1.12.20

Bad Moon Setting

Special K: Misty dawn over Campbell, with moon. 

30.11.20

What if I filled my spirit with indifference to other people?

b1-66er: "What if I'd filled my freezer with frozen prepared meals, waiting to burn my tongue and leave me dissatisfied day after day spent alone in my home?"

Special K: What indeed?

28.11.20

Choke-y

b1-66er: Crappiest bowl of popcorn imaginable...
Perfect for
ANACONDA. 

Special K: Nice. 

b1: Suicide!
Not even to the credits yet. 

Black jaguar eaten by snake!

Snooty white guy:" I could hire someone for $50 to kill you. "
Ice Cube: "I could kill you for free right now. "

Tracheotomy with a Bowie knife!


K: Suffragette!


b1: First anaconda death!
AND Jennifer Lopez hissing, "asshole" under her breath. 
THIS MOVIE HAS EVERYTHING!

<monkey gets shot>
"What the hell are we doing?"
"WE NEED ANACONDA BAIT!"

Gary just got anaconded.

When Jon Voight sez, "everyone else don't move" in a S American accent...
... NO ONE MOVES!
Oh the verisimilitude!

Jennifer Lopez, "This was supposed to be my big break...
... But it's been a BIG DISASTER!"
So right, Jennifer. 
So completely right. 

"I was up all night picking leeches off my scrotum."
Sounds better with an English accent. 

<1 hour later>

Okay okay okay. 
I've been through a lot. 
I've gotta settle down. 

The movie's over. 

FIRST, This is NOT a bad movie. 

A high point...
...maybe THE high point, is Ice Cube embedding an axe in the skull of THE anaconda...
... AFTER the snake was flaming...
... AFTER you gettin' the first-stomach's-eye-view of Jon Voight being swallowed...
... and AFTER he was puked back out only to wink at Jennifer Lopez...
... was The Cube saying 
"Bitch."
To the snake.

Yes, the mambo both hisses and sounds suspiciously like a cougar in heat...
... and IT VERY WELL COULD BE that's a sexist mono-syllable that time dates itself (nearly 25 years ago!)...
The phrase still works in that revered NWA "No Vaseline" kinda way. 

8/10. Leaves Nf in 2 days. 
Watch the flick before it drifts off the service. 
Find something else to do while it's playing. 

K: Bien.

Joker in Purgatory

b1-66er: One thing we didn't cover in our phone conversation just now...
... WHY is the Jack of Diamonds hermiting?

The Emperor: Jack is just Jack ...he is getting out and running quite a bit - training to run a mile in under 4:35 (has a bet on that)

b1: How big is that bet?

E: If I remember right, he put up US$2500 to win 250k, but I could be off...
...has to beat the fastest time he's ever run in the mille...
... he just won one for US$50k where he had to run in under 5 minutes in a sanctioned track meet - that was before COVID, and there haven't been many of those, so he flew to Florida to run in one and made it

27.11.20

"Now please wear your Actual Reality glasses"

Special K: I wore actual pants to dinner. We ate at the dining room table.

26.11.20

... With feeling now, from the wattle

b1-66er: "There's at Least a Little Turkey Inside Each of Us"

Special K: And how. 

25.11.20

What's the frequency, K-bot?

b1-66er: Here's one for you...
This AM I'm sitting at the dinner table, eating breakfast as one does in full acceptance of trans meal culture...
Time for morning meds...
Only half a dose of everything in my containers...
"I guess the tryptophan of the deep fried turkey winked out my ability to count last night..."
Ha ha uh...
Not EXACTLY...
In my food phrenzy, instead of eating dinner, I rode the exercise bike. 
Tecfidera is a known liver router. I only take it with food. 
Except there was no more food. 
The results this AM?
MS underdose...
P pill underdose...
No vitamins (took D in the morning)...
Wait wait, there's more physical damage to witness...
I had beef...
AND turkey ...
AND potatoes...
YESTERDAY. 
So Johnny Snooty I Eat So Much Better Than All You Prix throws it all in a trashcan in single afternoon.
Three years. 
Gone. 
If I full-on relapse, break the spokes out of my wheelchair, put a Metallica sticker on my forehead, take all the change out of my pockets and be DONE WITH IT. 

Special K: Can I have your stereo?