i know everyone says they love john hughes' movies and know every line, but i really really seriously do. my little sister and i still, everyday, at ages 31 and 26, quote 16 candles and weird science (etc.) more than we have original thoughts in our conversations. every time she calls me i answer, "may i help you?" like the french dude in ferris bueller. every time we do something fun we say "yeah man, we got to do this again!" like the car attendants who took the ferrari. we can both say "jaaaake" just like farmer ted does from under the glass table. we have discussed on several occasions that we would both answer "john hughes" to the question, "if you could meet any celebrity/ pick anyone's brain, who would it be?" we have looked up his sceenplays online and read them just to see his brilliance on paper- did you know he writes the scripts so detailed down to what sound effects he wants in the background? anyway, this is a long-winded way to say i'm sad john hughes died. thanks, mr. hughes, for helping me laugh out my teen angst. and for supplying tbs with movies to play all day on saturdays from the years 1992-1997 while i laid around. "screws fall out all the time sir, the world's an imperfect place..."