30 Day movie thing.

I cant do this every day so I did it all at once. Ive been working on this a while. I dont claim to know much about movies or directors or what have you. I just know what i like and that is about all. and hopefully this shit works.

Day 1 - Your Favorite Film

The Last Unicorn
This film is stunningly beautiful. It has stayed with me from the time I first saw it as a small child in the theatre with my dad. It is a wonderful story of humanity and our place in the world. Read the book by Peter S. Beagle. Buy the movie from his website. Mr. Beagle receives NO MONEY from sales of this movie unless they are purchased from his website.



Day 2 - Your Least Favorite Film
Napoleon Dynamite.
This movie was such a hit. Everyone talked about it. I bought it on DVD. I want those 82 minutes of my life back, dammit. Only redeeming quality, Tina the llama… but Llamas don’t eat CASSEROLE.



Day 3 - A Film You Watch to Feel Good
Bull Durham
This is a movie about America. It is a movie about growing up, growing old and growing out of who and what you are. Crash Davis, baby. Goin’ to the Show!



Day 4 - A Film You Watch to Feel Down
Less Than Zero,
I love this movie for it’s over the top panorama of what life was like in the 80’s, at least what I thought life was like in the 80’s. It hasn’t really stood the test of time, but I love the tragic scenes with Downey Jr. Truth be told, I love tragedy.



Day 5 - A Film That Reminds You of Someone
Hudson Hawk
Ridiculious. Just like the person it reminds me of. I love you Joey Ross.



Day 6 - A Film That Reminds You of Somewhere
Stand By Me
The place this movie reminds me of is childhood. Not just childhood, but that delicate precipice between childhood and teenhood. Don’t you also wish that was a place? I do.



Day 7 - A Film That Reminds You of Your Past
Road Racers
But just like the movie, it all looks glossy, cliché and overdone.



Day 8 - The Film You Can Quote Best
Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
“We are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams” This is also one of my FAVORITE movies. Gene Wilder is the ONLY Mr. Wonka.


Day 9 - A Film With Your Favorite Actor (Male)
Regarding Henry. Harrison Ford, yes please.


Day 10 - A Film With Your Favorite Actor (Female)
This is hard. I dont know... I know who i DONT LIKE. I do like Goldie Hawn a lot.
Private Benjamin.


Day 11 - A Film By Your Favorite Director
Signs M. Night Shamalan
I know very little about directors, producers etc. I just know that I have enjoyed many of this guys movies. Especially Signs. I cry eveytime I watch it. I LOVE this movie so much.


Day 12 - A Film By Your Least Favorite Director
I am not sure but who ever made The Fast and The Furious…. Oh I looked it up… this guy makes movies that I don’t pay attention to ... Rob Cohen.



Day 13 - A Guilty Pleasure
Fools Gold ... Seriously…. McConaughey doesn’t wear his shirt in the entire movie. Enough said.




Day 14 - The Film That No One Expected You To Like
Kill Bill
I do not know why I like this movie so much. It’s not my typical style f movie. But I love the story in these. It has a great story and wonderful fully rounded characters.


Day 15 - The Film That Depicts Your Life
I have no idea. But I really like this movie.
Running on Empty.


Day 16 - A Film You Used to Love, But Now Hate
Forrest Gump. I cant say I HATE it hate it, but I am just SO OVER THIS MOVIE. melodramatic.



Day 17 - Your Favorite Drama Film
Giant. James Dean. It’s truly an epic story. Good for watching on Christmas.




Day 18 - Your Favorite Comedy Film
The Princess Bride
YES!!!!! This is a GREAT MOVIE.


Day 19 - Your Favorite Action Film
Romper Stomper
Ok, maybe not my FAVORITE…. But the sharpie tribal tattoos on Russell Crowe… seriously… could we be more ridiculous?



Day 20 - Your Favorite Romantic Film
Reckless
Ahh….. Robson Green… this is a mobile masterpiece theartre made for tv mini series thing. I saw part of it on PBS many moons ago and then was hooked. It’s a horrible trajic romance of cheating and love and anger and regret. It’s great!



Day 21 - Your Favorite Sci-Fi/Fantasy Film
Alien
Without question. Hands Down. Winner.



Day 22 - Your Favorite Horror Film
Texas Chainsaw Massacre
I think the music makes this movie. It has an amazing score. Completely adds to the chilling suspence and creepiness.



Day 23 - Your Favorite Thriller/Mystery Film
Death and the Maiden
Ive only seen this movie once. It was about 16 years ago at the Varsity Theatre. Its stayed with me ever since then. Very creepy and pretty gross.



Day 24 - Your Favorite Animated or Children's Film
Besides The Last Unicorn and the obvious choices of the Goonies and other childhood classics, I’d probably go with The Secret of NIMH. I was obsessed with this movie when I was a kid.



Day 25 - Your Favorite Documentary Film
Dreaming in America
This is the story of one of the hardest working bands in music these days, mother f-ing LUCERO. I like to get drunk and sing karaoke to this movie. Soooo Goooood. BUY THIS DVD.



Day 26 - Your Favorite Foreign Language Film
Pans Labyrinth
I had to keep my eyes closed during half this movie because I am a wuss. But it also has a super strong and very interesting story. And, for me the story is everything. It’s also visually, very beautiful.



