Dyn-o-mite!

I just had one of those a-ha kind of moments. I'm sitting here watching the recent cult classic Napoleon Dynamite and came to the scary realization that one of my recent exes eerily resembles a rapidly approaching thirty-year-old version of Napoleon. It's absolutely horrifying! He has a similar physique, that same "duh" kind of expression on his face on most occasions, much smaller glasses, much less hair, and the personality of a social reject. Had I seen this movie before I agreed to go out with him, it may never have happened. I'm still completely dismayed that it happened at all. More on this topic later. In the meantime, I will continue to get a laugh at this flick, and at least I can look back and laugh at that not-so-little misstep.