NaBloPoWriMo Servo, Day 20: When Mary Met Servo
Last night my friend Mary came over to watch When Harry Met Sally. It’s our yearly holiday tradition (well, this was the second annual, but I think we need to make it a permanent ritual), and it goes like this: we send WHMS quotes to each other leading up to the day of our get-together; then, after work, we settle in for the movie with food, wine or beer, and an egg timer.
Wait, an egg timer? Yes. We set it for an arbitrary time (this year was 8 minutes) and when it goes off we pause the movie and try to say the next line word for word.
I’ve seen this movie probably two dozen times. I watch it when I’m sad. I watch it when I’m in love. I watch it on sick days, rainy days, and when I don’t know what else to watch. I watch it around New Year’s when the world feels new, and I watch it when I’ve lost faith in love and humanity. I watch it just for the line Harry delivers at the end: “It’s not because I’m lonely and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve; I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” Sigh. Nora Ephron sure could write.
But even though I’ve watched it so many times, I still don’t have the whole script memorized. Darn. Maybe next year…
Tom enjoyed meeting Mary, but then he tried to make a pass at her and when she turned him down he wouldn’t let it lie. Perhaps they’ll get it together in ten years.
Here’s a weird coincidence, though: Facebook informed me (via the “When Harry Met Sally” page) that it was Meg Ryan’s birthday yesterday–how cool is that? I hope she celebrated with a sandwich at Katz’s Deli and a nice slice of some pe-can pie.
Also, this is my 150th blog post! I know 20 of them have been this month (!) but it still feels like a milestone. Thanks for sharing it with me! -Sarah