How seriously can somebody say “I don’t care about money?”

Saying you don’t care about money is like saying you don’t care about oxygen.

You may not think about it all of the time, but you need it. By golly, you need it.

Why am I bringing this up? Because I don’t care about money. Let me explain myself. I fully understand the Holding-Moneyimportance of money. It is not a luxury. It’s a necessity. Quite simply, you cannot survive without it.

But depending on it is another thing entirely. I don’t need money to be happy. I fully believe that. As long as I have enough to support my bare minimum needs, so I could live a comfortable lifestyle and still do all the recreational things I enjoy doing, then that’s all I need.

Now let me be clear: I’m not saying this as a badge of honor. My indifference for money does not make me better than anyone. If anything, it’s a huge hindrance. My lack of motivation to one day become rich will probably be a self-fulfilling prophecy. Ergo, I will never be rich.

Frankly, I wish I was rich. But not because I’d have unlimited money, but because then I wouldn’t even have to think about it anymore.

There’s a scene towards the end of Forrest Gump when Lieutenant Dan tells Forrest he took the money they earned shrimping and invested it in Apple, thereby making them multimillionaires. Forrest, who also lacks a genuine interest in money, stoically responds: “Great. That’s one less thing.”

That’s the feeling that I wish I could one day experience. Somebody telling me that I don’t even have to think about money anymore. I’d hop in a car tomorrow and travel across the country to all the places I’ve never been. And I’d be the happiest person in the world.

But that requires money.

So where do you draw the line? Can any one ever genuinely say they “Don’t care about money” and truly mean it? Where do you strike the balance between not wanting to think about it, but also maintaining an urge to earn enough of it to live comfortably?

50 Cent preaches to “Get Rich or Die Tryin’.” Puff Daddy said it’s all about the Benjamins.

But allow me to quote Jessie J’s 2011 hit, “Price Tag,” when she says, “It’s not about the money, money, money/ We don’t need your money, money, money/ We just wanna make the world dance/ Forget about the price tag.”

Yeah, when you quote Jessie J to prove your point, you know you’re fighting a losing argument.

This Jimmy Fallon-Nicole Kidman interview is so genuine and authentic, it’s no wonder it’s captured America’s hearts

A recent Tonight Show interview between Jimmy Fallon and Nicole Kidman has spread rapidly throughout the Internet, accumulating more than 20 million views in less than two weeks.

These interviews typically net a lot of views, because they tend to contain humor and because Fallon is a great conversationalist, but this one has gained attention for a different reason.

Most variety show conversations are rehearsed, and the host and guest know exactly what topics are going to be 1420811056_nicole-kidman-jimmy-fallon-zoomdiscussed before the cameras begin rolling. Kidman had never appeared on either show Fallon has hosted before, and it was clearly planned that they’d bring up their one shared story of a previous meeting some 10 years ago.

But what happened next, neither of them saw coming.

The story is that they once hung out together in Fallon’s New York City apartment, a meeting Fallon thought an innocuous one motivated by the fact that Kidman wanted him to be in her upcoming movie.

But when Kidman reveals the true nature of the meetup, hilarity ensues.

Lo and behold, the truth is she was attracted to him, and arranged for a mutual friend to set them up to see if there was chemistry.

Ten years later, Fallon never knew this, and found out in one of the most awkward ways possible. On television. His reaction is so genuine, so identifiable, that it’s clearly struck a chord with the general public.

Here was Jimmy Fallon, a relatively well known name from Saturday Night Live — but by no means an A-list celebrity — given the opportunity to date a gorgeous international celebrity whom every cold blooded male could only dream of dating.

And he had no fucking clue.

Watch it yourself. It contains the hilarious retelling of their approximate 90 minute “hangout,” and afterwards, the tension and awkwardness in the room is so great that they can barely even talk about anything else without becoming embarrassed. The interaction is priceless because it’s so real, and is something that has happened to so many people before.

It also helps that Fallon and Kidman are two endearing, attractive people with bubbly personalities.

Both are married now with kids, so that obviously is what enabled the story to be brought up in the first place. Not only can you sense the deep regret Fallon has that he missed an opportunity to hook up with Nicole Kidman, but I feel like, we, the viewer, sort of regrets that the two didn’t end up together. It’s like a romantic comedy wrapped in an interview, and it’s great.

But it also preaches important lessons. For men, it shows that just because we consider a woman to beautiful, and “out of our league,” that we shouldn’t immediately discount the notion that she may have interest in somebody like us. Sometimes we need to give ourselves more credit.

For women, the lesson here is that men are not mind readers. We can’t see what you’re thinking. If you are interested in dating us — say something. Don’t assume that, because you’re alone in a room together, the guy is going to make a move. And more importanly, never assume that because he didn’t make a move, that it means he’s not interested.

