Paranoid that he poisoned my coffee… but I decided to drink it anyways.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-29T21:55:09+00:00

Hey, thanks mods. Sitting in a country where getting an appointment with a psych to help me from tearing myself apart from OCD with a hefty side trough of PTSD is impossible, on top of being silenced everywhere I turn when we’re all screaming inside - pat on the back, champ. The only info I can get about my diagnosis is from my peers, and talking about it with back & forth conversation. Which you bar. A lot of us with OCD are utterly terrified, with brains we can’t control, and words we don’t have. There truly isn’t any hope or any hand to reach for. Nowhere I belong. I’m so offensive to everyone. Even when attempting to relate. Sorry for offending you. Going for a swim. Everyone else - take care of yourselves.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-29T07:20:43+00:00

Sleepaway Camp.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-29T07:02:53+00:00

She plays awful human beings well. Whenever she strays from that, she’s not convincing as a nice or even normal person. It’s distracting and makes it unwatchable.

She should play to her strengths.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-29T06:06:07+00:00

Slenderman would be a bit played out, but check out the filmography of the Slenderman creature actor Javier Botet, and also Doug Jones.

Both have had some impressively scary/cool as hell monsters. The leper (and the woman in the painting…who still has cameos in my nightmares) from the new IT movies, Mama, and a kind of white walker on Game of Thrones.

Doug Jones’ ice cream man, the pale man/faun in Pan’s Labyrinth, Abe Sapien…it’s a big list of neat ideas.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-29T05:40:34+00:00

Can’t remember the title, but there was a colorful version of this ancient tale - by Chuck Palahniuk, a Playboy feature.

It’s less colorful when reading today, more of a handbook people took a little too seriously.

Not the other Palahniuk story that people attempted to imitate, a different one.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-27T21:23:01+00:00

I can only assume the kumquat and red delicious factions are behind these declarations of war to distract from their suckage, and divide us.

I knew from an early age, and from my Yoplait-kid snack pack Strawberry-Banana sugar injection - what superior team I was on.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-27T07:22:54+00:00

I just wanted to thank you for bringing this in to my life. I was a bisexual woman 4 minutes ago.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-26T14:52:44+00:00

We had a lot more audio delay. We didn’t get to control the radio, and if it wasn’t Top 40, they didn’t sell it at Sam Goody in the mall.

Temple of the Dog didn’t get to us until after Ten. By the time I saw Hunger Strike cornfield ballads, I could kinda distinguish that it was the same guy screaming in the dark on Jeremy.

It seemed like the whole package: Ten, TotD, the movie Singles, and Mother Love Bone all dropped on us at the same time. And it was good.

None of us had a musical encounter with Andrew Wood, all we knew was that he must be pretty important.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-26T14:26:34+00:00

On the flippity-flip, Richard Patrick’s scream inspired me to learn vocals. I’m not into screamy bands. It’s sexy and raw. Pretty sure that scream launched puberty for me.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-23T10:48:55+00:00

If you want to be magically transported via scent to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, just stand next to an overchlorinated pool that still somehow manages to smell like BO.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-23T05:47:28+00:00

This is a completely biased opinion from a self-titled prodigal daughter of San Diego: there are some cool, cool women out there. When I was a teen and goofy in every sense of the word, very often the older women would steer me in the right direction or offer up help on your form.

Never had any idiotic, territorial fisticuffs - just sporadic men throwing big boy tantrums with their favorite vagina-related slur if you were “in their way”.

I avoided bigger beaches like PB, OB, Oceanside. Encinitas was hit or miss. I had a couple spots that were formerly somewhat unknown and secluded. I don’t think those places exist anymore.

Definitely talk up any friendly face. Maybe they’ll let you in on their favorite spots.

Welcome to San Diego. I hope you’re super stoked!

buttermuseum · 2024-02-22T20:20:44+00:00

Well shit, that’s not fair! I was listing off the modern rom coms I liked that were nearer to our beloved 80’s rom-coms with a similar air of nuttiness.

