To Hell with Thinking Things Through
Thursday, Jan. 26, 2006 at 9:40 a.m.
Well, got some good news that Dad�s cataract surgery went very well and he�s back this morning to check in with the eye doctor. Mom even got to watch on a monitor and they�ll get a DVD recording of the procedure. Mom said it was strange to see Dad�s eye like a big ol� basketball on the screen. I wonder if they had to clamp his eye open, a la Clockwork Orange.
Thinking about that eye on the monitor reminds me of a scene in Kafka when Jeremy Irons actually gets into whatever building that is and the movie suddenly turns into glorious full color on that huge screen showing the big-ass eyeball. Does anyone else remember that movie? I think it�s out of print but I actually have it on videotape.
My next disc contains trailers of exploitation/slasher/soft core porn like what used to be shown in all those movie theatres that sprung up on 42nd street in New York in the 60�s and 70�s. Remember those? I vaguely remember 42nd street and Times Square when they were full of dens of iniquity before the sanitizing of NYC. The Hubster�s scared because I will be able to add to my queue of bad movies on Blockbuster.com (almost 600 now!) The disc coming after that is Bettie Page: The Girl in the Leopard Print Bikini -- a documentary, of course. Bettie is fascinating to me � she lived this rather sumptuous high-profile-in-the-underworld life and then said, �I�m done� and disappeared. I saw a show about her on E! True Hollywood Story or somewhere and she actually gave an interview, but she was in silhouette. I would also like to get my hands on a bunch of that real pulp fiction from the 30�s and 40�s, those nickel paperbacks full of scantily clad women and bulging men doing all sort of things to each other.
Would you actually believe that in real life I�m a relatively straight-laced Catholic pseudo-matron who gripes about �those damned kids today?� Well, sort-of. I�m a big believer in the rule, �If it doesn�t hurt you or anyone else, there are no rules.� And I have a big thing about privacy issues and keep the government away from my body and just because a bunch of old men have said that�s what it is for the past 2000 years doesn�t mean they�re right. On the other hand, I really kind of wish celebrities would at least get married before announcing the pregnancy. I mean, the baby can show up anytime after the wedding. Or are shotguns not legal in Hollywood?
Speaking of legal:
Wow. I think Jakarta�s not going to be on my list of tourist sites. But I suppose that that�s want they want to do there, it�s their prerogative. Just like it�s the prerogative of fire fighters to get to the hydrant when they damn well need to:
You know what I like best about that picture? It�s a BMW. Ha ha! On the other hand, I�m all for clowning around on the job. It relieves stress and builds company morale. However, is this photo necessary?
But it looks kind of like the Amityville Horror house so I guess it�s okay. This, however, is Another Bad Idea that Seemed Okay in Embryo:
*sigh*