I'm exhausted so I'm glad I don't have to go in early tomorrow.
I love the movie "Stranger Than Paradise."
John Lurie is jazz on feet, bebe. rrrrowrr.
I just got back from the video joint where I returned and got a refund on those dvds (and the chick didn't even LOOK at them. And I bet she doesn't damage them out, just puts them back on the damned shelf) that were all screwed up. And I rented some nice safe VHS tapes. I'll just sign up for netflix. The dvd player came with a free month. So .. uh .. WOOHOO!
But I picked up:
Kung Pow: Enter The Fist
My First Mister
Strange Relations (which pops up as "My Beautiful Son'... a tv series...er?)
Snake In The Eagle's Shadow
None of which I know anything about except Kung Pow, and that's only because Karl is a silly man who says "eeeeOOooeeeOOooEeeeOOoo" a lot.
My reasons... My first mister: leelee sobieski and albert brooks. How fuckin weird is that?
Strange Relations: I'd never heard of it and it says something about an insane family on the front.
Snake in the eagle's shadow: it's Jackie Chan and I *think* this might be the one I saw, but have never found again, that had him sent on a quest to protect and combine four sacred forms of kung fu. There was a chick with a flute who beat the shit out of him in it and it's remained one of my favorite of his fight scenes. But even if this isn't this.. hey, Jackie Chan.
And Tatie Danielle... the tagline is: " You haven't met her yet, but she hates you already." That's all me bebe.
I also talked to Sam last night. Sam just makes me happy. He always has. I don't think I can quite explain why. He's funny, intelligent, into music, books, movies, not a trendy bastard, thoroughly his own person, and a twisted twisted young man. In a good way. Well, in a way that I consider good... how about that?
I really missed him. I'd forgotten a lot of little things about the interaction and it's just really damned good to know that there wasn't a reason that we should stay out of contact.
I was actually really nervous about calling him. I called the other night and left a message, and honestly... if he hadn't picked up last night, I probably wouldn't have tried again. I've had too many people blow me off and I'm always sort of squeamish about taking the first step in what has potential to be a touchy area.
Plus, when Brandon said that he'd told Sam that he'd met me or whatever, he just said that Sam said it had been a long time since we'd talked. Something about the way he said it made me think that it was not such a good thing. But I'm an overthinker. We know this.
So yes... all in all... it was just really GAATDAMNED good to talk to him.
I've had too much caffiene. I'm way too damned talky.
Haaaaaaaaaaaappy talk, keep talking happy taaaaaaaaalk. Talk about things you liiiiike to doooo... you gotta have a Dreeeeeeeeeeeeam if you don't have a dreeeeeeeeeeam... how you gonna have a dream come truuuuuue?
yeah. long night ahead. BE THANKFUL I RENTED MOVIES, PEOPLE.