The motivation for this post begins nearly a decade ago, which is kind of amazing, if you think about it, because Rand and I were very much a couple, even then.
Can you imagine being with someone for more than a whole decade? It’s pure madness, and not at all the point of this post.
Anywho, it was ten years ago or so, and Rand and I were in a teeny tiny one-bedroom in North Seattle trying this newfangled service called Netflix. I was going through a phase where, for reasons that still sort of make sense to me now, I refused to watch any movie that didn’t star Cary Grant.
I’m sure you’ll agree: that was a reasonable and somewhat noble demand on my part.
So Rand went through Netflix’s entire library and queued up practically all of Cary Grant’s canon. It was wonderful, particularly when the 20-something iteration of the man I later married would drop a quote into casual conversation.
“Hasn’t it occurred to you that I’m having a tough time keeping my hands off you?”
Cue lots and lots of swooning. (more…)