I forgot to mention this but I got a message from Amanda last night reminding me.
I'm almost positive that one of you doubted the swami hat and now your doubt has caused Fate to issue us all a swift kick to the head. About 2 hours after I predicted that Renee Zellwegger would ruin a movie that I would want to see I saw a commercial for a new movie she's starring in with none other than Harry Connick Jr. HARRY! That really got me where it hurt. Because I'm pretty sure she hasn't loved him as long as I have. Nor was she there that night at the Hollywood Bowl when I nearly swooned while he was playing Caravan on his piano. And she certainly doesn't have Amanda's nail marks permanently embedded in her leg from said show at the Bowl. What I'm saying is that I've invested a lot in my love for him and she should not be allowed to go and ruin a movie that I would, under normal circumstances, endure a crowded movie theater with all those obnoxious movie goers to see. It's one thing for her to do a movie with Colin Firth, or George Clooney, or Ewan McGregor. But Harry Connick Jr. should be off limits to squishy faced actresses who sound both like a 5 year old and a drunk.