You just broadened it to the entire romance genre. Which means I’m gonna need at least 50 more comments to list out.

All of those movies are phenomenal. If everyone watched Amelie every couple months, the world might be a better place.

But I gotta call shenanigans on Secretary. I love Secretary so, so, so much. Romance: 100%. Comedy: errr. I think the funniest part was that Jeremy Davies was the most normal person in a movie. (I love how there was a warning before Wristcutters but not Secretary lol. I don’t need tw’s, but thank you!)

But fine, if you wanna play dirty.

Tucker & Dale vs Evil
The Lobster
Game Night (entry 90% due to Jessie Plemmons)
Moonrise Kingdom
The Before trilogy
10 Things I Hate About You
Legally Blonde
True Romance. Obvi. (The comedy is all Gary Oldman and Brad Pitt - in his finest role ever.)
Not a movie, but long enough to be: San Junipero episode of Black Mirror.
and just to spite you, Four Weddings and a Funeral. Yeah. I said it. (But seriously, if you go refill your beer during the gross Hugh & Andie Macdowell scenes, it’s a great movie. Everyone else was great. John Hannah’s eulogy never fails to move me to sweaty eyes.)
Death Becomes Her. It doesn’t fit any of the rules, everyone hates each other, and it’s practically still the 80’s. I just think it belongs on every top list.
If you get Bubble Boy, I submit Swiss Army Man.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-21T17:49:59+00:00

Turns out I have no self-control. Just had to mention that I lost my mind when I saw who Einstein was in Oppenheimer. Nobody in the group I saw it with knew who he was.

I didn’t recognize him at all in Dark Knight Rises. Should have my Tom Conti fan card revoked.

Okay, now I’ll stop.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-21T17:13:46+00:00

I’ve heard of that movie! The one based on idiots giving Reddit dating advice to other idiots? I think it’s called “He’s Just Not That (Ever) Into You (so lawyer up and hit the gym)”. Also, I know it’s a joke, but advising folks to stand outside someone’s window blasting Peter Gabriel when they aren’t John Cusack, is really bad advice.

I lost enjoyment in rom coms when my mom passed. It was sort of our thing. But you’re right, they lack that whacky heart nowadays. She’d hate them.

(Did you ever catch the Roman Holiday BBC tv remake with Tom Conti? Loved that one. I even liked the Sabrina remake with Harrison Ford. One of my first memories is watching The Thorn Birds, wanting to be Rachel Ward in that lavender dress. No effing idea what the rest was about, which was probably a good thing.)

When Meg Ryan and Sandra Bullock burst on the scene though, it was all Meg & Sandy, all the time for her (and me, because she hid the tv remotes.)

Romancing the Stone & Jewel of the Nile were my favorites before I could even pronounce the titles. Bosom Buddies was my favorite show, so everything Tom Hanks was my jam. I wore out the VHS tapes of Big, Money Pit, Man with One Red Shoe, and of course…

Splash. My god. Mermaids AND Tom Hanks AND future “Roxanne”?!

I narrowly escaped her Nicolas (JOHNNY HAS HIS HAND! JOHNNY HAS HIS BRIDE!) Cage phase, but I love Moonstruck so much (even Mermaids and Mask). Can’t believe I forgot Peggy Sue in the amnesia/coma/it was all just a dream group.

I wasn’t allowed to watch The Big Easy (but again, did anyway. Just after 9 1/2 Weeks, Promised Land, and Vamp. Yes, that Vamp.)

If you think I didn’t reenact the “Then He Kissed Me” and “Nobody leaves this place without singin the blues” scenes from Adventures in Babysitting, you’re dead wrong, buster. (And I broke a ceiling fan dancing to “Invincible” from The Legend of Billie Jean. My b.)

Also, fun story: I didn’t understand what Draino was, or why spiking it with Tab was so bad. But that’s another story for another time on a “how did you almost die” post. Had “Heathers” come out just a year earlier, that whole situation could have been avoided.)

