I have been in this weird funk lately. I don't think I'm actively unhappy, it's just that I seem to be realizing/remembering a lot of things in my life that I wish were different. Like my job. And maybe my ass.
Deep Throat Revealed!!! And not ugly 70's porn either. This holds particular sentiment for me since my parents didn't know I had learned to read until I picked up the newspaper and started reading bits about Nixon. What kind of parents don't know when their kid is learning to read, you ask? The kind of parents who will tell their kid that Sesame Street doesn't come in on the big new color tv and the kid will have to go watch it on the crappy black and white tv upstairs. And you wonder how I turned out as supahstah cool as I have.
Last night, perhaps in a subconscious desire to punish myself for imbalances in my life, I decided to sit through the movie Hannibal which was on USA. Now, I read the book when it first came out, and it was seven different shades of Jaded Self-Important Atrocious Crap. If you for some reason need to punish yourself by reading this book and don't want to know what happens, stop here. But the rest of you know (or don't care) that Thomas Harris basically phoned in 400 pages of dead boredom, and finished it off by having Lecter and Clarice dine happily on Krendler's brain, and then go travelling the world over shagging like bunnies. The movie was actually better than the book in that respect, but it still sucked BALLS. I might have to watch Silence of the Lambs and Red Dragon tonight to cleanse my palate and make the awful go away.
I know you didn't miss the latest Old Navy skirts commercial, set to the fly tones of Superfreak. I just know the poor man is screaming even while spinning in his grave, "I'M RICK JAMES, BITCH!"
I don't really like to insult the viewpoints and opinions of another culture, but come on, Germany has to see my point of view while watching the footage of the Berlin Wall coming down - "this is GREAT...wow what a momentous occasion...what the hell is KNIGHT RIDER doing at the Berlin Wall?!??!?!?!?"
I know I have more to tell but for right now I'm tapped. Thank every power that be that it's Friday.
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I would say watching Hannibal is enough purgative for an entire year's worth of sins. Consider yourself absolved.
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