Day 27 - Your Favorite Independent Film
I don’t really know what all this stuff means. But I liked this movie I watched on Netflix a few months ago a lot. Not sure if it qualifies as Independent. The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia.



Day 28 - The Most Obscure Film You've Ever Seen
Twice Upon a Time
Yeah. The time it took to figure out what movie this was may possibly not have been worth it. Especially since the only thing i could remember was that it was "cartoonish" and had the word "garbagerie" in it.



Day 29 - Your Favorite Film As a Kid
Watership Down
Another book/movie I was absolutely, positively, completely and utterly obsessed with as a kid. God I am sick. And for the record, I NEVER let my child watch this movie when he was little. He has still never seen it.


Day 30 - Your Favorite Film This Time Last Year
The Hangover "No. Thank. You."


whew. i'm spent.

Tidying Up My Mind?

There are few things certain in this journey.  I can count on a few things that will always seem to come through.  One is that I will wake up just a few minutes before my alarm goes off.  Then I will lie there and think about why I shouldn’t fall back to sleep.  Then I will fall back asleep and hit snooze at least twice.  The best sleep is the 8.59 minutes between snooze alarms. 

Another thing to count on is that salty food is what I crave.  Cake, candy, cupcakes, pie, ice cream they are all fine and dandy, but holy hell, give me some salty cashews, peanuts, Chex mix, or Dorito’s and I will devour them.  SALT, that is what I want.  Hell, give me a salt block and I will just sit there and lick the son of a bitch. 

The wind will blow on sunny days.  Car tires will be low when it’s cold outside.  My cat will sit on my lap, or desk or keyboard when I am trying to do something ‘important’.  I will be cranky when everyone else is in a good mood.  I will be broke when there is fun to be had.  My socks won’t match each other, and if they do, they won’t match my outfit. I will be wearing converse when it’s raining.  I will cry when this song plays…

drunk by noon on new year’s day
In the hills outside of town some place
With the smoke and the wine
And a stranger's eyes
Smoke and the wine and the whiskey don't mix
Shaken' so bad, think I'm gonna be sick
Buy 'another scotch as I head to the door
Now it won't make me better
But I want to make sure
Now hold, me close,
I love you more than you know
And I step outside
Now I drank away all of my fears and my doubts
Stole away hearts from town to town
Now the things I fear
Come back here
I feel the cold ground underneath my boots
For no good reason it reminds me of you
Never made good, though I tried and I tried
So I turn back around...
And I walk inside
Now hold, me close
I love you more than you know
Now hold, me close
I love you more than you know
and that won't make things right

And if you can’t see my tears, that is because they are on the inside.  That is one thing that is certain. I’m keeping them on the inside. 

Speaking of keeping things on the inside… This self-centered egocentric thing I am trying to do, this ‘blog’, it’s supposed to be helping me to not be a high pressure chamber.  I am not sure how this is going to work.  I feel foolish spending time exploring my own thoughts and desires and those stupid, stupid things called –feelings-.  What is the point of this? I have no inspiration, no flame, not even a spark.  I used to have all those things but I think this is such a pointless activity.  It is about the most selfish thing one can do.  Sit type and post to the intrawebs what I am thinking about, what I am doing, what I am going to do or what I have done.  I don’t know, maybe it’s really not that bad.   I mean I do update my Facebook status at least once a day, usually much more that that.  Is that not also a self-centered activity?

I guess it is because this is supposed to be about ME, not just something funny or whimsical. Eh, I feel lame. I feel that starting this blogging train again is not necessarily a good idea.  I am not sure I really want to delve into the things I have been bottling up since I quit writing.  I am afraid that once it gets rolling, I am actually going to have to deal with this shit that I don’t wanna think about.  I kind of have a mental list of things that I don’t think about. 

In no particular order…

Douchebag ex-boyfriend, Brother’s douchette ex-girlfriend and the drama that surrounds those two people and the horrible events wrapping all that shit together.

My ‘bff’ PRJ, and the whole mess that was our lives before he got married.  This is directly tied to the ‘problem’ listed above.

My BFF Anna and MS.  There are a lot of things to worry about here, yet she is always my rock. I have guilt for not being there for her more.

The ongoing struggle with my love/hate of rabbits.  This seems self-explanatory, but eh, it’s kinda complicated actually.

The fear I have that my ex-bf Tom is right.  I am cold hearted and incapable of love. That I am never really sorry for my actions, I just feel sorry for people, pity, etc. I don’t care about other people; I just act like I do.

The growing up of my only child.  He is 16.  This is so scary.

And of course there is the mess of my dead friend.

Quite frankly, I don’t really want to think about any of these things. 

So yeah.  I don’t want my blog to be filled with self-loathing dribble.  Melodramatic, boring recaps of the past and why I am a mess today. 

I want to write about how I love life and sunshine and the music I am listening to.  I want to tell the stories of who I am and why I am wasting this space, sucking this air and drinking this beer.  I suppose to get to the stories of how great these things are I may have to explore a bit about how I got here.  There are a couple boxes in the attic of my mind that need to be gone through.  I hope to take a bunch of that rubbish to the trash in the process. 

Tidying up my mind. I want to tell stories again.  I hope I will.