Mac and Me. Yes...I actually watched this last night.

Hey readers,

I just turned 27 a few weeks ago, and I'm beginning to suspect that I'm not going to age particularly gracefully.  I'm not sure when I came to this conclusion--maybe after I counted through today's daily caloric intake and realizing that 90% was comprised of breakfast cereal or perhaps yesterday night when I twisted my ankle while walking on a smooth, level sidewalk--but getting older isn't all aches and pains and feeling awkward and out of touch while watching MTV. 

No, there are a few benefits. 

Like, I'm pretty sure I can rent a car now without any extra fees, and that's nice. 

But it's more than that--I get to watch crappy movies from my childhood with the full benefit of 27 years of wisdom and life experience. 

For example, when I was 8 or so, I have a pretty solid memory of going to the movie theater to watch "Mac and Me." 

What I remember about Mac and Me:  A cute alien comes back to Earth and makes friends with a blond they have adventures.  The alien drinks some Coke...wait, did I mention that the aliens got their food from sticking straws into the ground and sucking back ground juice?  Because I'm pretty sure that happened. 

Uhh...they have some adventures.  Learn some lessons about friendship.  Everybody lives happily ever after. 

Then I rented the movie again last night. 

And sweet holy crap was this thing trippy. 

Current Reflections on Mac and Me:  Holy shit that alien is creepy!  Nobody seems that scared that a bunch of monsters are staggering around the city and stealing people's soda.  I mean, I'd get pretty weirded out if a regular person yanked a Coke out of my hands, but if it was a creepy ass alien that was doing the yanking?  Well, first of all, I would be pretty well outside of the alien's grasping range, but still...how could people be so non-chalant about all this alien stuff? 

And then there's the dance routine at the McDonald's. 

Yes, there was completely a dance routine at the McDonald's. 

With break dancers and a bunch of old guys in football uniforms. 

Maybe I should just show it to you guys...I really don't think I have a strong enough grasp of the English language to adequately describe what happened at the McDonalds. 
 

Being an adult is awesome!