I was never able to eat a Baby Ruth again
Wednesday, Apr. 05, 2006 at 8:22 a.m.
Hello, Kids. It�s been a while, I know. The big news is that I�ve started back to the trained monkey job, you know, the one where I get paid a ridiculous amount of money to write in this diary and look for goofy-assed pictures on the Web. You know, ones like this:
Or are they Memorex �?
Remember that ad that Memorex � had? The one with the guy sitting in an easy chair, watch television, with wind apparently emanating from the TV and blowing straight at him? heh heh . . . I said blowing . . . heh heh I remember both that print and numerous Nagel � prints being in every guy�s apartment back in the day, that is, the 1980�s. Ah yes, the 1980�s, when we all had big hair and everyone wore thick black or blue eyeliner, even the guys, and we were all tuned to MTV, because back then, MTV showed music videos 24/7, boys and girls, and not the excremental � hour crap they show now. Of course, we also had Grenada and Lebanon and Iran-Contras and Ronald Reagan. But we had Bloom County and Keith Haring and Michael Jackson was a very talented Black pop singer. With a nose. St. Elsewhere and Hill Street Blues were the shows to watch and the only bad words you could say on network TV were �hell� and �damn�.
Some things never change, though, and that is the decorating style of young bachelor men and their first apartment:
Now that they have an extra room, they can get another roommate and have more money for more beer.
So what have I been doing lately? I have been seeing lots of movies. Let�s see if I can remember what any of them were:
Caddyshack: Classic. Be the ball, my son. He�s a Cinderella boy, nanananananana. Does anyone not associate the Kenny Loggins song �I�m All Right� with a dancing gopher? Hubster�s review:: �I only ever saw this movie on network TV . . . Hey! Naked boobies!�
The Magic Christian: An odd but fun film with Peter Sellers and Ringo Starr as a father/son who set out to see what people will do for money. Does everyone have a price? It seems that the answer is yes. The movie also shows that because something is dreadfully expensive, that doesn�t necessarily make it good. Features cameos by John Cleese and Graham Chapman, who also assisted with the script, Roman Polanski as a lonely drinker who is befriended by a cross-dresser, the great Shakespearean actor Lawrence Harvey as a Hamlet who strips during the �To be or not to be� soliloquy, and Racquel Welch as a brass bikini-wearing, whip-whipping slave driver over a group of rowing naked women. Hubster�s review: �This movie is weird . . . Hey! Naked boobies!�
Godspell: a movie based on the off-Broadway and Broadway show depicting a modern-day Jesus character with his apostles, singing their way through the gospel of Matthew. Jesus is played by Victor Garber, who is now a recurring character on Alias, back when he had a HUGE afro. A favorite of public high school theatre groups, which I have always found odd. Whatever happened to separation of church and state? This show does have some of the catchiest numbers, though, but be careful where you start singing �Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord� unless you want to start an impromptu sing-along. Hubster�s review: �Sigh . . . no naked boobies. You�re not going to make me see the play, now, are you?�
Poor Hubster. He was so lonely while I was recuperating. In fact, he took up softball at this field:
At least he found a positive way to deal . . . as opposed to this guy:
Ta!