I find few things as disturbing as Neil Diamond singing Coming to America.
I don’t care for popcorn, but I always buy it at the grocery store when I’m out.
I once kept a CD borrowed from a friend for six years – because the CD had the song Informer by Sno on it (these were pre-iPod/iTunes years…).
When I get a dog, I’m going to name it PuppyDog, even though I’d never get an actual puppy (because I like my furniture).
When I watch The Godfather, I feel sorry for Tom Hagen.
I think Mandy Moore is a good actress.
I’ve been wearing this pair of contact lenses for many, many moons.
I don’t find Joe Mantegna convincing as a Jewish man in Liberty Heights. But maybe because I just think of Joey Zasa. And, you know, he’s Joe Mantegna.
I want to live in a house that receives copious amounts of natural light for all daylight hours.
I have Coming to America stuck in my head now.