When life intersects Hollywood–however tangenetically

(Is that even a word? Spell-check doesn’t like it.)

Last night, Christian & I finally got to watch “Michael Clayton.” We’ve tried to rent it three times, but it was always out. And then after we finally got it home, it took us three nights to get all the way through the movie. But anyway, last night we did finish it, and the most interesting thing happened right as we turned it on (Scene 18 on the DVD), when George Clooney is saying goodbye to his family members after a birthday party, and in the background I heard Mike Kelley’s voice saying something about the Tigers.

I looked up from folding laundry, and sure enough, there was a basketball game on the TV in the movie. Christian didn’t catch it. He had to back it up and listen again.

Nothing particularly earth-shattering—just cool. The Kelley’s have moved on now, but they used to sit in the second or third row at Lourdes every 10:00 Mass—we even had their daughter in the choir for a few short weeks—and it was pretty cool to have something so close to home show up in a movie.