This was going to be an article about the new Sherlock Holmes movie starring Robert Downey Jr. Wanna know why it isn't?
I didn't go see it yet, because I'm sick. Not your garden-variety, basic, everyday, note from school sick. Closer to bedridden, gagging my guts out, on my hands and knees for hours at a time wishing for death by locusts sick.
Last month, I had swine flu, and I lost my voice for a week because of it. Dunno what the freak-spank I have now, maybe its a relapse or something but it's kicking my ass like I'm on my tenth round with Evander Holyfield. I've hacked up enough lung butter to start a mucus colony on planet phlegm-X 85, or lubricate a waterslide for a week, take your pick. I gave up on coughing into a Kleenex, and just put a lined wastebasket by my bed. My lungs HURT. So does every joint in my body. I have absolutely no interest in porn, which makes me think it could be terminal. The day I don't have enough energy to stroke one out...!
I don't do sick well.
I do drunk well.
Since my back problems, I have discovered that I do chemical high well. I do martial arts well. I'm pretty good at writing. I cook well.
Sick, I do not enjoy at all. Not to rehash an overdone argument, but why would God want us to be sick? It's not a hit, statistically speaking. It's not a winner. It doesn't get it's own Martha Stewart segment.
I keep going back to those morons who kept on saying that the H1N1 virus would NEVER hit here. I mean, these were scientists, doctors, all relatively smart people! Of course, my opinion of doctors has plummeted in the past year. Maybe we should all take this as a warning about who and where we are getting our information from.
If the government ever tells me, "Godzilla - That could never happen here!" I'm getting the fuck out of Dodge, believe me.
This...Is just A Bad Idea
I don't know who came up with the idea of wearing your martial arts rank as everyday wear, but...BAD IDEA ALL AROUND. I can't decide what would be more tempting, a black belt, or a blue belt.
I Dare One Of You bastards To Go Cliche' On Me
I watched Deliverance again last night. You know what? It's a good movie. Certainly over the top in some places, and a bit dated as the years go by, but even knowing what was coming, I still got tense when Jon Voight wakes up on a ledge not 20 feet from one of the mountain hicks chasing them, and nocks his arrow. Watching that country inn dinner scene towards the end - Brrrr! Seeing the campers trying to maintain their composure while eating with the relatives of the men they killed is as worthy a scene as anything filmed these days...Definitely better than the soulless, technological flim-flam of Avatar. Yes, I saw it. No, I didn't like it. I'll write about it later.
The author, James Dickey, (of "Deliverance", not "Avatar") taught at the University of South Carolina. Alas, I wasn't remotely interested in writing back then, so I never took his classes. My loss. I might have passed him in the hall once or twice, but I was way too focused on getting laid back then to care. He also plays the sheriff in the movie.
...That's all I can write for now. I'm going to pop some Nyquil and try to sleep without coughing up a tidal pool of bronchial lubricant. See you guys next week.
1 comment:
Hope ya feel better Bobbe. That sounds like some evil putrid cold. You sure you don't have the Necronomicon buried in the back yard?
Sorry you didn't like Avatar. I liked the art but my wife's gonna try to get into the 3D art scene (not movies probably) so it makes me biased. I did a glowing review the night after seeing because of some of the concept work.
Sadly the 2nd time around (I was dragged by the inlaws) some of the dialogue and plot were a bit sad. Yes the flora and fauna were awesome but parts were very cheesy. It was also longer than a snowed in weekend stuck in Federal Way...
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