Breakfast...

.... I was lured once again last night.... Hey, it was unavoidable... plied with strong drink, I was stealthily stalked.... and when I finally was bagged, I was forced happily sat through yet another familial viewing of "Four Weddings and a Funeral"...

... damnation... if I ever meet Hugh Grant in person I'm going to pop him with the hardest Glasgow Kiss ever delivered... word, people... it'll be on...

... anyway, as it came to pass, halfway through the flick the Missus tables a question... "Babe... which of the morbidly self-absorbed and inane characters in this movie is most like you?"...

... I could smell a trap... and I baulked... ever the cautious creature that I am...

.... "oh, I don't know... which do you think?".. said I whilst sipping my Scotch.....

... "well, sometimes you are like the jovial fat guy who has Oscar Wilde's fax number.... loud and over the top... but most of the time you are more like his boyfriend.... the one played by John Hannah... the quiet guy... always around... but not overpowering... caring... sentimental"...

... "whew... thank Jeebus (yes, I say Jeebus out loud) you don't see me like that dweeb who choked on his tongue every time Andie MacDowell walked into the room... " ....

... "no... no... you have your moments, but you really aren't that spastic.... Sometimes you are even like Tom... always hopeful... always bumping into things... figuratively and literally... but still well-meaning and happy " ...

.. "hmmm... interesting... so whom do you see reflecting you?"....

... "... good question.... good question... fetch me another glass of wine, Tom, and we'll figure it out... "

.... You know... as much as I hate to admit it, this is a sign that the end of American Society is near... see, when we begin communicating with - and psychoanalyzing - our mates and peers by using a cheesy Hugh Grant vehicle as our moral/spiritual/societal vantage point.... well, it's all downhill from there....

... but goodness, what a little smoking hottie Scarlett was....

... but I digress.... and as with most things, I have no point.... so I'm off to have breakfast with Laughing Wolf.... you know, as you do....

... y'all have a nice Sunday...

by Eric on July 23, 2006 | Bullshit (3) | TrackBack (0) | Ummm, Ok....
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That's one of my favorite movies, but not because of Hugh Grant. He does nothing for me. I love all the characters and how completely whack they are. My two favorite characters are the two men and I love the funeral scene.

For some reason I used to get a kick out of the fact they said fuck something like 20 times in the first minute of the movie.

Bullshitted by Bou on July 23, 2006 08:52 AM

I can't believe it, but I've never seen that movie. It's one of those ones I've always been "meaning to see" but never seem to get to it. It's a oh yeah that's on TBS later but I usually tune in 1/2 way or 3/4 way through and think there's no point in starting there.

Bullshitted by Lisa W. on July 23, 2006 10:04 AM

Another movie that I haven't seen... I'll stick to musicals.

Bullshitted by t1g on July 23, 2006 12:55 PM