Today I’m super happy to bring you a guest post by the always fabulous Susie of Insatiable Booksluts. This is the last post about The Stand you’ll see here for a while now, I promise. - sj
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So, I ended up missing the drinkalong for The Stand. I know. I was the most sad. I was all set to drink and watch it when my husband was all, “Hey, let’s have a romantic date weekend.”
And I was all, “But, The Stand.“
And he was all, “Italian food and a hotel room with a king-sized bed.”
And then we were both nomming carbonara, drinking pink champagne, and watching LOTR: The Two Towers on cable in a giant bed. And having maybe the best . . . uh . . . . carbonara I’ve ever had. (That’s code. I’m not really talking about the carbonara, although it was pretty good.)
What can I say? I love you guys a lot, but my husband knows all of my weaknesses. Like mountains of pasta.
So, that’s what came up in my world while you guys were watching The Stand. But see, here’s the thing–a couple of days before the drinkalong, I got Photoshop-happy and made a whole bunch of memes that I planned to post during the drinkalong. And because I wasn’t there, I didn’t get to post them. So, I asked sj–”Please,” I said, “please can you post my memes even though I skipped out for Italian food and nooky movies on cable?” And sj was like, “Geez, I guess I could post them for you even though you totally skipped out on the drinkalong like a jerk. But only because they’re funny. Kinda.”*
*This conversation may or may not have actually happened this way. Okay, it didn’t. POETIC LICENSE or something.
So, here they are, only a little over a week late.
GEEZ WAY TO GO FAMILY MAN
You mean we’re both totally immune to the superflu? AWESOME
BUT WE’LL HANDLE IT, THAT’S COOL
Of course, many of them focus on everyone’s favorite character of all time, Randall “Redneck Fabio” Flagg.
This is totally appropriate considering the next drinkalong that is happening. In related news, I AM PSYCHIC.
Also, I’m pretty sure “demon Flagg” was crafted with leftover Ferengi parts:
He’s an ALIEN. That explains EVERYTHING.
And of course, how could I let that ending slide without poking just a little fun?
God always did want to play Vegas.
Sidenote: The sexiest part of this movie was a young(ish) Ed Harris quoting Yeats. I could watch that all day.