Let me tell you something ladies, men may talk a big game, but when it comes to the time to make a move, we become petrified.

So when Jimmy has that moment of realization, regret and shock at the fact that Nicole Kidman was once tried to date him, it creates a sequence of events that’s so authentic that it couldn’t have been rehearsed. And it’s all on camera.

And not only that, but all men of the world are right there with Jimmy. For all of us, there’s a time in our life involving a woman that we constantly look back to and say, “Man, if I only did things differently, then who knows what might have happened.”

Likewise, I’m sure all women relate with Kidman’s dilemma, and have their own similar stories.

So not only did this interview thoroughly entertain, but it likely also rekindled in people the memories of our own mistakes. Thank you Jimmy and Nicole for this great conversation that’s so steeped with humanity.

I also couldn’t agree more with Jimmy — the New York side of Niagara Falls sucks.

Nobody is perfect, but Anna Kendrick comes pretty close.

When you think about it, the word “perfect” doesn’t really meaning anything.

In a literal sense, something that is perfect has no flaws. But what is considered a flaw to one person may not be to another, and therefore, nothing can be universally flawless.

So nothing, or no one, is perfect.

Except Anna Kendrick.

Am I about go on a 10-minute lovefest? I very well might. You’ve been warned.

???????????????????????????Ask anybody what they think of Anna Kendrick, and they’re likely to say something positive. In the several years since she’s achieved career success, she hasn’t really done anything to earn our disapproval. She’s a good actress, for one. She’s also a good singer.

So the talent is undoubtedly there. It was never debatable.

But what’s made people fawn over her is her personality. If you’ve watched her interviewed on variety shows, or checked out her Twitter, then you know that the girl has a sense of humor.

And not just in the sense that she makes the occasional joke. Anna Kendrick is constantly funny. She’s bitingly sarcastic, and it sets her apart from most of her female colleagues who try to exude a certain Hollywood-appropriate demeanor whenever they’re being interviewed.

Kendrick, meanwhile, always seems to act like herself.

She joked in a Super Bowl commercial for Newcastle last year that she’s “approachable hot,” meaning she’s the type of girl that is attractive, but not too attractive that it’s intimidating. And that kind of sums up her appeal.

And starring in Pitch Perfect, a glee club movie that was so entertaining it somehow succeeded in an era when the television show Glee has made people hate glee clubs, didn’t hurt her popularity. In fact, I’m convinced the movie only succeeded because of Kendrick.

Although, lately, it’s evident that Kendrick has some lost weight, which is really the first time she’s shown any inclination to conform to Hollywood’s expectations for women. Or maybe she just did it for herself. Who knows. Either way, she’s suddenly not looking so “approachable hot” anymore.

Simply put, she’s the entire package. Talent, beauty, humor and doesn’t seem to take herself too seriously.

Dare I say it … she’s the type of girl you just want to take to your local dive and grab a beer with, while making fun of other people in the bar around you.

Sounds pretty pitch perfect to me.


I publicly declare my support for Charlie Hebdo

I may write a lot of inane and superfluous posts on this blog about things of little worldly significance, but now that’s about to change.

It’s time for me to take a stand.

Because, you see, as a blogger who has free reign to post whatever he wishes on a daily basis, and takes full Parisadvantage of his Constitutional rights, it’s my duty, my civic obligation, to declare my public support for my comrades who also use a public platform to highlight news in a humorous fashion.

Charlie Hebdo, I got your back.

Together, we are beacons of free speech. We are bold enough to say whatever we want, regardless of who we piss off, for the sake of humor.

Granted, Charlie Hebdo does it to millions of people, and I do it to like … 11 people, but, in the grand scheme of things, we’re trying to accomplish the same thing.

So let the record show that the Weinblog is on team Hebdo.

Unless Islamic terrorists are reading this. Then I’m kidding.

Any one who’s actually followed international news is aware that it’s being dominated by the events in Paris, where gunmen opened fire inside the offices of the French satirical weekly newspaper on Jan. 7 and killed 12 people. The publication was targeted for its caustic depictions of the Islamic prophet Mohammed.

If there’s anything we’ve learned recently, it’s that people become really offended when others threaten our right to free speech. First it was the reaction to Sony’s initial scrapping of “The Interview,” and now this. Millions have joined together in Paris since the attack, and have brandished pencils as a symbol of free speech.

It’s true that we take these liberties for granted, especially since they still do not exist in all countries, but never before have you really seen people acting so affronted over others threatening the freedom until now.

It’s also pretty cool that the pencil is making a comeback with all of this worldwide attention.

