To a New Yorker like you, a hero is some sort of weird sandwich, not some nut that takes on three tigers-
Kelly’s Heroes
my beard is getting out of control. I kind of want to get rid of it, but girls really seem to like it. It’s a little too much of a conversation piece if you ask me. I mean, it definitely had an appeal at first, because initially as it started coming in it suited my current state of being quite well. It gave off the aura of a character from one of those cliche’ early nineties direct to video “erotic thriller” movies(starring the likes of andrew stevens and shannon whirry, believe it or not I was once fascinated with this genre of films, and have seen nearly every one ever made between 1988-1998), you know the unshaven rogue character with the messy apartment who’s down on his luck as he’s been thrown off the force, and his wife and kids have either left him or been killed and he’s never quite gotten over it and he is bitter, lonely and has taken to the bottle, yet somehow finds redemption as he falls in love with the really mysterious temptress(cut to the shot of empty wine glasses in a high rise apartment with a giant piece of abstract art on the wall, sex in the background, with light saxophone music) who later turns out to be the killer or whatever antagonist, so he ends up having to deal with her, and after a bazillion plot twists, and a suspenseful climax, he ends up alone and miserable again. So yeah, that’s why I like the beard, and just as I wrote this I decided I’m keeping it. Though it must remain trimmed to an acceptable degree.
Last week I bought this digital piano, which is by far the best instrument I have ever owned, and is probably my second most prized possession,(the first being a three way tie between the “Kitty Kat” painting, the zombies cd, and the flowers on my tv). I was actually surprised that I was able to put the thing together when I got it home. I was expecting something similar to the fiasco that ensued a few years ago when I tried to assemble a desk and ended up getting frustrated and just getting a hammer and crudely nailing it together, kind of like in “Mr. Mom” where Michael Keaton ends up stapling the kids blanket back together. But no, I put the piano together with relative ease, and even a bit of grace. I’ve almost finished recording my album. I have 8 songs recorded, and need to record 3 more.
Also, my roommates have moved out already so I have the whole house to myself for these next two weeks. Still have not decided where to move. I can’t decide if I’m going to go to Los Angeles or get a place around here. I really want to stay here to relax for a while maybe get a place in old town scottsdale and lounge around fashion square all day while promoting my album, downtown Phoenix is totally out of the question for obvious reasons, perhaps I’ll just stay in Tempe a few more months, since I so enjoy my many daily skateboarding trips to the kwik mart… but if girl doesn’t come to my rescue and if I can find someone who has a truck and will drive me, my bed, and my most prized possessions to L.A. near the end of May….I’m going to hop on that train, and I’ll be carrying with me this message for the third girl, wherever she is…
Sooner Or Later
The Grass Roots
Sooner or later, love is gonna get ya
Sooner or later, girl you got to give in
Sooner or later, love is gonna let ya
Sooner or later, love is gonna win
Its just a matter of time
Before you make up your mind
To give all that love that you’ve been hiding
Its just a question of when
I’ve told you time and again
I’ll get all the love you’ve been denying
(chorus)
You say you’ll never be mine
But darling they’ll come a time
I’ll taste all that love that you’ve been hiding
Its just a question of time
Before you make up your mind
And give all that love you’ve been denying
(chorus)
You’ve been looking for love
In all the wrong places
You’ve been looking for love
All the wrong faces
Gotta get ya girl
On this illusion
Gonna save your heart
From all this confusion
(chorus)
Sooner or later, love is gonna get ya
Sooner or later, girl you got to give in
Sooner or later, love is gonna let ya
Sooner or later, love is gonna win
Sooner or later, love is gonna get ya
Sooner or later, girl you got to give in
Sooner or later, love is gonna let ya
Sooner or later, love is gonna win
Anyways, I’m going to go grab some slices of processed cheese before I have to go to work. That reminds me, my friend Mark said i could have made a good child sitcom character as I “have more catch phrases than Gary Coleman from ‘Different Strokes’, and the Olsen Twins in ‘Full House’ COMBINED”). Someone once told me that it would be cool if they had like a Brandon doll that when you pull the string it says stuff that i say like “I’m the hungriest kid”, “what needs to be done?”, “tell me some stories”, and “I hate your guts, and I never want to see your fucking face again, but we’re cool”.
I’ll leave you all with this, which doesn’t necessarily have any relationship contextual relevance to any current particular situation in my life…I just like it.
The Case Against Lady and the Tramp
from “The Last Days of Disco”
JOSH
Lady, the ostensible protagonist is a fluffy blonde cocker spaniel with absolutely nothing on her mind. She’s great looking but, let’s be honest, incredibly insipid. Tramp, the love interest, is a smarmy braggart of the most obnoxious kind. An oily jail bird, out for a piece of tail, or whatever he can get.
No, he’s a self-confessed chicken thief — an all around sleaze ball. What’s the function of a film of this kind? Essentially it’s a primer on love & marriage directed at very young people; imprinting on their little psyches the idea that smooth talking delinquents, recently escaped from the local pound, are a good match for nice girls from sheltered homes.
When in ten years, the icky human version of Tramp shows up around the house, their hormones will be racing, and no one will understand why. Films like this program woman to adore jerks.
The only sympathetic character, the little Scotty who’s so loyal and concerned about Lady, is mocked as old-fashioned and irrelevant, and shunted off to the side.
DES
Isn’t the whole point that Tramp changes? OK, maybe in the past he stole chickens, ran around without a license, and wasn’t always sincere with members of the opposite sex. But through his love for Lady, and beneficent influences of Fatherhood & Matrimony, he changes and becomes a valued member of that rather idealic household.
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ALICE
I agree with Josh. Scotty is the only admirable character. It would have been a much better movie if Lady ended up with him.
DES
I’m really surprised. I think Tramp really changed.
JOSH
Maybe he wanted to change, or tried to change, but there is not a lot of integrity there. First he’d be hanging around the house, drinking, watching ball games, maybe knocking Lady around a little bit. But pretty soon, he’d be back at the town dump chasing tail.