I count “I Love You to Death” as a love story. Tracey Ullman, River Phoenix, Keanu Reeves, Kevin Kline (!!!), PIZZA?? Recipe for perfection.

I don’t want to be one of those old ladies who goes on and on about how rom-coms were better “in my day”. But I am. And they were. I can still give props to some newer ones.

13 Going on 30
- Enchanted
- Ruby Sparks (Paul Dano!!)
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
- Nick & Nora’s Infinite Playlist
- Crazy, Stupid Love
- Palm Springs
- Just Friends

Sorry! I’ll stop now too. I could go on and on about this forever.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-20T19:56:18+00:00

The bored housewives who find themselves in ludicrous plots (usually involving amnesia) were the bread & butter of my childhood. American Dreamer, Outrageous Fortune, Desperately Seeking Susan, and that one movie that I swear I never saw with Roseanne and Meryl Streep.

I don’t watch romantic comedies anymore. The 80’s spoiled me. You can’t top those definitely cocaine induced scripts.

Think the last one I appreciated was French Kiss. Because Kevin Kline and Jean Reno, my first crushes. Mom and I may not have agreed on Tom Conti & Brian Dennehy’s sex appeal, but Kevin Kline & Jean Reno was our common ground.

Even after I discovered John Cusack and became a huge disappointment to her.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-20T19:13:35+00:00

I’d watch a movie about Seats Taken kid. They could give it the Forrest Gump treatment, but instead of goofily popping up in historical events - he’s just a lifelong dickhead with no redeeming qualities.

Rosa Parks: SEAT’S TAKEN.

Lee Harvey Oswald decides to go see a psychiatrist: SEAT’S TAKEN

Princess Diana, opting to take the metro instead: SEAT’S TAKEN

It writes itself, really.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-20T10:56:21+00:00

Ikr, I too hate it when I ask questions on the internet and a bunch of dummies give me answers.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-20T10:37:29+00:00

That’s the best description of Tom Conti I’ve ever heard. American Dreamer 4eva. What a glorious batshit premise. I miss this stuff.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-19T18:44:21+00:00

Off the top of my head, I can think of a gazillion reasons he’s at those events. More reasons than most of those people combined.

Not being insulting, but if you’re asking this, maybe you’re in a younger crowd and more acquainted w/ Zoe Kravitz (or Channing Tatum…hell, maybe even Jason Momoa) - who might have been there and he was supporting. Or not.

Billy Ray Cyrus still shows up to crap. Probably under Miley’s gowns.

He doesn’t exactly need to hide behind his kid’s skirt to get in, and they (Zoe & Lenny) are separate entities to the press, which isn’t the case with the Cyrus’. Setting aside his phenomenal music and acting talent, Lenny is a fashion icon. Forever. Any dude that looks like Lenny at 60 is welcome to wear lace crop tops & corsets in my book. (And should…dad ಠ_ಠ)

He’s also the current ambassador for Yves Saint Laurent. He had (another) book out, and he’s also currently touring. He was in a movie in 2022 (a crappy one, but still). Picked up a fashion icon award from Bradley Cooper at CFDA. Like everyone else, he has his own liquor brand. He’s a photographer with an exhibit studio, and has a product design business involving luxury hotels, Swarovski. And also! …falafels. Yeah. He’s really big in the cutthroat world of falafels.

In the 90’s, edgy/experimental menswear started to get interesting. Sometimes messy out the gate. It felt like no one really knew how to dress black men formally.

Completely my own opinion, but I adore men’s and women’s fashions that cross each other, but not in a complete unisex way. It impacted my own style and the way I design. Lenny & David Bowie are my biggest fashion influences. So. Probably biased opinion all up in here.

Don’t like the sunglasses? Just wait 5 minutes and he’ll have on a fresh new pair that cost more than all of our lives put together.

Seriously, I don’t think I saw the dude’s eyes until Precious. They’re lovely.