We all know that retro things always reemerge — vinyl, large headphones, converse sneakers — but who knew it would take a terrorist attack for pencils to be cool again?

But the point here is that, as a blogger who freely discusses heated political issues with no fear of repercussions, I too am appalled when another outlet is punished for exercising their right to free speech.

We are all united by our inherent need to make people laugh.

Hebdo, I may have never set foot in Paris in my life, but I’m with you bro.

Golden Globes 2015 — a night of few surprises and acclaim for films that start with the letter ‘B’

I found last night’s Golden Globes to be a pretty modest, tame affair that was devoid of any slip ups or surprises in either its presentation or awards.

It makes for a good telecast, but not for good blog material.

What is most noteworthy is the departure of Tine Fey and Amy Poehler after a three-year hosting run. They are Boyhood GGsecond to none as far as comedic duos are concerned, and know how to be funny without being inappropriate, although there were a few Bill Cosby jabs thrown in that were very awkwardly received, as well as a few shots at North Korea.

It’s a star-studded night full of the biggest celebrities in film and television. Quite simply, if you’re invited, you go. Unless you’re Woody Allen. Even Joaquin Phoenix, known for his distaste for award shows, made sure not to miss it.

The biggest winner of the night was Boyhood, which took home trophies for Best Picture (drama), directing and supporting actress. I’ve already declared my love for the film. It’s an achievement of monumental proportions.

Not everyone will get it though. It’s a simple tale of a boy’s progression from adolescence to adulthood, told over a dozen years. The problem is people have come to expect such far-fetched, CGI-manipulated works of art, that when a film comes around that’s so true to real life, they dismiss it as “boring.”

And that’s unfortunate.

Birdman also got some love. The fact that Richard Linklater (Boyhood) and Alejandro Inarritu (Birdman) can’t both share the major accolades for their work is a shame, because both did things with their movies that have never been done before.

The quest for Best Lead Actor is now down to an epic battle between Michael Keaton (Birdman) and Eddie Redmayne (The Theory of Everything). I think it could go either way. Redmayne delivered one of the best performances I’ve ever seen as the physically restricted genius Stephan Hawking. But Keaton has the “veteran comeback” allure that so greatly appeals to general audiences. Whoever wins is deserving.

Keaton probably gave the most humble and emotional speech of the night that only makes you root for the guy even more.

Selma got surprisingly little love — its lone victory was Best Original Song — and I think people are starting to get a little worn of biographical features, regardless of how historically significant its subject matter is. Especially after 12 Years A Slave was so heavily rewarded one year earlier. 72nd Annual Golden Globe Awards - Arrivals

The Imitation Game, too, will likely be an unfortunate casualty of thick competition. It’s an outstanding film, and in most years could have swept the major awards, but this year may go home empty handed because it can’t overtake Boyhood or Birdman.

Other than that, it was nice to look at the usual eye candy typically present at these shows. I’m talking Jessica Chastain, Amy Adams, Keira Knightley, Felicity Jones, Rosamund Pike and George Clooney. Wait, what?

Sorry I meant Clooney’s knockout wife, Amal Amaluddin, a British-Lebanese lawyer who’s apparently really, really smart.

But let’s face it. All any one really cared about in last night’s Golden Globes was E!’s red carpet pre-show coverage, when Ryan Seacrest spent two hours asking every single celebrity “who are you wearing?”

The perplexing, topsy-turvy career arcs of Matt Damon and Ben Affleck

Based on what decade you’re in, asking somebody to evaluate the careers of actors Matt Damon and Ben Affleck would elicit very different responses.

Their co-written late ’90s hit, Good Will Hunting, which put them on the fast track to stardom, guaranteed that the two will always go hand-in-hand. Plus they’re besties in real life.

Good Will HuntingBut what’s strange is that the perception behind each of them, at any given time, has always been different. When one flounders, one excels. When one has a breakthrough, the other falls into monotony. It’s bizarre.

I thought of this topic because I was watching last night’s People’s Choice Awards for like 10 minutes (and I’m not just saying 10 minutes to make myself seem more cool — it was because I was watching American Idol instead), and Affleck was honored with some humanitarian award.

He gave his speech, which contained some fairly moving remarks about how small acts of kindness can go a long way in the world, blah blah blah, but most of all, it got me thinking: this guy is everywhere now. And we haven’t even seen him as Batman yet.

And where the hell is Matt Damon?

It’s amazing it’s come to this when you consider the not-too-distant past.

But let’s start from the beginning. It was 1997 when the duo, in their mid-20s, won Academy Awards for writing Good Will Hunting. Their acceptance speech reflected their youthful exuberance, complete with a high-pitched squeak in Affleck’s voice. But it was endearing and together they captured the hearts of America.

