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Ghosts and Tornadoes
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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That I am at a hotel, resort, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. That someone I don't know has a child and she is off to some sort of bogus awards ceremony, there is another kid there as well...I don't know anyone here.
Someone brings me a diet coke, they must have shaken it because when I open it it fizzes and gets all over the carpet, more than was in the can, but I don't care...
I'm busy, making notes, I have a notepad but some of the pages have dark pictures & ink on them, my notes, they disappear into the ink, illegible, and then in places they are visible, writing into the darkness...
It doesn't matter. I'll make out what I was writing later.
I'm obsessed, I'm trying to remember a book I wanted to read, or maybe I had read a long time ago, a slim book, beautifully written, about two people. And I'm making notes of the title, I'd been unable to find it back then, but now, in the age of the internet, I should be able to find it, there would be no reason why I could not...only I can't remember the title and am trying to guess as to the plot, the events, and these notes are my attempts to recapture, remember it...I'm not having a lot of luck...
This resort in the middle of nowhere, mountains maybe, trees, it's getting dark outside.
It's time for the awards ceremony and I'm left with the child I don't know and so I concede, promise that we'll go as well, I'll be the good parent to this unknown waif, and we head outside to walk up to the building where it will be held.
South of us, great tornadoes are churning up the landscape, black funnels across a dark sky sweeping across the landscape...
Turning to watch I at first think it's a movie, then realize it's not, it's happening...
And turning back to the direction we're walking I see hundreds of tiny tornadoes, windstorms, whirlwinds making their way south through the rain, amongst us, beside the road, and as they get closer I see them briefly in color, they're the innumerable spirits of the dead, talking and walking, when they are close they faintly glimmer in color, I can see a Hawaiian Shirt, when they move away they again turn grey and disappear into the rain.
I'm filming this with my phone, incredulous...
Hastening up to the rest of the group to show them, ask breathlessly if they've seen what I have, the group now ignoring me, I turn and see to the side of the road an older kindly Mexican lady, she's sitting at a table, calling me over, only she can see me, and I understand but I'm not ready, I have to find that book...
(This dream woke me, disturbed me. It's exactly the dream I'd expect to have to prepare me for crossing over, and reminds me to get my affairs in order. The tornadoes, I'd spent the day watching F5 videos on YouTube - the storm warnings over Oklahoma, the Mexican Lady, perhaps from Malcolm Lowry's "Dark as the Grave wherein my Friend is Laid")
MacBook Air - Yosemite
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Monkey Man - Dev Patel
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Finally, one from the list of "to watch" and in no ways did it disappoint.
You can download, watch online, find it in the theatre...
Any more information would be a spoiler. It's terrific.
5*.
You Can Call Me Bill: William Shatner
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When I was a kid I loved this.
I mean, it was the best, the concept - of "Going Boldly Where No Man Has Gone Before", the imagination, costumes, aliens. All of it. Well ahead of it's time.
Then I got a bit older, and still appreciated it, but also realized the rather simple good-nature quality of it's imaginings, the naivety, William Shatner's over the top performances, his portrayal of the best of our we would like to believe are the best of our qualities, and I slowly cottoned on to the fact that it was more than a little bit of bollocks.
Still...
And then there was the 'trekkies', those nerds that took it for far more than it was worth. And no one wanted to be seen with them...
And Shatner, his honest-to-goodness lack of self consciousness, his ability to sink his teeth into the most 2 dimensional role possible, lightly, lovingly even satirized in "Galaxy Quest", I mean, you get it, it was time for my tastes to move on, and it's even now still a guilty pleasure. Ahead of it's time, but...
Anyways. He's been the perfect everyman, completely himself, un-self-conscious, barreling on forward, turning what for many actors would have been a liability into a career, satirizing himself, he's carved and created a niche, become a loveable caricature of himself, and he's shown some growth, and gotten to know himself. And so I was a little pleased to see that they've made a movie
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKiW0yxfbSQ
And now, perhaps time to congratulate him on being himself, time has proven that it's been more than enough. And he's an inspiration for everyone that's ever been on their way and yet never arrived that sometimes that's all you gotta be...
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