You Know That You Know That You Want To Know What I Look Like Under The Sheltering Sky
I never really understood The Sheltering Sky, but I doubt Bertolucci wanted me...or anyone else to really get it. Perhaps it was the book and the inner narration that could never translate into a movie. I have no idea because I've never read the book and unless I am stuck in a foreign country or at work with nothing to read, then I'll delve into it.
Of course it doesn't help when Paul Bowles allegedly said "it should never have been filmed. The ending is idiotic and the rest is pretty bad."
Malkovich, Malkovich, where was I? Oh, yeah, um, Malkovich.
At any rate, it was hot as hell today and where this picture was taken of Mr. Greybeard, it was over 100 Degrees.
The Missus took this pic without my permission, but I love the clouds more than I like the way she framed me in the shot. Also, when I see clouds with patterns like these and heat, I think of that particular Bowles title.
Blow the pic up, because those of you who don't know what I already look like? This is as close as you're going to get to seeing me...that is, if it really is me. Note the beard has almost turned completely grey and yes, people keep bringing it up as if I've never had grey hair before. At this point, it's just an excuse to hide behind the fact that they don't like the grey hair or to be rude.
Note the hat-hair, too.
Now put on your sunglasses for the next picture, because it's going to blind you-
Wooo, talk about a farmer's tan!
Of course it doesn't help when Paul Bowles allegedly said "it should never have been filmed. The ending is idiotic and the rest is pretty bad."
Malkovich, Malkovich, where was I? Oh, yeah, um, Malkovich.
At any rate, it was hot as hell today and where this picture was taken of Mr. Greybeard, it was over 100 Degrees.
The Missus took this pic without my permission, but I love the clouds more than I like the way she framed me in the shot. Also, when I see clouds with patterns like these and heat, I think of that particular Bowles title.
Blow the pic up, because those of you who don't know what I already look like? This is as close as you're going to get to seeing me...that is, if it really is me. Note the beard has almost turned completely grey and yes, people keep bringing it up as if I've never had grey hair before. At this point, it's just an excuse to hide behind the fact that they don't like the grey hair or to be rude.
Note the hat-hair, too.
Now put on your sunglasses for the next picture, because it's going to blind you-
Wooo, talk about a farmer's tan!
Labels: Damn (comma) that's a farmer's tan, Mr. Greybeard, Mr. Greybeard strikes again, You Know That You Know That You Want To Know What I Look Like Under The Sheltering Sky
posted by Writeprocrastinator at 12:23 AM
8 Comments:
Chicks dig a guy with a farmers tan. Trust me on that.
Bubs,
In that case, I'm so George Clooney, it hurts.
Sweet muscle. You're such a man!
Beth,
You are just an expert at making blush, aren't you?
beard noted
hair noted(congrats)
farmer's tan noted
excellent picture noted
But why not a picture of direct article deleted missus.
Gifted,
Like a full-booked hotel, she's got reservations.
You are a riot child. Great beard. Beautiful shot. I happen to be a big fan of clouds, too. Who knew we had that in common as well?!
Katie-lah,
Well, I've looked at clouds from both sides now and...I don't remember the lyrics to that song anymore. That pic was Anne's doing, I just love the contrast and yes, I do love clouds.
I hate the beard though, it photographs badly and the flash makes it whiter than it actually is. Some vacation pics will be up on my Facebook soon.
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