I know I talk about Steve Martin and “the Jerk” a lot, but it is one of my favorite movies with one of my favorite actors.
I do enjoy all the lovely comments I get from other people out there who know what I’m talking about when I say:
Which I said the whole week I was in Hawaii last year. And basically what I say anytime I get something with an umbrella in it.
I also just appreciate all the joy the movie has given me in life.
Like aspiring to have my own Disco Hall with my own disco dancers.
The dangers of cat juggling.
Why although I am blind I will never use an optigrab.
Open my mind to new foods. For example I still need to give pizza in a cup a try:
And most importantly to never trust whitey.
And mostly I think I like the movie, because we’re all a bit of a Jerk sometimes. Not in an awful Jersey Shore way, but in a way that we don’t always see our own assy-ness.
(My sad reality, is that when my mom saw this she said “Oh its perfect, you are a jerk.)
P.S. Following Steve Martin on Twitter can change your life.