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Thursday, May 20, 2004
(GROAN) 
George Lucas has completely lost his mind. Thursday, May 06, 2004
So one day I'm doing the 'Poisoned' thang on my computer (that's Mac OSX talk for using Kazaa) and I type in a typical ME keyword search like: "LESBIAN", "ANAL SEX", "SHE-MALES" and a file comes up that I wasn't expecting. I mean, OBVIOUSLY it had to have keywords that I was looking for but geez...did it have to bring this up in it's search? Couldn't the search engine have found me lots of gay porn instead? I mean, how awful can you get? Talk about your ONE "HIT" WONDERS. And just then I'm transported back in time to my high school days at a point where I'm sitting in my car on Christmas Eve 1989 with Gloria Slaughter---first serious girlfriend extraordinaire! Well, serious enough. The second girl ever to let me see her naked and go below the belt (although it would be a good two years before I actually got laid). She was a little on the shy side, had braces, was pretty damn smart and had great boobs. Total hottie. Anyway, we're sitting in my car in the parking lot of the Bowie, MD Community Center exchanging Christmas gifts. In front of us is Bowie Lake where they found piranha one year. Apparently someone dumped out their aquarium and the fish survived winters and BRED, resulting in a piranha infestation. Then the MD Government drained the lake and killed all the fish in it to take care of the problem. Nice (and so long ago that I can't find a mention on the internet--I'm OLD). So we're opening our loot and there it was. A small, nicely wrapped cassette single (CHRIST...how LONG AGO WAS THIS?!?). I opened it and was all excited. At least, I ACTED like I was all excited. Or maybe I really was all excited which means I suck and should be taken out of my misery. "Awesome. I love this song." "Are you going to play it?" she asked. And with that I ripped that clear plastic wrapping off and popped that tape into my tape deck and before too long we were saying sweet things to each other while making out to (and you're all going to wretch) "When I see You Smile" by Bad English. Ugh. Go on. FEEL the cheese. Tuesday, May 04, 2004
"I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen."--W.H. Auden Come July 20th I will be able to follow the story of Frank Black again when 'Millennium' Season One comes to DVD. A brilliant show by Chris Carter that was (believe it or not) darker and creepier than the 'The X-Files' (not to mention vastly superior in terms of storytelling and execution).  
Lance Henriksen (in his finest performance ever) stars as Frank Black--an FBI agent who's been through hundreds of miles of hard road and has a somewhat supernatural gift to "see" into the mind of a killer. Burnt out by what he's "seen" to the point of a breakdown (and perhaps losing his family) he leaves the FBI to get himself back together only to be recruited by the mysterious "Millennium Group" who believe that the end of the world is on the horizon, and they need Frank (among others) to help prevent it.  
The first season had an overall story arc that dealt with Frank and his family moving into a picturesque yellow house, and his struggle to keep all the bad shit out of it. Yet there's some fucked-up individual (isn't there always?) that keeps sending Frank photos. Photos that show that whoever is sending them is watching him and his family. Someone that Frank can't wrap his "mind" around. Take that and combine it with some amazing stand alone episodes dealing with some of the most twisted, evil humans and you have a TV show that just kicked ass. Still, as good as the show was, it never found the widespread appeal that the 'The X-Files' did. Partly because the show was very cerebral. Each episode left you with a lot to think about. Often times it was very depressing. Others just plain frightening. Click HERE to download an MP3 of the opening theme and HERE for a great fan site. Monday, May 03, 2004
Christina and I heard the rainstorm hit sometime after Vito was sucking that security guard's dick on 'The Sopranos'. It was literally coming in buckets (the rain, not the....um....er). Since we were a little drunk from some DAMN good red wine, we both ran out in it and got completely soaked. Just as I was about to strip and frolick naked in the rain in the dark, Christina told me she was just too cold to stay outside any longer. So with that, we ran back inside, took off our soaking wet clothes, got warm and shagged each other rotten. Who says you can't be fun and spontaneous when you get older? Sunday, May 02, 2004
I have been out and about all day on new house business, half of which was spent painting the room my two daughters will occupy (with a few friends of course). Everything on me is sore, including my thumb, which I burned on one of those pull down light-switches that was resting next to it's light bulb. Ouch. Have since showered the paint off me and shaved even. This still isn't enough to wash away the truth of my new neighbors two doors down. They have a driveway, but that wasn't enough for them. I guess they're more used to dirt road's for their beat up pickup (with perma-ladders), so they just drove up the front lawn as much as they could to carve a nice little path in their yard. They have bon-fires in their back yard. I think they may have mullets. |
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