Category Archives: Matt Damon
For my inked-up alter ego, I believe this is the Ideal Damon.
Though let’s be clear: any Damon is really my favorite Damon.
It’s Matt Damon Day, one of my
pe rsonal favorite personal, favorite holidays of the year.
Although, in typical form for this semester, I’ve basically no time to celebrate. It would seem my love for MD is being eclipsed by my attention to not one, but two other men: Gustave and Richard.
But you know the thing about an eclipse? It’s only temporary, just masking the eternal for a few moments. An apt description for my love for and commitment to this guy.
After all, he’s mystifyingly good-looking — a true Boeuf-cake — with a supreme intelligence and strong identity as both a writer and an actor. I’d swim an ocean for him — maybe 11, 12, or 13. And though, in real life, he seems to be happy shepherding his flock of daughters, my devotion — no mere act of good will — has never departed. I love him as much today as I did the first time I saw him avoiding capture on the Streets of Paris ten years ago.
Happy Matt Damon Day!
As if my ten-year high-school reunion weren’t enough to remind me how quickly the years are flying by. Now this: happy family news for Freddie Prinze Jr., my first love. (Before Matt entered the picture.)
Yes, I was a bona fide Freddie freak in the day. Can we talk about how much I loved Boys and Girls?
I also loved Down to You, which is a really stupid movie. I mean, we’re talking terrible. But whatever. If he wanted to drink a bottle of shampoo to prove his love to me, I’d let him bring me cake in the middle of the night.
I was going to tell you more about my new ginger project tonight, but I got a little distracted.
Yesterday, he was cooking with Ming Tsai.
Today, he’s blowing bubbles and being all-around adorable.
I love him.*