Here's a well kept secret (movie) that Amerika doesn't want you to know about: Wherein Bob Dylan plays a burned out folk singer hired to do a benefit concert in hopes of reuniting a nation split by civil war between the haves and havenots. The usual group of suspects include John Goodman, Jessica Lange, Penolope Cruz, Bruce Dern, Val Kilmer, etc., each playing characatures of the rolls they have made famous in other movies. The whole affair reeks of smarmy smelling cologne and too much hair gel. Leave it to Dylan to bring the this house of cards down upon itself. The soundtrack looks like a true winner with some great groups and artist covering your favorite Dylan songs, including some previously uncut. Got to see this one!
Had an accident today, rolled back and crushed someones front license plate cover which read "Thrugator." Don't know what that means. Damn I hate that...stupid, stupid, stupid me! Will probably cost me $25.
AC guy comes tonight. He'll have to replace the fan motor. It'll probably cost $2-300. Damn I hate that too. But this heat night after night is sucking Deb and I dry. We're exhausted. We just lay around in our underware and pant and drink cokes and suck on ice. Sweat dribbles down our faces, foreheads first then onto our noses, then dripping on our chest. Every once in a while one of us will sigh, wipe our faces and say "Damn!" The weather guys keep talking about low 80's for the weekend but each night the indoor thermometer says 88. The overhead fan is running at full speed in the living room, kicking up a warm humid breeze. The upstairs bed is warmer than the prevailing heat in the bedroom. Open windows mean nothing. No breezes. No rain. We wake up, it's finally cooled off, but by the time we shower, dress, and drink a hot cup of coffee, we're sweating again. We crank the air in the car for the hour long commute and for the first time since the afternoon before, we start to cool off. Summer in the South.
:: Tom 3:10 PM [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, September 03, 2003 ::
Wearing: Salmon button down short sleeve, gold & silver tie, pale green slacks...I don't know if it works or not!?!
Listening to: The return of white noise to my brain. I thought I was through with that.
Feeling: Like I have the flu or something.
The Air Conditioner went out at home on Labor Day. Deb and I have been trying to tough it out till the weather cooled off but I buckled under today and called the AC guy. He'll be out tomorrow. Hope it's not too expensive.
I feel so bad! All achy and stuff. Hope it's not West Nile! Man what a pain that would be. I just plain feel like shit right now. I'll check wid'ja tomorrow.
From the first installment of the FX suspence drama, 24, my wife and I have been intrigued by it's rapid pace, real time chronology. and weaving of characters and events into the subplots holding them together. However we could never figure out when its scheduled showing was and after missing the first five or six installments, we forgot about it. On Labor Day 2002, we were excited to find the FX Marathon of 24. We stayed glued to the tube all day and night. We were shocked when in hour 23 they shot and killed the lead character's wife. They tied up numerous loose ends, exposed the conspiritors and set up next season's plot with a cliffhanger twist in the last episode.
Guess our surprise and excitement when we learned that another 24 Marathon was planned this year on FX, all day Labor Day! Yep, Deb and I ate, drank, and made merry during this year's all day-all night plot of terrorist detonation a nuclear bomb over Los Angeles and Agent Jack Bauer's (Keifer Sullivan) efforts to find and dismantle devise. When that climax was resolved at hour 12:00 we were sent hurling into presidential politics, internal political betrayals and the value of loyalties, even mirroring current events. This FOX project is set to begin it's third season this week and I for one am a real fan. You'll know where to find me next Labor Day!
:: Tom 3:09 PM [+] ::
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