If you asked anyone at this time, no one would have denied that they’d both be stars. It’s just that no one would have guessed the paths they took to get there. Saving Pvt Ryan

Flash forward five years later. Matt Damon already had classics like Saving Private Ryan and Ocean’s Eleven under his belt, and was just getting started on the Jason Bourne trilogy. His peak saw no limits.

Affleck, meanwhile, in addition to a few unsuccessful romantic comedies, sunk with Michael Bay to the bottom — with style over substance disaster thrillers Armageddon and Pearl Harbor. If he was wasn’t the butt of jokes yet, he would be very soon.

In the next two years, Affleck’s career was all but dead. Gigli was an unmitigated disaster. Daredevil and Surviving Christmas didn’t do him any favors, either.

Damon, meanwhile, continued his role in the Bourne and Ocean films, and starred in another collosal hit, The Departed. He was as A-list as it gets.

At this point, the script had been written. Damon won. Not that it was a competition, but it was general consensus Invictusthat since Good Will Hunting, one career went straight to the top, the other flatlined. No one saw any reason for that to change.

By the end of the decade, Damon secured his third Oscar nomination for his supporting role in Invictus. Affleck, meanwhile — whether by choice or by Hollywood shunning — was not in a major blockbuster. Instead, he had a leading role in the underrated political-thriller State of Play, and quietly started his filmmaking career, directing the critically acclaimed Gone Baby Gone, which starred his brother.

Things were starting to look up for Ben.

Nobody saw what would happen next.

Damon opened the next decade with a supporting rule in the acclaimed Coen Brothers’ 2010 film, True Grit, but since then, it’s been flop after flop: We Bought a Zoo, Promised Land, Elysium and Monuments Men came and went with a whimper.

Affleck, meanwhile, continued to establish himself as an elite director, while also using the platform to resurrect his acting career, with The Town, and Academy Award-winning Best Picture, Argo. Another poignant acceptance speech,movies-ben-affleck-argo-award 15 years after his last, won back America’s hearts.

While Damon had a small role in Interstellar this year, Affleck was the lead in the fall’s biggest hit, Gone Girl. His next projects involve playing Bruce Wayne in the Batman/Superman crossover, which promises to be huge, while directing (and starring in) his fourth feature film.

Seriously, who saw this coming 10 years ago?

People say Matthew McConaughey’s career underwent a huge rebirth last year. But his never died like Affleck’s did. And what’s most shocking is his meteoric rise is coinciding with Damon’s fall from grace.

How about dem apples?

My favorite time of the year … besides Christmas, or the summer, or baseball season, or basically any other time that’s not now.

Lets’s face it, January and February are the worst months of the year.

My apologies to any one born during them, but, you were born during a shitty time of the year. Why do they suck so much? Well, for one, it’s freezing outside. I am aware that the cold weather begins in November and December, but at least the frigid temperatures then is joined by the best holidays.

Once the luster of Christmas and New Year’s is over, we’re sick of the cold. So the first two months of the year pretty much are about endurance. Just getting through them. As I type this, it’s 12 degrees outside. Are you kidding me?

Bring me Spring.

GGUK_Sat_PUBut it’s not totally miserable. There is some enjoyment that comes with this time of year. In fact, the last couple of days has brought some of that joy. Of course, it’s a completely esoteric thing that only applies to music lovers, but … early January is when major music festivals announce their lineups.

I probably just lost 99.5 percent of people reading this. “That’s the one thing that redeems this point of the year? Seriously?” is probably what you are thinking.

But it’s more than major festivals like Coachella and Governor’s Ball announcing the plethora of bands that they will each be hosting, but rather, a reminder of times that lie ahead.

A reminder that summer — and nice weather — will be back sooner than we think. Coachella announced their lineup yesterday. Governors Ball today.

For music junkies, the announcements allow for several days of comparing which lineup is best — a debate music blogs have already begun. It becomes almost a question of territorial pride. East Coast vs. West Coast. Coachella is the bigger festival, being a two-weekend event that last summer accrued more than half of a million participants. Governors Ball, a modest weekend affair, drew a little more than a quarter of that.

So that it’s even a debate is a victory alone for the East Side. Yeah bitches.

In the coming weeks, other major festivals like Bonnaroo, Lollapalooza, Firefly, and my personal favorite, the Newport Folk Festival, will also announce their lineups, continuing to tease us of the summer fun that’s so close, yet so far.

January and February do have other good things. The Super Bowl and National Championship game. Oscar season. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Valentin—- err, nevermind.

But, come on, if the best part of a month centers around things that aren’t even going to happen until a few months from now, you know it’s a terrible time of the year.