finally ready to watch, I’m emotionally invested. Alone.

The latest example of my “Oh, I didn’t know you guys were having a party” style of tv-watching came in the form of Battlestar Galactica. Have you seen it?

I watched the series finale last night after putting it off for a day. I didn’t want it to end. Regardless of what people thought of the finale, the last episode has me feeling like I need rehab. 

 The crazy part is, I’m ready to start over and watch it again. The whole series. I went 24 hours without a sweet sip of Galactica and now I want more. I need a support group. If anyone can offer me help, I’ll accept it.

Otherwise I’m going to lose my life to this disease.

 

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M.D.N.A.

I’m a fair weather fan of Boston sports and I do enjoy any important game, but I think we all know the only reason I watched the Superbowl this year was for the Madonna half-time show. Don’t tell My dad or my brother.

Here’s what I loved about it.

1. Madonna loves an entrance and I fully support entering on a gold throne carried by muscular gay dancers.

2. I’m not sure why I don’t have this, but every floor I walk on should have green screen capability. The floor made it look like a vibrating football field, an equalizer and a written message. While I think the message could’ve been cooler (sorry world peace!) it’s still awesome.

3. I love it when cameos happen. Nicki Minaj and M.I.A. were awesome. LMFAO could’ve been better. Celo? That guy’s still around?

4. Gold pom poms. Enough said.

5. M.I.A. flipping America off and the censors not getting to it in time!

6. The guy who danced on a tight rope?! HE DANCED ON A TIGHT ROPE!

7. The parkour guys ?!

8. Not terribly original, but whenever a robed chorus backs her up on Like A Prayer, I’m all in.

9. The marching band and cheerleaders for the new song?? Again, an unoriginal idea but unoriginal with flair.

10. She disappeared into a puff of white smoke into the floor!

Oh yeah, and I think the Pats lost.

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I’m Not Lazy, I was Staging A Comeback

 

Ok, so I haven’t updated this blog since OCTOBER, but I was 33 then and didn’t know anything. Now that I’m 34 and have so many more months (2) of life experience behind me..I’m back!

I wasn’t being lazy. Like any good pop star/druggie actor, I was staging a comeback. America loves comeback stories. So here’s mine.

Riding high off the fame this blog has earned me, I got cocky and assumed it would update itself. “When’s the next post coming? You’re HILARIOUS!” I’d hear in my head. It’s kind of like when I assumed that if I stopped going to the gym my body would stay in shape or that I’d stay hydrated from red wine. Apparently, it doesn’t work that way which, dear readers, feels like bullshit.

So as part of my 2012 Comeback Tour, I’ve made a list of resolutions/life changes that are sure to make any comeback successful.

1. Create a weird new religion to follow.
Everyone needs guidance and hope, so who am I to deprive the world or myself of that? Madonna adopted Kablahaljalhalah and The Cruises, Smiths and Travoltas are Scientologists. But adopting an existing religion is SO OUT. Creating one is SUPER IN. I’ll call it Glitterism. There won’t be any prayers because saying words without background beats is the WORST.

2. Adopt someone.
Sandra Bullock did it after her holding-her-head-high breakup with that guy that we all knew would cheat on her. Good comeback move, but she adopted a BABY. SO OUT! I’m going to adopt a train-wreck couple that will inevitably conceive an oops! baby. And I’ll carry both around like my own grown-up sized acessories and be featured in Stars! They’re Just Like Us! They do their own grocery shopping!

 

 

3. Carry a pet in a purse.
This is an old tradition but it’s still effective in displaying your superiority in Popland. I’d carry a pet rock in a fanny pack because let’s face it, those two things need comebacks too.

4. Collaborate with an young up-and-coming celebrity.
Madonna made singles with Britney and JT when she started to stay relevant. I’ll make a viral sex video with Rebecca Black. I’m not sure who’s going to be in it yet, but she’s a great gaffer and I’ve got a great eye for the mis-en-scene.

5. Publicly offend a group of people then apologize for it.
Look, people like myself have to make mistakes to show the commoners that we’re still JUST people. I’m gunning for people who post obituaries on facebook. I’ll do it during a performance of my future one-woman show Anxiety: In America. I’ll apologize on my roomate’s Frasier-themed podcast.

