Fantasy Dinner Party in detail

I was probably a more intelligent person when I did not have cable, however, the joy that Leonard Maltin gives me for even a small moment surpasses the percentage of brain power I have to sacrifice in order to catch him on the Reelz Channel. Phew. I don't know what it is, oh yes I do, it's his whole demeanor, the direct unblinking eye contact, the rigid posture and steadfast arms and the sheer joy he expresses reviewing truly good films. I would take his advice any day.




What a friendly looking guy. He officially has one ivory name card positioned above an eggshell blue place setting at my fantasy dinner party.

I have been thinking a lot about my fantasy dinner party. And by a lot I mean the last 10 minutes, which I think is a perfect amount of time to think about who one would invite if so given the opportunity because everyone should be prepared for such an extravagant dinner party and please, no dead people. That is just ridiculous. So after much deliberation, the lucky individuals will be Mr. Maltin, Tom Hanks because he is a genius, Lady Gaga because I find her to be crazy and crazy in the best possible way and also because she and Tom would probably get along judging by this quote...yes I know it's about Beyonce but potato, patato. I am sure they would become fast friends. Coco and Steve Martin would make it for obvious reasons and John Mayer would be allowed to make a guest appearance just to hear him say something arrogant and outrageous and then we could all make jokes at his expense after he was escorted out by The Rock and Sarah Jessica Parker.

BTW: Week four of TurboKick only illustrated how I am definitely the best turbokicker in the class. *Compliment of the Day* I love you self.

Here he is again....swoon...