Cripes, I'm getting old Well, guess what kids? Yep, I�m at work nearing the end of another 12 hour day. For some reason though, this one went through kind of quickly, despite my limited entertainment choices. Or maybe they weren�t limited. I don�t know. I do know that I have been much less cranky lately. But I�m guessing this might be a long entry. We�ll see how long I blather on. The most exciting news is probably that we have a new fur-baby! We went to the Humane Society last weekend and brought home Wally, a one year old tabby short haired kitty with an unusually large head. And a rather prominent area. I took him to the vet for some booster shots, and to check to really make sure that he was no longer intact. The technician hemmed and hawed about using the term �testicles� and was blushing about describing to me how they�re kind of loose in the scrotum and that Wally�s are definitely gone. I�m like, I�m married, kiddo, but even then I�m rather familiar with the beans in the hairy nut sack, thank you very much, otherwise known as �Siegfried and Roy� on the Hubster (Hello Siegfried! Hello Roy!), so you don�t have to go all gooey on me, and even then you could still use the medical terms, I will not swoon. Anyhoo, it turns out the poor bugger got snipped only two weeks ago so he had fully developed, hence his prominent area. Prominent area aside, right now he�s not a very cute kitty because he is as sick as all-git-out with the kennel cold sickness gooey crap snot thing. He�s got gooky eyes and a snotty nose and yesterday at the vet (2nd trip) he horked the most magnificent loogy, admirable even by human standards. His wrists are all crusty from wiping his face and he�s about as miserable of a bastard of all miserable sick bastards out there. So the vet dumps Wally into a small clear acrylic box and proceeds to fill it up with fog. It�s a nebulizer, just like the ones humans use, but it�s easier to deal with cats in the box. So at any rate, it�s supposed to help loosen all the crap so Wally can hack it out. It doesn�t seem to be helping yet, so Hubster is taking him for another treatment. Poor thing. We also have him quarantined and we force feed him antibiotics twice a day, so he�s one unhappy SOB. However, before he really got sick, we had him out to meet the other cats and the dog, who he really didn�t care jack shit about, his only curiosity was about . . . THE BIRDS. We weren�t sure how all this with the birds was going to pan out, since the other two cats don�t really pay too much attention to the birds. Wally, however, struck up a conversation with them the moment he saw them. As well as being a little too curious. We were out of the room when we heard a banging noise that sounded just like a cat jumping on top of the cage. And yep, that�s what it was. So we put up obstacles and tin foil and other deterrents to distract him from the cage. Or at least to scare him if he tried to do anything. The next night, we heard a HUGE crash from the direction of the FlutterNutters, ran into the front room and smack into a loose bird. Fortunately, only one managed to get out, and it was SO freaked out that it let me catch it. We got the cage back together and the escapee back in so now Hubster will be hanging the cage out of reach of a little naughty boy kitty. �cept now he�s sick and doesn�t really give jack shit about anything. Many movies recently, and I haven�t been writing about them. Let�s see what I can come up with. Reefer Madness You have GOT to be kidding me. I have never heard of any violent crime that resulted from smoking doobie. Unless munchies are a violent crime. And the psychotic way these kids were acting, you�d think they were on meth and crank and Jolt cola and magic mushrooms and Ajax and Dove Bars. Cannibal Man Well, to be technical, the leading man wasn�t a cannibal; in fact he got horribly upset when he did actually eat a bit of his victims. Just the fact that he worked the machine that processed the meat in the slaughterhouse that made the soup (Fortified with MEAT! � but not saying what kind) made it convenient to stash his victims � whom he never really INTENDED to start killing, but you know how that kind of thing snowballs � once you pop, you can�t stop. Throw in a pseudo-potential homosexual relationship and you have a commentary of the political situation in Spain in the early 1970�s. Yeah, I can see --- HUH???? Thirteen Wonderful movie about angst of teenagers in the �aughts. I really can�t say much about it that will really do it justice in a short blurb. It�s quite good, it�s well written, and effectively shows a downward spiral. Red Dragon Really, is it better than Manhunter? It certainly is different, not necessarily better, not necessarily worse. I think Anthony Hopkins was quite tired of playing this role. He just seems so exhausted in this thing, a bit like he�s dialing in the Lector we all know and love with fava beans and a lovely Chianti. I also just felt that Ed Norton is just too young to be Will Graham. He�s not bitter enough. Not hardened enough. And dammit, I just keeping going back to that sexy little beast in the rhino suit in Death to Smoochy and giggle. I suppose I might feel differently if I was actually able to make it through Fight Club, which I simply haven�t been able to do. Yeah, I know, you�re thinking, �Bonnie, you have watched all this other CRAP yet you feel you can�t watch Fight Club?? What a total FEEB!!� Yeah, well, I haven�t seen Casablanca either, so lick my toe. No, don�t. I like that too much. And Ralph Feinnes is just too good-looking to be Francis Dolarhyde. But he was naked and I got to see a fleeting image of his area. Roowwwwrrr. And I really missed the fight scene with the lilting tones of Inna-Gadda-Da-Vida like what was in Manhunter. Actually, can I just have a movie with just Naked Ralph Feinnes with Inna-Gadda-Da-Vida playing in the background? Yummy. Cry-Baby Yes, this delightful John Waters film with Johnny Depp from 15 years ago fresh off 21 Jump Street and sexy as all-git-out jumping around like a total testosteronic Elvis, oh baby baby. Damn this movie is delightful. And finally on DVD. And I love John Water�s commentaries. It�s fun (and shocking) to remember that this was Traci Lords� first mainstream movie after getting out of the porn business when she finally turned 18. Remember that whole brouhaha kids? This was also John Water�s first movie after the death of Divine. This would be wonderful on stage. It really was a musical, so it�s just be a matter of adapting it . . . oh how FUN. Speed Racer Yes, the collection of 1962 cartoons, the original dubbed series that we all love! Yes you do, admit it. Although I couldn�t watch more than about 6 episodes. There�s only so long I can watch this stuff before twitching. But who doesn�t love that theme song?? There he goes All the cops want to take him in alive OJ Simpson, OJ Simpson, OJ Simpson, go! Oh, sorry, I�m channeling 1994 again. Dag, yo, that was over ten years ago. And Princess Bride is almost TWENTY YEARS OLD!!! Eh. Take to take my Geritol and take a nap, I guess. Ta!
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