Ok. I had my coffee, a day of recuperation and now I’m going to recap some of my long week-end in Boston with a nice and solid, yet hopefully still light and fluffy, post. (I’ll save the endless, Merle associated drama and aggravation for a dark and brooding private entry.)
Friday was pretty laid back. The surprise lowlight was The Vanishing, a movie I had been looking forward to seeing for ages Unfortunately, it was the 1993, Keifer Sutherland, Sandra Bullock, Jeff Bridges version. It provided an extremely disappointing movie watching experience. It’s a remake of an award winning 1988 Dutch film that I haven’t seen, but had my uncle spoil the ending of while in the process of singing it’s praises. I want to meet the American producer who decided to alter the ending and ask, “Why, why, WHY did you utterly ruin it by changing the best part?” The fundamental core of the movie’s creepiness. The ending that will undoubtedly pop back into your consciousness when you’re all alone at night and hear a strange creak from the kitchen. The foul, festering conclusion that haunts your dreams, seeps into your bones and stains your soul. I know the answer would be, “because people don’t want to be scared. They want the hero rescued, the couple to end up together bla blah blah.” But that answer would be wrong! So yeah, of course Blockbuster doesn’t carry the Dutch version, they only carry the cream of the crap. They don’t even have a horror section anymore. d;lkfjasl;dgjas;ldkgjrla;kgjsreluhjnsrko;knbkjzfnbjk;adnfbkfbldfbadfb Fucking Blockbuster. I’m getting a membership downtown at Flixx this week-end. …… What a pointless tangential rant that was.
On Saturday I proudly bared my marvelously hairy chest at Newport beach and swam in the Atlantic. That night I saw and listened to live music at a jazzy lounge in Cambridge. My companions for the evening were three other Scorpios. We sipped nine dollar martini’s and did our very best to look sexy and intense in our stylishly dark little booth.
Sunday I canoed on the Charles river. In the boat rental office I had to resist the temptation to barge through the line and yell, “Get the hell outta my way, I’m Canadian!” because you see, I received my classical training in canoe primarily at the noteworthy institutes of Whitefish and Rainy Lake. My Masters and PHD were completed along the Kaministiqua river, and post-doc work was done in Northern Saskatchewan and affiliated arctic tributaries. Despite this impressive CV, my Parisian canoe-mate turned out to be quite the freeloader. The best part was when I splashed some ducks with my paddle. That night I enjoyed watching Howl’s Moving Castle. And I had a brownie. Some banana caramel ice cream too.
On Monday we didn’t leave for London until after 5pm, so I was still driving at 6:30am yesterday morning. My car-mate, coincidentally the same as my canoe-mate, again proved to be quite the freeloader and only drove one lousy daylight hour. During the trip, I listened to mostly oldies power rock. Did you know Alice Cooper hosts his own radio show? There is something fundamentally appropriate about listening to classic rock at 3am under a dark starry sky, driving down a sparse Interstate.
The Ancient Undergrad 
Do they have Netflix in Canada? If so, I highly recommend. J loves getting obscure movies he finds on IMDB, and Netflix always has them. Most recently he made me watch some Japanese horror flick where they put a group of students on an island and they have 48 hours to kill each other until there is only one person left. If there was more than one person left at the end, the collars they were wearing would explode. Damn that boy loves shitty movies. And I love falling asleep to them.We call tidy movie endings “Spielburging.” Just once I wish the prick would let a movie end badly.Alice Cooper went to my high school.I want the sordid Merle story. I loves me a good Merle story.
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Malow’s hierarchy of needs–food, water, sleep, self-esteem, etc. (I just studies this in my Education class–I feel so smart that I caught one of your smarty-pants references) does not refer to lack of a bee-otch of an albatross around your neck.
Sorry. That was mean. I’m in a bad mood.
Sounds like you’re having an awesome time, though.
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“Maslow. *studied. and there I was, feeling all smart. Instant karma.
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if you really are a triple chocolate muffin, i’d like to nible on you. not only does Alic cooer have his own radio show (which i listened to once accidentally), so does Dee Schneider.
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Canoeing Canadians in Cambridge. Seedy Scopios Sipping sinitram. (that’s martini’s backwards so I could get all s words in that second sentence.)
Hey did you know the answer to that science question I posted to you on behalf of my friend? If interested at all, he posted a bunch more stuff on my site I can copy to you.
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PS there was a trampoline at one of our cast parties a couple of weeks ago. I was too tired and too sober to jump on it though. Maybe next time.
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blockbuster is SO on my list. pisses me off that they launch a “no more lae fees campaign” but i get charged late fees because no one told me the video was due at 12 noon, not 12 midnight.
ryc: just make sure you eat the churro as soon as you get it.
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Am I the only one to whom it is perfectly obvious that wonderplum and the_ancient_undergrad are meant for each other?
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I agree with coconutjules! Ditch Merle, AU, go to Hawaii with wonderplum!
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Cars, canoes, hairy chests, and movies… all wrapped up into a well-worded package.
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Yeah, I hate that. It’s as if foreign films are simply abhorred here. I think that’s pretty stupid. Often, their much better. 🙂 Very light and fluffy, I’m impressed lol. Almost doesn’t sound like you…
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i’m very embarrased that you check your feedback log. and i can’t help that you subscribe to all the people worth subscribing too. of course I’m going to snatch. oh my god, i just read a few comments up. that’s funny
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I have missed checking out your posts daily! I have been so busy that I haven’t had time! However I find in the bonus of not checking in while the reminding surprise that you have fresh and clear look on life that I enjoy. More anything in this post… if you have to be up at that hour of the day not having sex, it is a close second. Kayaking in CO doesn’t seem to have the same qualifications as the canoeing of Canada… I am disappointed I must say!
Merle… I was wondering how that would go. :-\
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i think it’s spelled w/ to m’s (roommate??) 🙂
haven’t you learned yet–anything with sandra bullock in it is gonna suck! just think back, there’s “28 days,” the one where sandra is a very unconvincing alcoholic in rehab & falls for a baseball player doing time for drugs…”while you were sleeping,” the one where sandra is a ticket taker and falls for a guy in a coma…”miss congeniality,” the one where sandra is a FBI agent undercover as a Miss America contestant…i could continue, but i think i made my point :P~
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