We have a couple of friends with a 7 month-old baby. They are named Heather and Mike.
This makes my life a little confusing since my wife likes to talk about celebrities and other pseudo-famous people we know of or have communications with as if they are our dear friends.
So, when she says something like, "That's what Heather and Mike did." I have to pause and ask, "Our Heather and Mike, or the Spohrs Heather and Mike?"
I can't always safely assume one or the other. Both sets of parents have a child with enormous eyes and a big personality. They seem to be quite similar.
Lately, I've had a hard time discerning reality from fiction. Especially when it comes to identity, all wrapped up in celebrity influence.
My grandmother just told me in an email that I look like Ryan Philippe.
Even though I've seen many of his movies and Antitrust is one of my favorite films of all time (I shed tears at the end--that whole insignificant-hacker-sticking-it-to-the-corrupt-man-through-global-broadcasting thing always makes me feel nostalgic and warm inside) I had to look up his name on Google because I'm just that bad with names.
My wife thinks I look more like Michael Vartan, the guy from Alias she had a crush on for the longest time. Except for one thing: he's a little too old to play me:
I think my wife looks like Drew Barrymore, but only in the days when Drew was hot:
Lately, we've been running around causing chaos on the world, I hacking major corporations for the good of mankind, the wife spouting poetry and getting all Charlie's Angels on everyone's ass and our little baby Drew starting fires with her mind:
She's usually really sweet and happy but when you get her mad, your hair usually catches on fire. She makes the cutest monkey faces :)