A good wine or liquoer wih some Good company, talking to trees, staring into space, cards, Old-time music, Some New-time music, Nice asses, strumming six strings, reading, and writing... and a whole bunch of wild hen chases....something zany with a twist of pillaging, rootin and tootin, flayling and railin', hum diggidy doggy, kerplunk- eek- adaisacal, fixin to get some eats, waitin for the damsel with diabolical treats, I thinks me gottsta retreeet....
Everything that contains that mercurial thread of 'something' running through it that is inexplicable but so easy to recognize. Example: Charley Patton
Satyricon, Who Shot the Piano Player, The Howling..ect...
The Jerk, Spies Like Us, Caddyshack, Love and Death, Stir Crazy..ect..ect..
Goodfellas, Braveheart, Apocolypse Now, Malice, Remains of the Day...ect.
Jimminy Glick, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Andy SHmelenokis, 2005 WSOP....
Books
Bound for Glory, CHronicles, Hunger, The Idiot, The Human Comedy, Leaves of Grass, Tropic of Capricorn, Oblomov, and soo many more its stupid to even try....
About me: They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!" -JK
I am seeking nothing but I yearn for everything and I am a constant success at failure. Humor goes a long way and the reverend never said I had to fall to my knees. I understand waste and I relate to snickering but its a bunch of bull in the long end of it. Anybody can make an impression with the right notes. I don't believe in whistling but I revere humming in every way. The cowboy angel rides and I look for its footprints everywhere but I am met with Walt Disney and Sex in the City and Walmart, and Starbucks who has control of every peice of open land out there. I want to move to France or Italy, the southern tip of Peru... Germany would be just grand... those slender, graceful, blonde gems blasting me with their indifference and I would join them in their frolic through the pastoral wasteland of our youth with a big grin, celebrating with a cup of gin, festive moonlights and sweaty stars... dripping down on me with no umbrella, I hate people that use the word hella, or allude to me being a swell fella, while their smile melts into a bowl of jella... Just be is all I think we can be. As far as I see no one surpasses me or you... us or them... we can lick the whole lot of em. Your free to fly around buzzing on the windowsill like a housefly, but I am free to swat at you too...
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i will probably be heading out that way for a week or so mid-july. hopefully you will be around so we can take our walk on the beach, as we have done for years! miss you tons and tons! hope all is well peterrrr :)
thats sweet. send me some stuff on myspace. I want to hear it. tell sean i say hi. how is that grad school thing goin. You must be busy. teaching those undergrads yet?
sidtracted by a falling of words O willy send me a thesoris teach me. you are wise. i feel the desire to yern for slumber. slumber slumber.. trust i believe i am introlubed. carlinerated. belong today nifeel reborn. a child. a man. a thesoris.
I have been instructed to tell you to get your bootie on Facebook. Your name has been mentioned and I have been told to tell you, so there! Hurry Peter! :-) Lucinda
Her beastly cover is true to her state But the soul in her breast will guide her fate With a gentle grace and ripped of her pride She sees that with me there’s no need to hide
With longing she seeks the gaze of my eyes The dark night bright with her helpless cries It torments my heart and darkens my core I vow to myself she will weep no more
So the breath of my heart I expend And rejoice at the pain I could mend Even though indifference has received no end It will never claim her pain again
Other people are bright; I alone am dark. Other people are sharper; I alone am dull. Other people have a purpose; I alone don't know. I drift like a wave on the ocean, I blow as aimless as the wind.
Ah, The Apartment. I have not seen it, even though David Lynch says it's one of his all time favorites.
By the way....I edited the first 4 shots of the movie this morning. It took a very long time. Even though the VEGAS is working smoothly, I may need to hire someone to come over the house help get me started, as I am finding the whole "timeline" jazz quite confusing.
If I can just get help on putting the first scene in the can, I can then do the rest on my own.....
Oh, that was from the show alright! Keep in mind that the production had a relatively low budget compared to other series, such as ER or NYPD BLUE.
Personally, I think the low budget gives HOMICIDE a more voyeuristic feel. When the show did eventually get an increase in financing, some fans felt that it lost a bit of its edge.....
Hey Pete! I hired a translator to find out what Roberto Benigni was saying in Down by Law when he was temporarily left standing by the bayou's edge. Hope this helps!
"hey guys!!! wait for me!!! (<--he first shouts to jack and zack) ..."porca madoscaccia maiala" (he's swearing, there's no real translation for this) ...they left me alone... listen, american dogs... there are two things in this world that I can't see (stand), dogs and water, and now I find myself between dogs and water... dad, dad oh why didn't I listen to you dad, what did I come down here for... dio bono ...madonna bona (best way to translate it is just "oh god ...oh mother")... these dogs are coming here and they're going to bite me... I knew it... I wonder how to say in english "reggi i cani" ...reggere cani... reggi i cani... boh... a reggere, areggere, (the verb "reggere" means "to hold", which is the word Roberto is trying to remember but can't; i cani > the dogs)...how do you say... maybe you "arreggi" ...oh ... arregg the dogs! arregg the dogs! (he finally comes out with "arregg" that has no meaning, it's just mixed-up italian, in order to make it sound more like an english word; "arregg" sounds quite funny for an italian, like me :-)
