Every person is born but how many of us really think about how important we are? Did I not mention that I'm one of those obnoxious people who thinks that their own birthday is special? Until the United States government recognizes August 4th as a national holiday, I have to run around looking like a moron all by myself in my leopard thong, zebra chaps, and paisley Doc Martens, and dangly gold earrings in the shapes of little 4's.
So I'm going to do some DVD shopping and other activities (cigar smoking, junk food eating, etc.). And, of course, I'm going to dig on some 1976 horror flicks that I've never seen before. So expect some more posts today and tomorrow about the wildly amazing year that also just happened to be our great nation's bicentennial.
One more thing, Zachary over at The Lightning Bug's Lair also turned 34 just two days ago. But after a quick DNA test we did over the internet, it turns out that we're not related! Good thing since that would mean my mom would have been in labor for 48 hours! Crazy! Quick survey: Did any of you other bloggers out there happen to be born this week 34 years ago?
More, more, more!
The Spirit of '76 Moviethon
Some 1976 movie reviews:
Plot of Fear
The House with the Laughing Windows
And look, Raffaella Carra recorded this in honor of my birth: