Top Gun

Last night got a little out of control. After dinner, we met at Josh Braunllewee'ses's house and decided to watch The Count of Monte Cristo (I think this is the one where he saves the children). Corrie threw a fit, and demanded ice cream and magic shell, or else she would leave and go watch History Channel in her dorm room. After retreiving the epicurean delights from HEB, we decided to watch Top Gun. We then proceeded to assign everyone a character in the movie.

Dan was Merlin.
Corrie was Goose.
Lucy was... Lucy.
Josh was Maverick.
And, I, in case it's not obvious, was (am) Iceman. (on the left)



Maverick (josh): Dammit, Ice! Washing your hair everyday is a mistake. You should do it every few days so that you don't dry it out!

Iceman (me): You stupid son of a bitch. You're dangerous Maverick. It's not that you don't have good hair--you do, but it's unpredictable. You're putting yourself, and worse, the rest of us in danger.

*and there is a black guy in the movie (who is awesome!) and I thought his name was Sundown. Josh found this outrageous and thought I was being racist. It turns out his call name was Midnight. Muuuuuuch better.