I definitely got Carried away

If you ever sit in your panties and sip wine while you type on your laptop, find it hard to pry yourself away from your "rabbit," or have ever used the phrase "absofuckinglutely," then you've probably found some comfort by watching Sex and the City at some point in your life. I wouldn't consider myself a hardcore fan, but I did find it very enjoyable in the short amount of time that it was on the air. It's very rare that you see people have casual sex AND eat food in a television show. It's usually one or the other, or neither if it's a show about Amish anorexics.

My friend Jane sent me a link to an image of the poster for the upcoming movie because she thinks that anything with Sarah Jessica Parker on it will make a gay man shit his pants. I didn't do that, but I did startle a few people in the room when I gasped at the sight of it. Here are a few thoughts that went through my mind when I saw the poster:

• Wow, Sex and the City!
• I wonder if the actual poster will have pink rhinestones.
• Get carried away with what?

It didn't dawn on me until I read on someone else's blog three days later that the tagline for the movie (GET CARRIED AWAY) was a play on SJP's name in the series, Carrie.

And here I thought that I was hot shit because I'd been playing Brain Age 2 for the Nintendo DS and my brain age is 26 (optimal brain age is 20). I used to rip on my friends who get distracted easily, saying that the mere sight of man or penis was enough to turn their brains to jelly. I guess Jane was sort of right. Sarah Jessica Parker made my brain shit its pants.