Movies....

..... once upon there was a movie called "The Frisco Kid".... it was an odd little movie that paired Harrison Ford with Gene Wilder and featured a wandering rabbi blabbing in Yiddish all the way across The Old West.....

.... now, in the Great Scheme of Things, that pairing would be bad enough on its own, but sadly the story-line didn't fare much better than the pairing...... anyway, I mention this only because I have an uncle that looks EXACTLY like Wilder's character in the movie...... same wild hair, same crazy eyes, same insane beard.... no decorative yarmulke though, but you get the point.... he sports a baseball cap instead....

..... I often imagine that most of my female aunts wish that more of my uncles looked more like Harrison Ford and less like Gene Wilder....

.... then again, nowadays the "Frisco Kid" is a rapper with songs like "Head Hurt" and "Look What Dem Done"........

.... good god, Gene...... what were you thinking?........ and Harrison?....... Jesus Christ.......... the whole scene ranks right up there with Bill Cosby starring in "Ghost Dad" on the scale of Bad Career Decisions........

..... and speaking of "ghosts", I have been seriously enjoying all of the paranormal television shows in the run-up to Halloween.... I can handle watching grown men wander around old houses in pitch dark all day long, but I'm still not happy about "The Walking Dead" being turned into a whole television SERIES..... good god, can you imagine?..... just the advertisements give me the heebie jeebies.....

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Pretty.....

..... well, boys & girls, the blogmeet is nearly upon us........ a week from tomorrow The Gathering will begin...... as for me?.... I am completely stoked......

..... I've been burning leaves for the past two days, and tomorrow promises much more preparation for everyone's arrival....... sure, it's November instead of October, but really?.... It'll be fun......

.....anyway, I woke up humming this song today and it has followed me all day long....... and it ALMOST made raking leaves bearable.......

... enjoy!....

.... oh, and I will be sending out the customary email tomorrow giving everyone the final details - and directions - to the compound here...... as it stands right now, it looks like we'll have about 17 folks...... if anyone else wants to come, just drop me an email.......

... apologies for the scary Jagger lips there on the first few frames of the video though........ hey, not my fault.....

.... what a great song........

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Windy....

... uh oh.... here comes the tornado, folks..... 25 miles south and heading up the valley...... battend down the hatches, McMinn County......

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Tension....

..... further to yesterday evening's post, here is what I was talking about....... THIS is Nicholson at his finest....... and in my view, by far the scariest scene in the whole movie...

.... 8 minutes well spent..... and as I said, no one does crazy like Nicholson....

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Whacked.....

... I watched the extended version of "The Shining" this evening, and wow.......

..... no one on EARTH does "crazy" like Jack Nicholson..... NO one....... the man is crazy incarnate..... and don't get me started on Madeleine Stowe..... good lord, I re-watched "The Last of the Mohicans" two days ago, and she was almost as cute as Daniel Day Lewis...... and her with Jack in "The Two Jakes"....... well, she was a very naughty girl.......... Daniel should have been so lucky.......

.... but also?..... no one on earth does "I'm scared shitless" like Shelley Duvall......... I swear, there is no one who looks as terrified as she does in that movie...... kudos for her beating Jack in the head with that baseball bat on the stairway though........ that was inspiring......

... I mean, just look at this....

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.... I swear, this whole desensitizing myself of scary shit by watching scary movies seriously isn't working.......

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Mountains....

.... as seen on my drive into town this afternoon....

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.... right on the edge of the mountains.....

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Brute.....

..... I spent the majority of the afternoon piloting The Missus' vehicle around the hinterlands of the surrounding counties, and all I can say is 'wow'......

.... lookit.... my Blanche is a sexy beast - for sure - but she is refined, delicate, and sensitive..... she's responsive, pert, lively, and powerful - but above all, she is sophisticated..... that's just Audi's nature....... and a topless Cabriolet with a 2 liter turbo is more than a handful....

.... I've been inside her when she has tamed Mustangs, passed Corvettes, and whipped around mountain curves that would make a Charger cringe...... she is what she is, and I love driving her...... she is GOOD at what she does......

.... but the car The Missus drives?...... good god...... 5 liter V-8, straight-shift Cadillac..... 400 horsepower of muscle.....

... she named him Cary - after Cary Grant - but he definitely isn't a Cary Grant type, if you ask me...... Grant equals Style in my mind, and her car?..... no.... he's angular, low-slung, muscular, and deeply, deeply angry.... kinda like Mickey Rourke after he'd slung off his 'Wild Orchid' aura and opted for the bloated, scarred, muscleman character in 'The Wrestler'......

... her car - a V Series Caddy - is visceral....

... it screams.... it moans.... it roars.... and it flings you from seat to shifter at every high-speed turn..... it bends you, twists you, and pins you to the seat like a amorous rhinoceros who has A Thing for a gazelle.... with cheap leather seats, plastic dashboard, rubberized buttons, it is almost as if it were designed to have its passengers puke from the g-forces it exerts...... it sits in the parking lot and idles with the menace of a growling linebacker.... just waiting for the cheerleader driver to assume the position behind the wheel........

... so, yeah...... I spent today behind the wheel of WAY too much car...... and I missed my poor Blanche horribly the entire time......

.... still, it was interesting to watch hammerheads snap cell phone pics of me while I waited at Cleveland traffic lights..... only to hear me double-clutch, grind, and jam Gary from 1st to 3rd to 5th in the most haphazard of ways....

.... six gears in a Cadillac are just too many........ at least for me.....

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Dancing.....

..... woke up this beautiful autumn morning with Ray Charles on loopback inside my noggin..... the sad, sad truth of the matter is that on days like this when I am filled with inner-groovieness, it'd sure be nice if I knew how to dance....

.... birthday cake tonight - my favorite..... pineapple upside down cake.....

.... so, how y'all been?....

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Burying....

...... [sitting under an oak with Charles Ryder] "Just the place to bury a crock of gold. I should like to bury something precious, in every place I've been happy. And then when I was old, and ugly and miserable, I could come back, and dig it up, and remember. " Sebastian, Brideshead Revisited

.... an interesting idea, no?....

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