say what?!

so i'm busy doing the nanny thing today
and me & the kid (naya) turn on PBS to
watch mr. rogers, which had already started
just as the picture comes into focus, i see
mr. rogers talking to a young boy, around 12,
who is carrying a large piece of cardboard
and a boom box - and he starts teaching mr. rogers
how to breakdance - i shit you not!
mr. rogers is doing the wave and
YES, ladies and gentlemen,
he is MOONWALKING!!
i started drooling -
that's how long my mouth was open for...

surreal moment #628979

can't say enough about

SIN CITY!

loved loved loved it
the cast - well, i'm NOT a huge
mickey rourke fan - but holy shit
was he fanfriggintastic

and a barely recognizable
benicio del toro... no words
bruce willis was, well... bruce willis
and that was good
and elijah wood - spooky as hell
(and SO far from frodo :))

so robert rodriguez and frank miller are geniuses
i really felt transported into
the comic as i never have been before
when these comics (batman, hellboy, constantine, etc)
are made into films

AND i saw it in an actual theater
with balconies and a curtain
how awesome is that?
(rhetorical question)

lesson learned...

there's nothing like waking up after actually sleeping for a few hours to the sound of an insistent ringing. without glancing at the number (i know, i know), i press talk and hear this: good morning madam (!) i'm hoping you're interested in saving some money today! i say who the hell is this? he says why it's you're favorite local pet store. i say i haven't got a favorite local pet store so no thanks. don't you want to hear what you can save, he says? i say don't you want to know if i have a pet? then all he heard was a dial tone. what nerve! telemarketers should have to leave you alone on sundays. there's this thing that you can buy that picks up the phone for you if it's one of those numbers and says something curt like this person isn't interested in what you have to offer so piss off. well, maybe i made the piss off part up, but you can really get that phone thingy. now i have to find something to do to make my general mood improve because i am not going to let that guy ruin an otherwise potentially pleasant day
(even if it is raining the rain of the end times.)
hmm, maybe i’ll go see Sin City.
that ought to do it. so there.

the defection of the soul, nauseously quick

as far as the eye takes you
all there is to see are millions of shiny, sharp rocks
some make you stumble and misstep while others
seem to assist you in your driving quest forward

always forward. to go back is to die

to go back is to negate your progress and render you
new and slick with afterbirth.
keep moving, for if you stop you will
grow moldy and unrecognizable
then all you had will disappear like an aging magician performing a stale trick
sometimes it goes slowly, you barely notice the layers of yourself falling away
until there is dust in a small pile where once you stood -
other times it is immediate.
you were, then you were no longer.
people would say “ wasn’t that ------?”
but no one would remember.
we all need purpose, direction
a reason to be
you can go on for just so long
aimlessly floundering about
before you stop doing the doggie paddle
and your arms remain still
and you are unwilling or unable
to repeat the process once more
someone once told me that things always look better in the morning
i never believed that
things look the clearest in the dead of night
you see things as they truly are - naked, sometimes ugly and revealed
there are no lies in the middle of the night
come morning is when the lies begin
getting out of bed and trying to think up a reason to go out and sell yourself for a job
you say another day another dollar but that’s emotional suicide
you wear yourself down that way
then comes the need to justify where and who you are
more lies
it doesn’t stop until it is so dark you can barely see
your own hand in front of your face
then and only then can you be truthful enough with yourself and
about yourself
to try and make sense out of what you are doing
and be a participant in your life or
it will be nearly over and all you will be able to say is
i wish i had