DANG!!! I need more weekend!!!
With the recent snow storm, I feel as if I need more weekend. Where did it go? I lost Saturday, well, not really lost. I was home on the couch, but anyway, I feel as if, because I was forced to the couch, I didn't get my Saturday. I know, that's just really stupid thinking. Still, I don't like being forced. I like choice. I didn't have my choice. However, yesterday, I took advantage of the sunshine and headed to see a movie. That's right! It was "Joe's Sunday Afternoon at the Movies." IIt felt good! I love a good flick. So, looking at all the crap out in theaters now, I found the perfect choice - Coen Brother's "No Country for Old Men!" ... I loved it. As a movie geek, it really hit the spot. I would love to go into details, but to sum it... it was intellectual. It was deep. It was beautiful. I am so sick and tired of ROM-COMS and the like. "No Country for Old Men" was good film making. It was smart. It's too bad it isn't doing well in the theaters. Sadly, everybody was there for "Alvin and the Chipmunks." That's the average film goer I don't like to deal with for ya. They wouldn't know good cinema if it hit them in the head... Two words about that movie... "Urban Chipmunk." I think Roger Ebert commented on that droll by saying, "I couldn't believe they had TEN ALBUMS!" I am with you, Roger. I want to have an experience with my $7.00. I want story. I want to leave thinking to myself. My only regret? Not having anybody there to discuss what went on screen. That sucks. When I was North my sister and I went to some hard hitting flicks. It was nice to discuss them afterwards. Anyway, I have to cut it sooner rather then later. I have things to do! Later!
posted by "Just" Joe at 4:46 PM
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In a prog rock mood? Then try some Genesis...
It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now."
And then Mister Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them moving blades sharp...
I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
But I remebered a voice from the past;
"Gambling only plays when you're winning"
- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them moving blades sharp...
I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.
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