6. Die.                                                                                                                                             Let’s face it. Michael Jackson’s This Is It Tour is happening and making money. Amy Winehouse is all over the place and got nice words said about her from Tony Bennett! Comeback, much?! I’d probably look to go Selena-style and be murdered by an adoring fan. I’d need a heads up though. I want to look GOOD.

So that’s my plan. Like you, I’ll probably give up on these rezzies by February, but it’s worth a shot right?

Happy New year!

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Irrational Rational Fears

 
 

So Paranormal Activity 3 comes out on October 21st. Check out the trailer.

In honor of the 3rd one coming out (it’s a prequel, much?!) I thought I’d share all the irrational fears I have on a daily basis. As a functioning adult.

1. When I’m washing my face at night I’m afraid when I look into the mirror, my reflection will be smiling at me when I’m not actually smiling.

 

That's actually how I look when I smile. I need to make a dentist appointment.

2. Day or night, roommate home or not, I’m always afraid someone is breaking into my apartment while I’m in the shower.

I always shower with my trusty knife.

 

3. I’m convinced a monster will kill me from the toilet while on the toilet.

This tattoed weirdo gets it.

4. Every morning I’m convinced someone is going to push me in front of the train.

Why does she look so calm?

5. When I’m sleeping a spider is going to lay millions eggs in my neck and they’ll all hatch and crawl out of me.

This girl is SO HAPPY about it.

 
I’m sure after I see Paranormal Activity 3 there will be more to add to the list. I’m still afraid of kitcen cabinets after the first one. Email your fears to popinamerica@gmail.com so I can feel better about how crazy I am. I may even post ‘em!
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I’d Like To Be Hospitalized For Exhaustion

Mariah did it. I mean if my boobs were as big as hers I’d get tired of carrying them around too. In my continuous effort to live like a pop star I’ve realized I need to be hospitalized for exhaustion to both elevate my status and to get some sleep.

 
 

Mariah, the only thing exhausted is your bikini top.

When Mariah Carey checked herself into a hospital in 2001 (she probably thought it was a bar with beds) she released a statement
saying “All I really want is to just be me and that’s what I should have done in the first place … I don’t say this much, but guess what, I don’t take care of myself.”

You know what? I say that about myself a lot. I don’t take care of myself. I’m tired all the time. Mariah, I just want to be me too but I have responsibilities. I have a JOB to call in to.

Does this look like someone well rested?

 

Yeah, I know pop stars work hard but they have a team of people making sure they do.  I don’t have an intern. Or a publicist. I’m my own publicist. Clearly, I’m doing a great job. I have a blog I consistently don’t update and anonymity.

Since I can’t afford to check myself into the finest hopsital Somerville has to offer,  I’m asking if I can check into someone’s home and hole up there for about 2 weeks. I just need comfy bed to sleep in, a baguette and a block of brie and only the sexually charged episodes of Bones. If you could provide a plastic bracelet and a security guard to stand outside my room, that’d be even better. I’ll be back to calling in to work in no time.

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Suspects Flee A Dirty Free-For-All

I went to Ke$ha on Tuesday night and as much as I wanted to post this on Wednesday, I was too hungover. I’m a true Ke$ha fan, much?

Since I barely remember the night, I’ve decided to write this police report-style. I will be referring to myself as “the suspect” from here on out.

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On Tuesday August 17 approximately 5:47 p.m., witnesses reported the suspect, Christine Cuddy, 33 of Cambridge, MA boarding the #9 Bus to South Boston to meet with a group of local gay men who are wanted for being fabulous.

At approximately 6:15 p.m. the suspect arrived at her destination. There, she ingested approximately 10 ounces of Grey Goose, 3 slices of pizza and body glitter.  It is unknown at this time if ingesting the body glitter was accidental.

The suspect

A shirtless townie neighbor witnessed Cuddy and the four gay men on the back deck dancing to Ke$ha, Britney Spears and Whitney Houston music. The five individuals then were seen spraying massive amounds of glitter all over each other while laughing. One of the men Cuddy was with was overheard saying “I had glitter all over my hands. Then I went to the bathroom. Now I have glitter on my penis.” It is unknown at this time if that was code.

