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My mother called me today, to let me know that my great-grandmother died this morning, and they wanted me for a pall-bearer.  I said the usual things one says in these circumstances and hung up and thought "well, there goes my weekend."

She was pretty old.  Was, in fact, one of two great-grandmothers I still counted among the living.  The other, ( Read more... )

 Because I don't yet have cable or the internet, I've been watching DVDs, which is actually more of a challenge than it sounds, because I have, like, fifteen DVDs, and a number of them  are movies that my mother has bought for me and which I have no intention of ever watching--I'm looking at you Natural Born Killers, The Doors, Walk The Line, and ( Read more... )

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So, hey.  It's two o'clock in the morning and I can't sleep for whatever reason.  Probably too busy mulling over my exciting life.  You know how it goes.  You never stop to think too much about where you are at any one particular point in time: practically everyone's lives are built up of towering moments of tedium with absolutely nothing of any ( Read more... )

 
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I went and saw the new Indiana Jones movie.  Jesus Christ, it was terrible.  What the fuck is up with George Lucas ruining people's beloved childhood memories?  I realize Spielberg bears a good deal of responsibility (as does Harrison Ford, for agreeing to this shit), but the fact of the matter is it reads "Story By George Lucas" in the credits, ( Read more... )