Vampire Pizza

I went to Costco today. I think it's physically impossible to leave that store without buying a slice of cheese pizza from the snack bar. It's my heroin (I just saw Twilight last night - otherwise I wouldn't be able to come up with a decent metaphor. I've recently discovered that I'm metaphorically challenged). It's a good idea to stay at the snack bar while eating Costco pizza, that way when you're done you can refill your drink. It's such a great deal, a slice of heroin-laced pizza as big as your head and 2 22 oz. drinks for less than $3. As I sat there this morning, I decided that when I am famous and touring the country with my entourage, we will make stops at the local Costco for pizza. Costco will love it so much that this super-cool famous woman makes regular stops at their stores with her entourage, that they'll give me a free lifetime membership. When they ask for my card, I'll frame my face with my hands and say "this is my card." Then the secretly annoyed cashier will be thinking "I can't SCAN your damn FACE, jerk." The irony of it all will be that I'm so insanely rich, I won't need a free Costco membership. Ain't that the way it goes?

Oh, and Twilight. I loved it. Although I'm not sure how much I would have loved it if I hadn't read the book. While reading the book, you get your own images of what the characters look like in your head. Then in the movie, when they don't look the same, it's like "who IS that person? Oh yeah, it's Charlie. He's not supposed to look like that." That's about the only think that bothered me about it. Well, except that I really wanted to be able to lust after Edward like all the women. I admit he's good -looking. But he looks too much like my brother (one of them has better hair). That would just be weird.