No April Fools Jokes Here
I don't do April Fool's jokes. I do wordplays, light prank phone calls involving various accents (both foreign and domestic) that you will probably figure out within thirty seconds that it's me, if you haven't already looked at your caller ID. And I tease you mercilessly, 'cause that's what I do.
Baring that in mind, it is the day after Procrastinator Junior's birthday and unlike one of his grand aunts, he wasn't going to an April Fool's baby. Because it was going to be bad enough, being a son of a procrastinator...
Look, Jimmy, I know I've said it before, but I'll get around to playing tag tomorrow. I promise.
On the other hand, it's better than being a son of a Bush (ba-dum-chee!). That's right people, I got a million more like 'em and I'll be here all week...
because quite frankly, it's my blog.
I didn't get over to the people that I tagged yet...that is, I glanced at Katie's and I haven't read Dale's, but I did read the excellent one of Johnny Dollar's. The reason why my Internet presence was cut short, was because I got under the weather a little before the party and full-on after.
I have allergies and sometime Friday night, a scratchy throat, coupled with that runned-down feeling, jumped into the pile of symptoms. So I'm not sure what I've come down with, is it an "allergold?" Or is it a "coldergy?"
I did get to see "Harsh Times." The directorial debut of David Ayer, the writer of "Training Day." He wrote it around the same time as "Training Day" and they are very similar themes. Two guys driving around Los Angeles, exposing its dark underbelly. The fact that the world is one huge shade of gray, as opposed to black and white. "Man" as a "monster," or "is he the anti-hero, or the pro-villain?"
The fact that violence is the only true perpetual motion machine. Nihilism not necesarily at its finest, but I enjoyed it. Like "Training Day," the cast is outstanding from top to bottom and the reason I think most people won't like it is, it's not a glossy, Hollywood film. Ayer gives a very slow and deliberate, "documentary" type of pace.
Hopefully I'll stick enough through tonight and I'll take the work day off, in an effort to get some writing done and see "The Lookout."
Baring that in mind, it is the day after Procrastinator Junior's birthday and unlike one of his grand aunts, he wasn't going to an April Fool's baby. Because it was going to be bad enough, being a son of a procrastinator...
Look, Jimmy, I know I've said it before, but I'll get around to playing tag tomorrow. I promise.
On the other hand, it's better than being a son of a Bush (ba-dum-chee!). That's right people, I got a million more like 'em and I'll be here all week...
because quite frankly, it's my blog.
I didn't get over to the people that I tagged yet...that is, I glanced at Katie's and I haven't read Dale's, but I did read the excellent one of Johnny Dollar's. The reason why my Internet presence was cut short, was because I got under the weather a little before the party and full-on after.
I have allergies and sometime Friday night, a scratchy throat, coupled with that runned-down feeling, jumped into the pile of symptoms. So I'm not sure what I've come down with, is it an "allergold?" Or is it a "coldergy?"
I did get to see "Harsh Times." The directorial debut of David Ayer, the writer of "Training Day." He wrote it around the same time as "Training Day" and they are very similar themes. Two guys driving around Los Angeles, exposing its dark underbelly. The fact that the world is one huge shade of gray, as opposed to black and white. "Man" as a "monster," or "is he the anti-hero, or the pro-villain?"
The fact that violence is the only true perpetual motion machine. Nihilism not necesarily at its finest, but I enjoyed it. Like "Training Day," the cast is outstanding from top to bottom and the reason I think most people won't like it is, it's not a glossy, Hollywood film. Ayer gives a very slow and deliberate, "documentary" type of pace.
Hopefully I'll stick enough through tonight and I'll take the work day off, in an effort to get some writing done and see "The Lookout."
Labels: Harsh Times, My philosophies



