Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Observations of a 4th weekend

Aside from destroying part of my liver, and listening to the obscene laden diatribes of a drug addicted tweaking love, I had a bit more than typical weekend. Due to the 4th landing on a weekend, it provided and extra day with family, food, and games and fun for all. However not in my household, Drinking, smoking, panhandling, visits from mysterious men in really crappy cars, tweaking, screaming, crying, and lots of meowing from the Malogato, and Malogato even got his bath.

1) There was a special on the History channel called “Revolution” that was a 15 part story of what happened from the stamp act to the 1st president, I didn’t watch all 15 cause of the world cup, I was drinking, and the drug addict kept screaming “Turn it down Goddammit”, and Malogato found him comfy place on my feet,

(By the way here is a tip, if you every find your self in a spot where you are 90 days from moving and you have a roommate who keeps asking for a ride: start drinking heavily, or give that impression, you will have to deal with “its fucking hot”, “I can’t breath” and “WHY ARE YOU STILL DRINKING”, it sound really sad, but it is funny if you are there, sipping a drink, watching soccer, a sleeping kitty on you feet, and the TV blaring out the sweet sound of a Vuvuzela. And you have a Buzz, it is pretty funny.

(Keep in mind I have a hearing problem, that is no surprising to most, but it is not the result of headphones set to 11 blasting out Black Sabbath or Metallica, but instead to dysfunctional Eustachian tubes)

Anyway I diverge, the story I told had much more depth, and I actually learned that Washington came close to mutiny several times due to lack of equipment, money, ammunition, food, etc, most of his solders only signed up for one year and were planning to get back to the farms. I also saw that the whole independence was poorly planned. Most note worthy was that to stop his army from heading to the hills, he selected 6 men of “disagreeable dispensation” to be hanged, he had the 6 nooses placed around the necks, and at the last minute gave 5 a break but hung the 6th, another time some men ran from their posts and he picked the most cowardly to be executed, and picked their friends to do the shooting, the first group fired above their heads, the second group took their place and had a third group ready to shoot the second group. SO the e second group shoots their friends. What an asshole….

2) The screaming and spitting end for the night, as the DA takes some Benadryl and benzodiazepine to sleep until 4-5 the next day, I can’t exactly remember what was on TV but I measured the booze and saw I had enough for 2 more days, on TV was a episode of intervention or a made for TV where the cheerleader honor student turns to a streetwalker for help with a pushy boy, and I think starts baking brownies for the children of the other streetwalkers, who give her wise advise in return, I think is what happened, doesn’t seem likely, don’t think it is a dream as I don’t have a think for cheerleaders or brownies, and I don’t see the combination as particularly meaningful, it was probably the end of a made for TV movie about drugs that went into an infomercial for some amazing device that makes brownies

Aside from that the transition into Saturday was much easier, as I bounced around from channel to channel, I watched soccer, guzzled a few more drinks, and watched the lovely DA ask the cat repeatedly what it wanted
I had a lot more to say but I have forgotten what it was, except for this two things thing, 1) TMC has silent movies on Sunday night and it is usually preceded by a classic comedy, this 4th I was Buster Keaton’s “The General” which I learned was based on an actual incident in the civil war, I think it is a great movie, the shot set ups, the timing, the stunts, complete picture. If you get a chance to see it or rent it, make sure it has the revised 2003 soundtrack. Very well done, especially when the train is moving or picking up speed, kind of a DSOM on acid jazz

2) There was a Mad Men Marathon which to my chagrin was on Monday and I had to go back to work on a Tuesday for no other reason that Tuesday follows Monday, (my bad). The Episode takes place on election night in 1960, the show revolves around an ad agency a gives a glimpse of the working environment in the late 1950’s and early 60’s, and is interesting to see the way things were before sexual harassment even had a name. But to the point, on of the big wigs is painfully unhappy and meets a Beatnik chick

(Even typing that makes me wince, I hear stories about Beatniks, the wild poetry and Beat Jazz, the hipsters making a scene, and dissing the man, avoiding any effort or plan, saying MAN, and DADDY-O, ahead of their time, WTF was going on? and the 60’s still happened despite all this. Maybe it is because I’m a minority, but was there really a time where you showed you independence by hanging out with another race? Sticking to the man by blowing a Satanic Hispanic? Where were these girls when I was a rebel, damn it)

So this chick takes him to a happening or “event” or whatever they wanted to call it, they essentially got stoned and listened to Miles Davis. So the kids start giving the Ad man a hard time, telling him he creates nothing but want, he is part of the problem, and the Ad man tells them something along the line that hanging out in front of the train station pretending to be homeless does nothing to help, and one of them says something along the line of “we are trying to be relevant to today’s problems”, and the ad man takes a big drag off the cigarette and says “The Universe is irrelevant”, a few beats later the Beatniks are all bummed out saying “Aw man why did you say that” apparently ruining their high

(I was trying to think of what could happen to spoil the prefect buzz in your 20’s, the only think I could think of which came close to happening, is the girl you are hitting on and having some success starts talking about her hometown and you realize that you are related, barely related , but related nevertheless, were I a true rebel that would not have stopped me and many cousins have told me that if is isn’t direct blood, it really doesn’t count, because if that kind of thing bothers me, I’ll be very lonely, or dating blond women looking to piss off daddy, sorry to say I avoided both)

Anyway that’s all I can remember for now.