paying my dues.

On a lighter note, depending how you see things, i watched both Godfather I and II this weekend. Believe it or not, I had never seen either which apparently, is blasphemy if you're married to an Italian. Sometimes being married (ok, its only been two weeks) to an Italian feels like you're rushing a fraternity except they make you eat a lot of spaghetti instead of crushing beer cans to your forehead. It seems watching the Godfather movies is a rite of passage that i have earned whether i like it or not.
But i do like it, i like it a lot. After six hours of the Corleone family, i am completely steeped in their world. I can't get over what a ding dong Connie turns into or what an idiot Fredo is or how Michael's cute little puppy dog face turns so quickly into that of a stone cold killer!
Also, who knew Deniro was such a hunk in his day? You all probably did since i'm the only person who hadn't seen these movie masterpieces until this weekend.