Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Another Photo from the Texas Gallery

This is my great-great Uncle Eddie (my maternal great grandmother's brother)...early 1900's. I never met him, but did meet his brother Paul briefly once. Note the very typical, stand alone west-Texas style tornado/fruit cellar in the background. You don't see them much anymore, but neighbors with shared tornado cellars were common in west Texas up until my early childhood.

Ten Things

Ladyfriend blogged this exercise and I found it somewhat risky, but irresistable. You have to say ten things to ten different people, without identifying the people or qualifying the remarks. Here goes:

1. You need to get your head screwed on straight again.
2. I really do want to kill that cat; I'm not joking.
3. It pains me to watch you fuck up your life.
4. We need to go out and raise some hell sometime.
5. Stop being a titty-baby.
6. You deserve better.
7. Keep your chin up kiddo, your best days are ahead and you don't even know it.
8. Don't piss me off. I'm thinking about kicking your ass.
9. You don't say much for a guy who won't shut the fuck up.
10. You really need to get on board with MAN-O-MANCE. Fuck that romance bullshit.

Monday, November 26, 2007

El Ocho

I was tagged by Steve C.
The assignment: To write about certain topics in blocks of 8.

8 passions in my life:

Riding my motorcycle
playing my instruments/making noise
original and inspiring music
spiritual endeavors
my (very) immediate family
new friends
international travel

8 things to do before I die:

ride and maybe own a powered parachute
write a novel or decent travelogue
take Ladyfriend up in a hot air balloon
hike the Appalachian Trail or equivalent
build my own chopper
tour Europe
see the Pyramids at Giza
lose 80 lbs

8 things I often say:

What the fuck were you thinking?
Hey Ladyfriend
Whatcha Doin?
Is that another new (insert article of clothing and/or purse here)?
Fuck if I know
Human Resources, Dave Speaking
This is a bunch of horse shit.

8 books I read recently (in no particular order but still off the shelf, orbiting my bed):

The Pillars of the Earth - Follett
Hunters of Dune - Herbert/Anderson
Slaughterhouse Five - Vonnegut
The Sirens of Titan - Vonnegut
Old Man's War - Scalzi
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance - Pirsig
Kafka on the Shore - Murukami

Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep? - Philip K. Dick

8 songs that mean something to me:

Soul Craft - Bad Brains
Loud Love - Soundgarden
Free From the Chain Gang Now - Johnny Cash
Rusted Cage - Soundgarden/performed by Johnny Cash
Can I Sleep In Your Arms - Willie Nelson
The Great Gig in the Sky - Pink Floyd
La Momma Morta (Maria Callas version) - Umberto Giordano
San Antonio Rose - Willie Nelson/Ray Price

8 qualities I look for in a friend:

Sense of humor
High adventure quotient
Life Stories
True Grit
Can/will post bail if necessary

Sunday, November 25, 2007

No Theater for Old Men

Last night Ladyfriend and I saw the Coen Bros. latest flick, No Country for Old Men. I have to admit that when people go apeshit over Fargo and Miller's Crossing, all I can muster is a, "s'OK, I guess." But don't get me wrong, I am a fan of the venerable brothers, but I'm more of Big Lebowski or O Brother Where Art Thou kinda fan.

That being said, No Country for Old Men is more along the Fargo line of cinema, BUT the Coen's movie-making maturity & finesse are sowcased in every aspect of the film. I won't even really go into the movie except to say that the plot, the detailed West Texas weidness of my youth, and the bad guy we're so very real in this flick. And I agree with those who are starting the THIS IS THE PERFECT MOVIE mantra. Even the ending was perfect, which brings me to the point of this blog's title.

Watch this move in a safe theater, away from the yo-yos and Federites. During the movie, they answered cell phones and emptied their empty 40's down the aisles. At the end of the movie, which was perfect by the way, several of the drunken, be-methed yo-yo's shouted, "That movie be fuckin bullshit!" The tapered ending to a perfect movie had no explosions, the good guy didn't ride off in his hotrod, but it was perfect, you'll see. Trust me. The drunken Yo-yos didn't agree and in fact were vocally angry about it. Several of us had enough of their shit to start mocking them. Ladyfriend and I shouted something like, "Fast and Furious VII was playing in the next theater Kid-Buttrock." They grabbed the crotches of their baggy, oversized, $100 sweatpants, threw us some weird gang sign, then meandered back to their momma's meth-lab/trailer, muttering, "E-dog that be some fuckin bullshit knowhati'msaying?!" Then they tried to start a fight with an elderly crackhead outside the theater, but gave up when they realized they were a bunch of pussies.

It was an old guy moment for me, the kind that I'm having more frequently lately. But I didn't expect it to happen at what I see as MY movie theater. The only one in town to host film festivals and independent flicks. Those of you who know where I'm talking about should join with me to complain about these assholes to the management. Send em back to Tonsiltown where they belong. They better stay outta my yard too dammit.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

That's the Sound of the Man...

...working on the chain gang. Here's another installment of iTunes - the Dirty Baker's Dozen. I'm really digging my new workplace's ample amount of private office space. For only the second time in my working life, I have a private office. This means MY music in my office, which equates to one productive Dr. Chingasa. Also, in protest of NaBloMe Month, or whatever it's called, I decided to NOT post over the last month. Selah.

1. Weber - Butthole Surfers
2. The Hellion - Judas Priest
3. Return of the Attack of the Curse of the Son of the Astro Squid - The Amino Acids
4. Il tramonto - Ennio Morricone
5. Yellow - Ken Nordine
6. For a Fistful of Dollars - Ennio Morricone
7. Hay - Butthole Surfers
8. We Will Rock You - Queen
9. I've Got a Tiger By the Tail - Buck Owens
10. Chain Gang - Sam Cooke
11. Carmina Burana: O Fortuna - Boston Symphony Orchestra & Seiji Ozawa
12. Punk Rock Girl - The Dead Milkmen
13. Last of the Mohicans Theme - Scythian