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A reminder of how humorless our national discourse has been. Stephen Colbert just skewers things and causes all sorts of funny reactions. I’m posting the White House Press Corps dinner because I remember how funny it was and true. Damn, that guy really makes the Republicans squirm.
Lately, I've been listening to music that is a bit heavy. It's got to be somewhat somber and scary. If I have to put it into words the type of music it is, my sentence would be, "Music scary to old, white people." I've already wrote about my search for some Sabbath. I've got it, ripped it, and now I'm listening to it at work. I want to jam out to "War Pigs" and howl like I, myself, am "Paranoid." Turn the volume up to 11, sit hunkered at my desk, and listen for the subliminal messages.I've jammed out to Public Enemy. "Can't Truss It!" "Don't Believe the Hype!" A big, black fist thrown in the air in defiance. Imma gonna get mine and take it out of your hide.Ice Cube's third album, "The Predator," boomed from my car on the ride in. Written around the time of the Rodney King riots it's a about taking down the clowns in authority through any means necessary. "Not guilty. The filthy devils try to kill me."Always on the rotation is Alice in Chains. I just love the sludge they put through my earbud's speakers. Dark, depressing stuff.I know I'm just anxious. Stuck in my predicament, I can't really doing too much. Or I can, but choose not to at this time. It's making me hateful. I would just love to jam out to something dark. Turn the lights off. I'm gonna get some.
Link of the Day [9.24.10]My buddy, Wyman, is on a world tour to wherever JetBlue flies. He's doing the All You Can Jet promotion flying everywhere and anywhere in 30 days. Sounds like fun to pack up and just go without any destination in mind. He's blogging some of his trip in today's link. Makes me want to just go.http://wyman90.wordpress.com/
Let’s all ride a bike!
You sometimes need Sabbath! I went searching for their second album on iTunes, but found to my misfortune that it hasn’t been released for digital download. I also checked Amazon, found that to be true, and then headed off to Best Buy to purchase the CD. They don’t sell any more CDs at Best Buy though, because the music section has shrunk dramatically. I ended up getting it at Record and Tape Traders.
Anyway, I ended up on YouTube watching people play on Rock Band or Guitar Hero and thought that you, too, could use some Sabbath. You sometimes need Sabbath!
“Hey, you. Over here.”
She calls me over there to look over something, but I’m not looking. I’m smelling. She smells brilliant that’s what makes her noticeable. Seconds after she enters the room, her fragrance hits the nose, and I can’t help but be reminded that there is a god.
“Thanks for the help.”
Now I’m back at my desk. Heaven is over there. Hell is here, myself, in my skin and nothing can bridge the chasm between the perdition and paradise.
“Off to lunch!”
Just this once, let me go with. It’s better to not eat alone. I know it is. I read it in a book that told me so even while I was alone.
“Goodnight. See ya tomorrow.”
Yes, we will. I’ll restart this thread once more in the morning.
Picture courtesy Mikael Colville-Andersen of Copenhagen Cycle Chic Blog
She takes her bike and paints it green. She hangs a white basket off the front and places a bell on the handlebar. She doesn’t wear spandex, but a flirty skirt. A smart, navy jacket rounds out the ensemble. Putting her bag in the basket, she pushes off towards her destination. The crisp morning air as she moves through it brings a slight blush on her cheeks. Her sunglasses catch the sun and she flashes that smile of hers as she enjoys the morning ride. Picture perfect.
Here’s to girls that ride bikes. The greatest invention. The bike. Plus, females. The two combine for beautiful motion. They are things to be happy about.
In honor of Orioles playing the Red Sux, here’s my thoughts and/or review of Ben Affleck’s The Town.
Here’s the plot: Heat in Boston. It absolutely follows the plot of Michael Mann’s film. Super efficient, highly competent bank robbers (Affleck, Remmer and crew) hunted by a go for broke law enforcement man (that guy with the jaw from AMC’s Mad Men). There is the girl with the baby and the girl who may or may not be dropped in thirty seconds or less. There are heists and double crosses and one last big score with all this heat on them. Yup. If you’ve seen Heat, you’ve seen this one.
Heat by the way is one of my all time favorite movies. Top 5.
The Town isn’t so bad. It’s competently directed by Affleck starring a competent Affleck. Rebecca Hall is a beauty. Pretty. I would watch the movie again to stare at that face for another 2 hours. She’s just my type.
Jeremy Remmer always makes me nervous. His nonchalant demeanor always comes across as reckless whether as a bomb squad member or as a member of Affleck’s bank robbing crew. You’re always waiting for him to do something off the wall that’ll make your palms sweat. Here he takes the last big score. “I ain’t ever going back [to prison],” he says and you know that it’s a death wish.
The last heist was cool. Taking on the Red Sox. Let’s hope the Orioles bring down the house on the Red Sox just as the cops take it to the robbers.
3 of 5 stars.
I’m smitten with Rebecca Hall in The Town. Tall, brunette, brown eyes and freckles just plain yum. I was mesmerized by her. Look for a review of the movie later, but right now Rebecca Hall….
