A Little Saturday Fun — Movie Trivia

Today’s movie trivia involves two films that share a common actor.

Movie A was filmed in Utah, involves a lucky teenager, his loyal friend, and an overworked student that just wants to play basketball and make her parents proud.

Movie B was filmed in California, involves a lucky contest winner and his single dad, a house of their dreams, and tells the zany way his father found someone to love again.

Both films were often shown back-to-back in 2001 when Movie A was released.

Hint: Both were Disney movies.

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Clingy

“We were just chatting!” Tony screamed into his headset.

Angela was upset again because, according to her, he is cheating with other girls. Girls he knew in real life. Angela and Tony met two months earlier, but she loved him. She told him that every waking moment. It was getting annoying. Tony didn’t even really like her since she went all Misery on him with being his biggest fan.

“I just know you’ll cheat on me like everyone else has,” Angela said, crying. “I know I’m clingy and stuff, but I love you so much. I’m afraid of losing you.”

Tony winced. It’s not like him and Angela had ever met in person. He hated how girls flocked to him because of this and that. All he wanted to do was waste hours playing with his friends. He would never be mean to someone on purpose, no matter how funny that would actually be, so he just agreed with them. Unfortunately, that meant attracting girls like Angela.

She was three years younger than him and they really had nothing in common, but she loved him. He, on the other hand, had no real interest in her. While she would be pouring her heart onto the computer screen, he would be off playing and laughing with his other friends. Non-clingy friends. Friends who didn’t fall in love at the drop of a hat and then go all drama.

It took three months of silence for Angela to get the hint that Tony was not really interested. But, in the end, she found a boy in sixth grade that thought she was the greatest thing since Cruncyroll added manga to their offerings. As for Tony, he never noticed that she was even gone.


This short was inspired by the 3TC prompt: chatting, laughing, crying

The Bull-headed Booby

The Bull-headed Booby

Walter, James, and Evan grew up together in Smith’s Grove, Kentucky, and spent all their high school days making sure that they would be accepted into UC San Diego. After Walter and Even spoke about their plan and how hard they all worked to bring up James’ grades and academic skills, the admission representatives decided the trio would be a good fit for their school. It was a dream come true. They left the cold winters of Kentucky behind for the warm sun and beautiful ladies of southern California. After four years of college, the trio decided to go into business for themselves. Evan found a bar down by the beach that was for sale and they set about living the life they always saw in the movies.

“This place is a dump!” Walter said, seeing the Booby Bar for the first time.

“When you said booby bar,” James said, “this is not what I imagined.”

The bar hadn’t been in operation for nearly a decade and the boobies had taken over the entire outdoor seating area.

“Come on, it’s perfect!” Evan said. “It’s just going to take a little cleaning.”

Their life savings and two parental loans were sunk into the bar, so they had no choice. It took working from sunup to sundown for a month to whip the place into shape, but they managed to do it. With the exception of the boobies. No one knew how to deal with them. Everyone they asked just laughed at them. The Internet said that boobies like humans and will just hang out. They hoped that all the noise and shuffling about during the grand opening would shoo them away, but James wasn’t too sure.

“We’ve had workmen here all month and they didn’t leave,” James said while prepping for the grand opening.

“Shoo!” Walter yelled as a blue-footed booby hopped on the bar and stole a hot dog.

Suddenly thirty boobies were hopping on the bar trying to steal food, toothpicks, and basically anything not attached to the bar.

“These are some crazy birds,” Evan said. “I figured they would have headed to the Galapagos by now.”

“Not this group,” a man said, walking up to the bar from the beach.

“Sorry, sir. We’re closed,” Walter said.

“Ah, just wanted to come up and see what you did with the old place,” the man said. “I had such high hopes for it.”

“High hopes?” Evan asked. “You used to work here?”

The man laughed and shook his head. “Nah, I used to own the place. Until these bull-headed boobies moved in. They robbed me blind. Scared away all my customers. There’s more now I see.”

And with that the man shook his head and walked back out onto the beach and down toward the pier.

“Weird,” Evan said. “We bought this from the bank.”

“Someone else had to have owned it first, though,” Walter said.

“You don’t think he was right about these stupid birds, do you?” James asked.

It only took three hours after the grand opening to know he was. Customers fled as the boobies took over the bar for the night. The trio was devastated. This business venture had to work. They had to make it work somehow.

“I got an idea,” Walter said.

He worked all week moving things around, printing off new fliers, and the following weekend they opened as the Booby Interaction Center and had every young male in the area interested just because of the name. For five dollars, customers could buy a small cup of fish and feed the birds while drinking. It took three to four cups of fish to keep the booby from stealing off the customer’s plate, so the trio made a killing during its second grand opening. Three years later, it’s the hottest nightspot on the beach.

Finish the Story # 8, 25 August 2018

Welcome to Finish The Story

I start a story, then another has to pick up the story and add to it, then hand it off to another person, etc. until the story is complete. This has proven to be quite fun in a blogging situation since we all have different approaches.

Rules

  1. Copy the story below as it appears when you receive it (and the rules please)
  2. Add somehow to the story in which ever style and length you choose
  3. Tag only 1 person
  4. If you choose to not participate or finish the story, please comment/tag this post so that I know.

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The Unfinished Story

After serving thirty-five years in the military, Austin retired to a quiet little town in the middle of the Catskills. He had saved money every month since he enlisted so that he would never have to work another day when he left. His plan worked, but now he found life boring and uneventful. Every morning he walked down to Jennie’s Diner for coffee and a little conversation, then over to the library where he would whittle away the day. Three months of this routine and he was going stir crazy. That was until a strange woman asked if he had ever considered writing a book.

“I never really thought about it,” Austin said, flipping through a magazine.

“I have a story to tell,” the woman said, “and I have a good sense about people. You are the right person to tell my story.”

“Um, I’ve never written before. I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

“Well then, it’s a good thing I do. Meet me here tomorrow and we’ll start.”

She disappeared before he could even answer. He looked around, but she was nowhere. Austin shrugged. He would be at the library the next day anyway, maybe he would be able to ask more about what she wanted…and why him.

The next day, as the grandfather clock rang eleven, the woman tapped Austin on the shoulder.

To be continued.


For today’s first tag, I am picking on Sparks From A Combustible Mind. If you haven’r checked out her site, please stop by and discover all her great posts.