Official Police Artist Sketch

The suspect and her crew then gathered around a dining room table and cracked hundreds of glow bracelets. How the bracelets were acquired is unknown, but it is reported that the five individiuals cracked and attached the bracelets with the precision and efficiency of a drunk baby walking a tightrope.

  
OFFICIAL EVIDENCE

At approximately 7:30 p.m. Cuddy and the men left the apartment and started walking toward the Bank of America Pavillion to see pop star Ke$ha perform. They arrived there around 8 p.m.

The group split up and went to the restrooms and beer stands. Police assume this was an intentional move to throw off the authorities. When they met up again, all had beers in hand and a few more joined the group. Cuddy put on more glitter in an effort to diguise herself. She then beligerently complimented passers-by on their outfits.

Scene of the Crime

At approximately 8:30 Ke$ha hit the stage in an outfit so sparkly it brought tears to Cuddy’s eyes as she screamed “I want that!”  Cuddy and the four men were seen dancing, singing, screaming and throwing their hands in the air. When the concert was over, all 5 indivuals fled. It is unknown how Cuddy got the glitter off her. All five indivuals remain at large.

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Avril Lavigne’s Back! Thank God!

Not really. But I love that Rihanna sampled a forgettable song of hers for my new favorite summer song. Here’s hoping Avril makes it into the video..?

Cheers (Drink To That)

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I..I…I Wanna Go Go Go

Britney Spears performs in Boston tonight and, I know you won’t believe this, but yours truly does NOT have tickets.

While Ms. Spears’ personal performance isn’t really worth the money as of late, the entire experience is and I know exactly what I’ll be missing out on. I went to her Circus tour in 2009. Here’s a breakdown of what my $90 got me.

1. Front Row Seats to a Fight Between Fans Outside Post-Show

Estimated Cost: Free

Why? You can see that any day of the week at North Station

 
 
 
 

Imagine one of these girls is holding a camera.

 

When  Slutty Girl Dressed As A Slut #1 tells Slutty Girl Dressed As A Slut #2 that she’s a (spoiler alert!) slut, the only thing #2 can do to retaliate is to punch #1 in the face. With her camera. In front of a 9 year old girl.   Hey little girl, I remember my first concert too. I  can’t believe I didn’t see a fight outside of the Worcester Centrum at Debbie Gibson’s Electric Youth tour. Consider youself LUCKY.

2. Learning That Dancers Are ‘The Help’ To Pop Stars

Estimated Cost: $40

Why? Because knowledge is power

"Get me my f#%$ing sippy cup."

I’m not going to feel bad for hot dancers who are making it in an industry that seems to have even more limited opportunities than the television/film industry. That being said, while BritBrit was sloshing around onstage as Slutty Girl Dressed As A Slut #3, her dancers were left to work their asses off, all for the shared goal of making her look good. It’s like when I was a nanny in Weston (seriously, exact same thing). For some reason rich women think it’s easy to keep an entitled 5 year old clean. It wasn’t, but that was my job. So I sympathize with those dancers. On every level, really, because I’m a terrific dancer. They worked hard to go out there and try to keep that dirty little lip-syncing angel clean.

3. Passing A Zombie Apocalypse Simulation With Flying Colors

Estimated Cost: $40

Why? We’re going to need to be strong when zombies attack. Duh.

 

 
 
 
 

"We love you, Britney!"

 

The only thing scarier than imagining the world getting infected with a rage virus is sharing a room with 15,000 middle aged women who already have it. The demographic for this event, aside from the small percent of 9 year old girls who saw their first fight and the lovely gay men, is a bunch of 40 year old women who hate life so much, they’ve decided to haul ass all the way from Shrewsbury or wherever the hell they’re from so they can see art in Big City. The fact that I walked out of there unscathed proves to me that you don’t want me on your zombie apocalypse team. You need me.

4. A Down Payment on a Beer

Estimated Cost $10

Why? Because financing a beer is hilarious.

This one is self explanatory.

I hope everyone’s dreams come true at the concert tonight. To add insult to injury, I’m missing DJ Pauly D spin it on the 1′s and 2′s at the pre-show. If anyone has a Britney hook-up let me know. By that I mean, let me know why I’d just be finding out about it now.

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