I always get tiramisu and Napoleon cake mixed up. For some reason, I think the swirly top of Napoleon cake is what tiramisu should look like.
It’s not too bad because either way you still end up with a tasty dessert. I have a slight preference for Napoleon cake, though, so I have been mildly disappointed a few times.
On TV I watched part of a Johnny Depp movie called Chill Factor. When I looked the movie up in the IMDb, I was started to learn that Johnny Depp wasn’t in it at all. It was Skeet Ulrich.
I finally thought of who it is that I confuse with Julia Stiles: Kirsten Dunst.
There are other under-30 actresses that I can’t keep straight, but those two really morph into each other regularly.
And then there’s Cate Blanchett, Kate Winslet and Toni Collette. Not in looks so much as the types of roles they’ve had and the whole Aussie thing.
And, hey, the younger males are easy for me to interchange, too.
I’m sure there’s little real difference between this crowd and the Troy Donahue, Tab Hunter, Doug McClure and Crispin Glover group, but I get the impression that the cookie cutter just changes shapes every 5-10 years, depending on the casting clique.
Kate Bosworth and Kate Beckinsale. They are both super hot actresses. I guess that one is blond and the other brunette, but given their names, I can’t remember which is which.
This isn’t mine, but it’s too good not to share. One night we were sitting around the campfire with my husband’s family when my brother-in-law suggested that we sing some Bob Denver tunes. He meant John Denver, of course—Bob Denver being the guy who played Gillian on “Gilligan’s Island.”
I also had a hell of a time trying to convince my best friend that Steven Tyler is not the lead singer of the Rolling Stones. I think she was mesmerized by the lips.