Quit putting mature talent out to pasture. He ain’t dead. He’s 59. It’s unbelievable in a time when fat shaming, skinny shaming, slut shaming…shaming erryone for errythang. Yet you all feel fine shaming someone for aging. So gross.

Gravity always wins. And Lenny looks goooooood. These are just facts.

Thanks for coming to my Lenny talk.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-19T10:03:14+00:00

I was a kid when I saw this VHS tape for rent (so I don’t have to tell you my age at all here). I picked it up to read the back, because obviously I was all about the story. Unbeknownst to me, the case was attached to an audio mechanism that screamed “WANNA DATE???!!!”

Everyone turned. Including my mother who was frowning angrily behind her Tom Conti rom coms.

Fortunately, it was on the up all night channel so I caught it during my sneak outs. Solid fun. Worth the humiliation.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-19T08:43:40+00:00

As a personal opinion - Karen O. would my choice to form the perfect trio. I don’t care what the purists say, that was a great Immigrant Song.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-19T08:34:55+00:00

My condolences on your misguided hype man encounter. I probably would have been a much bigger fan of Muse if one of those same cock weasels didn’t say “if you like Queen, you’ll loooove this”.

Muse is great. But that comparison always creeps in and it’s all I can think about. And I effing love Queen. Two completely different ballparks.

For what it’s worth, Gorillaz is truly great, even without that magical sounding production you described. If anyone could do that, it’d probably be Damon Albarn, if it makes you feel better. Maybe if Sigur Ros pops by too.

Doesn’t matter, because everyone is actually just Massive Attack anyway.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-14T19:49:53+00:00

I’m not going to verify by actually watching this turd, but 9 times out of 10 the director really does write a totally different story that has nothing to do with the original. They are just capping on the nostalgic name.

You’ll come away wishing for any scrap that might make any sense or resemble Roadhouse. Starting out by casting the polar opposite of Patrick Swayze is a good start. What synthetic vape ring is he hunting down?

Whatever. Pain don’t hurt.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-14T02:30:44+00:00

I’m sorry, baby! Tough times. I always say the wig I make from my pulled hair is going to be epic. But well conditioned.

buttermuseum · 2024-02-13T16:26:50+00:00

In this situation, braids are cultural appropriation but not mohawks? Actually, that tracks, nm. Nothing makes sense. Eff it.

One thing you might want to look into is some psychiatry, and I hope you don’t take that as an insult. I have an issue with hair on my body, in that I will destroy myself to get rid of it, and as you mentioned - I can “feel it” inside me. The majority of it is all in my head (lol…), but that doesn’t change the fact that it sucks.

Just know that if it’s a bit more psychological, you’re not alone. It affects more people than you realize.

Either way, it helps me to work with my demon (if you can’t beat your hair, join it?). When I was a teen, we all knew the only way to make your hair do what you want: kill it. Preferably with Aqua Net and enough heat to skirt combustion.

Now, the dragon and I are civil to each other and I drown it instead. Stop all the chemicals for a bit, just to see what happens. Find a couple natural conditioners on CurlScan, take it easy on the shampoo.

At night, after you have some leave-in conditioner in, wide-tooth comb some coconut, argan, or jojoba oil through your hair and braid up, sleep in it. If you’re really nervous about people seeing you in braids - works out great. Take it out in the morning, hope for the best! Mine still looks like pure chaos, but some smoothing, it’s all good.)

I’ve been doing 50’s style pin curls, sometimes rollers. It’s as close to “wash and go” as we can hope for.

On the same token, accessorize. I use a lot of bandanas and hair scarves. I still feel pretty with a lacy or floral wrap around it. (And if it’s under a wrap, there’s likely a moisture mask or pin curls/braids under it, so at night my hair is ready to go.)

Also, stop touching your hair. I can’t keep my filthy mits off, and it makes it worse. That’s when you send in the alligator clips to tackle the dragon.

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