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Mulholland Dr.
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
- Hits: 1969
After a run of 3 in a row (watching more movies than usual, catching up..) - 2 bad, and 1 not my cup of tea, I watch Mulholland Dr. Which, oddly, given my regard for David Lynch, I'd been rather avoiding. Silly me, it proved excellent, moody, atmospheric, and curiously worthwhile. I give it 2 slippers, 3 bananas and a troop of Mountain Goats. Saved me the trouble of my own restless dreams...
Miscellaneous and Discombobulated...
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Dreams
- Hits: 2145
(The leg, a slight attending fever, have made for some interesting, albeit gruesome, dreams...)
..Small red ants are crawling around in my ear, I'm gently nudging them out with a q-tip, not certain I have them all, there may be more beyond what I can see, a nest of sorts deep in my head, and I don't want to push the q-tip into the ear for fear of squashing them, I can't feel them, but somehow they're responsible...
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The company has changed hands, a meeting, all the employees in a workshop, round table, I don't know them but they're my colleagues, this meeting, this workshop, it's promising great things, they're giving us loot bags filled with TV's and other treasures, only I don't know what it is they're doing, they intend on doing, don't even know what the old company was doing...
...one of my co-workers is following me, telling me that he's worried we're going to get screwed over on the salaries, he's heard they'll only pay us $700 a month...
...and an old supervisor is asking me what I think, "It looks pretty good" I assure him...
...a round table, the female employees, attractive, older, my age or thereabouts, I seem to know them, I work with them, one of them, Brandy I know, - but taller and fitter than Brandy, Brandy 2, wants to know if I'll have her over to meet my parents, they're in town, we haven't talked forever, and I agree...
...And after the break I'm returning to the meeting but I discover the two rolls of toilet paper I have with me are covered in shit, and I go to the bathroom so I can clean them off, peel away the offending outer layers, only the floor of the bathroom is covered in shit, long, perfect turds, everywhere, can't step inside without stepping on one, mens, womens, they're both the same, and I have to return to the meeting with my toilet paper rolls covered in shit, but nobody seems to notice...
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I'm moving from the apartment into a commune, large, fluorescent lit room, bright, 7 beds in a large circle, each bed has it's own couple, my new wife is here, and our child, I don't recognize her but she seems pretty enough, I don't wonder why I'd be giving up my apartment to live here, it seems natural. But my new wife, she's taking the baby and dropping it on it's head, time and again, and I'm getting annoyed at her clumsiness, the baby, the back of it's head flattened where it's been dropped, it's not breathing, turning blue and dead, and I'm telling her that she's killed it, she doesn't understand...
Serenity - Firefly
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
- Hits: 1944
So encouraged by the abundant good reviews and the fact that it appeared somewhere or another on lists of films to see I download Serenity, Firefly. Which apparently is movie spinoff of a series I've never seen, for good reason as it turns out.
Think "Cowboys VS Zombies in outer Space", add to that a cast of mostly good looking people who can't act, old-style western shotguns and revolvers, people overacting and speaking with ridiculous accents, preposterous dialogue, a ridiculous plot and lots and lots of spaceships and you get the idea. Bad, bad, bad. I just saved you 2 hours of your life. Take my word for it.
The Sinkhole
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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And walking back towards Wayne from the Cemetery I take some precarious shortcuts over sandstone cliffs and ledges, 20, 30 feet above rocks, clinging to crumbly handholds, stepping cautiously onto tiny 6 inch ledges, over slouched, cracked overburden that hangs just waiting to fall, it's stupid, and so having made it across safely I resolve to take the road back...
Safely making my way to the road, a disused affair blocked off on both ends, from the cliffs I could see it was abandoned, obvious washouts and sinkholes, but it beats edging along cliff faces, and after that it seems a stroll down a country lane. And looking at the rocks along the cliff as I walk down, some good ironstone beddings that look promising for fossils when...!!!
...I come to, I've fallen into a sinkhole, walked straight in, a washout hole in the middle of the road, obvious, if you were looking, obviously I wasn't, lying down upon my back I've fallen 10 feet, 2 steel culverts on either side of me, broken, dark, and rolling over in pain I see that if I'd fallen just a bit further to my right the hole extends past the reach of sunlight...
Bruised, but nothing apparently broken I find leverage climbing on the culverts, scrambling and pulling out tufts of grass manage to haul myself to the ground, pain, my leg feels - well, not broken, but definitely torn and sprained, hobbling back down to the town...
2 days now, the right leg aching and unable to bend, extend, and only briefly walk upon it, the left leg is bruised, my shoulder slightly torn, nothing broken, but the other injuries now making themselves known, the pain of my right knee, flex, extend, contract, painful when moving, when doing nothing, but it really could have been a lot worse...
And i have to laugh, of all the places misfortune could so deservedly find me it's on the unexpected country road, the quiet and uneventful walk home...
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