Childhood Favorite Destroyed

A month behind the entertainment news, but that doesn't mean I can't relay my horrors to the masses that make up the internet. I just found out that there is going to be a movie version of "The Lorax". This was my all-time favorite Dr. Suess book and potentially children's story of all time. My love for this story began back in kindergarten when I watched the 1st grade class of my school put on a play based on the 72 page book.

Well now Universal is making this into a movie. Oye. What is with producers turning a short, simple children's story into a 2 hour mess?? (I am purely speculating on time, but I am fairly certain it would be more in line of the Jim Carrey 104 minute Grinch than the lovely simple 26 minute animated version)

And how are the producers further twisting the dagger in my heart? They have casted Taylor Swift as one of the characters (who doesn't exist in the actual story). The only plus is that this movie is animated...ugh.

Fingers crossed the Truffula trees and Brown Bar-ba-loots look as crazy fun and adorably cute as they do in the book.

New Robot in the Nursery School

Do you remember Alfie the Playskool robot? I do. He was awesome and soooo hi-tech back in the 80s. There was no reason for me to reminisce about this lovable robot if it weren't for a commercial that I almost fast forwarded through. Turns out that Hasbro has decided to revamp him. I'm not sure how I feel about this new look. In the end, I think I still prefer the old look. But if I had never seen the original, this new round guy is pretty adorable.

Where is my teddy bear???????

I saw Toy Story 3 (3D), loved it, and now wish I hadn't read so many reviews. When reading various articles over the last two weeks, I was convinced that I knew the ending. Watching a movie for the first time when you think you know the spoilers is very distracting - guess I will just have to watch it again!

The main focus of the movie is that Andy has grown up and is heading to college. His mom is making him pack up his room and all of his toys (thankfully my mom didn't make me do this until about a month ago). The toys will either be trash or saved and this puts them into a panic. My mom always was amazed that I have such a hard time letting go of my childhood play things, but maybe she will go see this movie and understand. I mean, how could I possibly be expected to throw away toys that kept me occupied for hours?? They know all of my secrets!! After walking out of the theater I immediately had the urge to get home so I could hug my teddy bear. He needed one, it had been a while since he hung out with me.

Go see this movie. Be ready to get a little teary. And try and remember where you last put your stuffed animals because you are going to want to find them as soon as you get home!

Reliving the Silliness of my Childhood

Today I saw that there will be a new Shel Silverstein book out in 2011. (Apparently this is the second posthumous publication, a collection entitled Runny Babbit came out in 2005.)

This extremely talented poet was the brains behind some of my favorite books growing up; A Light in the Attic, Where the Sidewalk Ends, The Missing Piece, etc. I can remember reading these books cover to cover, over and over again. Giggling each and every time. I decided to memorize a number of the poems and realize that to this day, I can still recite pieces of them.


I have to be perfectly honest in that I might purchase these books as gifts for children of friends just so I can quickly read the books cover to cover before wrapping them up. Additionally, A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends have been re-released as special editions, each containing an additional 12 poems. Again, I would love to get my hands on a copy so that I can see the new silliness.

I am pretty sure this picture is from a poem about children who want to revolt, but can't continue with their crusade as they cannot cross the street by themselves.

C is for Cookie

I guess if you don't use google daily like me, you might not be aware of the fact that Sesame Street is celebrating it's 40th birthday. Each day the Google header on the site has been redesigned to involve characters from the show. My favorite, was one of the firsts, and that was Cookie Monster. The use of his googly eyes as the o's is simply wonderful. I could not stop smiling after I saw it.


Cookie was one of my favorite monsters on the show growing up. He was lovable and silly. I particularly enjoyed when he was overzealous about eating his plate of cookies and would toss in a toaster. With the celebration of the show's longevity, there have been many articles written about the show's purpose and evolution. I have enjoyed reading such articles but am also saddened to learn that Cookie has now decided that cookies are a "sometimes food". He no longer tries to devour them as often and apparently eats broccoli!!!

Yes, I understand that childhood obesity is on the rise, but really? I remember as a child thinking how sad I was for Cookie since he tried so hard to eat all those cookies but they usually just ended up breaking into lots of little pieces. I never thought that I should attack a pile of cookies like that and munch munch munch like crazy. In all reality, I didn't really have the option as my parents kept cookies out of my reach and allowed me to have 3-4 in my lunches in elementary school. Cookie isn't a bad influence if parents restrict their children's ability to reach cookies themselves. I can also say, that I am pretty sure seeing a bright blue monster eat broccoli would not get me to change my anti-green vegetable ways.

Should we be concerned that Cookie might relapse? What if all this "sometimes food" stuff gets the best of him. He could go on a cookie rampage!!! And on that note, let's consider the t-shirt I have been contemplating purchasing from woot.com for a few weeks now. I did just buy the zombie candy corn one, so I might hold off just to keep within my budget.



I'm going to end with a clip of my favorite monster singing a song dedicated to his favorite food:

Sack of Potatoes

Walking to work this morning, ok you caught me, walking to JP Licks to see a wicked awesome girl who I have been missing for about a year now, I saw a man in a business suit carrying his son over his shoulder. All I couldn't help myself, and my face broke out in a huge grin. I used to love being carried like that. My dad would call me a "sack of potatoes". I wonder why I was potatoes not something else. I would love for someone to carry me around like that now, unfortunately I am a bit long. The last time someone tried to do that to keep me from fighting they threw me over their shoulder...being as long as I am I was able to flip myself over by grabbing his legs. If anything I am very resourceful when I fight.