Amazing behind the scenes footage of the making of The Shining. Nicholson has become a caricature of himself as of late. However, when you are able to see him behind the scenes it is easy to see why so many of the characters he now plays are essentially just Jack being Jack. He is one of the most captivating personalities ever.
Running is the My Dinner with Andre of exercise. Need proof? Imagine everything that makes playing sports interesting, then take it way. You are running. Why the ranting? Yesterday I jumped (or rather ran) off a cliff and signed up for the Oklahoma City Memorial Half Marathon. And as you may have noticed, I am having a little anxiety about it.
The problem is one can’t just jump off a cliff that is 13 miles away. I am more worked up about having to run than I was when I jumped out of a ski gondola in the Swiss alps, plummeting 450 feet toward until a bungee cord that only seconds earlier had been “secured” to my ankles by a stoner Kiwi snatched me from the jaws of death. Speaking of stoners, runners high? Give me a break. If runners high is so great, why doesn’t it have its own movie genre? Seriously, who is the Seth Rogen or Cheech and Chong of runners high?
Which brings us back to the problem. Getting high? Bungee jumping? Easy. Running, I mean really running. Like getting up everyday and pounding the pavement, takes planning and consistency, two things I hate. Not that I don’t like challenges. I love challenges and I love hard work. It is just repetition I can’t stand. But I am going to do it, I just hope the buzz comes on fast and hard and takes me on a good ride. However, I will still never be able to watch My Dinner with Andre.
Between 6:32am and now I pondered the following:
Someone should make a World of Warcraft - Middle East version so those guys can just fight it out online.
Tomorrow would traditionally be the beginning of the 40 day period in which I consistently put the wrong year on all my checks, if I still wrote checks
Dust gathers easily on hardwood floors, or maybe carpet is a better concealer
Sometimes my poop is green, but I should keep that to myself
How great would it be to be a stand up comedian, like that would be your job
Porter Berry’s mom, Paula, used to make all the kids in the family safety pin their socks together so that they would end up with a missing sock that no longer had a match. I think of Paula every time I can’t find a sock.
Folding is the least enjoyable aspect of my relationship with t-shirts.
I have an automatic garage opener, what I need is an automatic garage closer.
I rarely put on my seat belt.
Sunglasses would help.
I am the first one to work, oh wait, Tom’s here.
Facebook?
Is there a place in the world where standing up in a the middle of a crowd and hurling your shoes at a visiting leader of another nation is culturally acceptable? I ask because, in reporting the now infamous “Shoe Throwing” incident where an Iraqi journalist threw his shoes at President Bush, journalist have made a point of citing that having shoes throw at you in “the Arab world” is viewed as extremely offensive. I’d like to give these journalist a good whack with the shoe still attached to my foot. Where is this yet to be discovered town in America where throwing shoes at your neighbor is socially acceptable? It is reminiscent of the descriptions of the events at Abu Grab, where prisoners where told that they were having menstrual blood on their faces because it was seen as “more offensive in Arab nations.” Right. American men are all in when it comes to team red beard.
It doesn’t seem like it has been three weeks since I last posted but it has. I have been overwhelmed trying to get my house finished. I ended up having to have Patrick Feigny come redo the sanding. I will still end up saving money but the lost time has taken its toll. I am ready to be settled for awhile. The Santa Rampage is shaping up to look like a pretty good event. Ty is coming in town so we should have a good time. That is all for now. Thanks.
There it is again
the thought of you
a faucet dripping in the neighbor’s apartment
I can ignore it
sometimes it fades below noticing
but it never goes away
and each time it returns tearing off the scars
to cut a little deeper
not much longer before it hits bone
certainly there will be some relief
a time to think of moving on
and then
There it is again
the thought of you.
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