Your Boring Saturday Night

Futureworld sounds a lot better than The Reivers.

Speaking of Peter Fonda, Chris, have you ever seen or heard the Bruce Langhorne soundtrack of The Hired Hand?

Maybe I should start reading one of these books I got a hold of today- the new Ken Bruen or an old Domenic Stansberry featuring a baseball theme.

i just got off work

i have to be back at work in 6 hours so i am going to bed

how is that for a saturday night

but at least i am having a beer

listening to stars of the lid "and their refinement of the decline"

it works

oh and apparently i got some liberal arts honors award. which is cool.

this ghostwriting project really sucks ass.

Are you one of those LLILAS scholars, HOOS?

stars of the lid "and their refinement of the decline"

V. good album. Best in cold weather, tho (Coral Gables is a balmy 72 F).

Maybe you should accept some piecework from TapeStore, HOOS.

Maybe I should read this other book I have here which is a crime story with a SoCal music backdrop, Beach Boys and Manson, Little Nancy Sinatra and Bobby Fuller, called The Dead Circus, by John Kaye.

Futureworld sounds a lot better than The Reivers.

The Reivers isn't that bad but I'd rather just read Faulkner.

Speaking of Peter Fonda, Chris, have you ever seen or heard the Bruce Langhorne soundtrack of The Hired Hand?

I've got a copy of it. Great stuff and the Jeweled Antler-plays-Paris-Texas comparison is pretty spot on.

The Star Chamber is on Fox Movie Channel in 45 minutes if anyone needs some conspiracy/paranoia.

All right, I went a found a Dos Equis. I always thought they should come out with a more macho version called Equis I Griega.

Are you one of those LLILAS scholars, HOOS?

-- James Redd and the Blecchs, Sunday, March 30, 2008 5:34 AM

i have no idea what that means, so probably not.

Some Latin American studies thing.

One, Two, Three has been playing on WNET all this time. Horst Buchholz was just awakened by an Uncle Sam cuckoo clock.

Take it easy, kid, or you'll wind up in the People's Emergency Hospital!

We're going to turn this crumb-bum into a perfect son-in-law, and we've got three hours to do it.

C.R. MacNamara: Cigarette? Cigar?
Peripetchikoff: Here, take one of these.
C.R. Macnamara: Thanks. Hm, 'Made in Havana'.
Peripetchikoff: We have trade agreement with Cuba. They send us cigars, we send them rockets.
C.R. Macnamara: Good thinking.
C.R. MacNamara: You know something? You guys got cheated. This is a pretty crummy cigar.
Peripetchikoff: Do not worry. We send them pretty crummy rockets.

Meanwhile, over in Futureworld (which doesn't really have a lot of Future in it) Peter Fonda just materialized three ineffective robot samurai

Mrs. MacNamara: Maybe after sixteen years, every marriage gets a little stale, like a leftover glass of beer.
C.R. MacNamara: Look, Phyllis, can't we discuss this problem without bringing up a rival beverage?

The posters for this though are FANTASTIC

http://www.ukquad.com/futureworld.jpg

http://www.ukquad.com/2002.jpg

The girl in the second is posed like Peter's sister in the credit sequence of Barbarella.

HOOS, I forget, are you at UT Austin or down in San Marcos?

Always surprised when Red Buttons shows up in this. And then does a Cagney imo!

Yul Brynner finally showed up... In an amazingly ridiculous dream sequence

Now the robot Peter Fonda is chasing the real Peter Fonda

That's hilarious. The thing about Yul Brynner. And the other thing too.

Closing scene: real Peter Fonda and Blythe Danner pass themselves off as the robot versions of themselves - successfully talking their way past the Evil Scientist at the airport terminal. Just as they're about to step onto the shuttle to take them away from the *Worlds, the robot Danner (who we thought was killed earlier) shows up - muttering "they're the real ones!" Alarmed, E.S. looks down the hallway to the gates where the real P.F. is looking back. Fonda then flips off E.S. with the most spirited, widescreen, and intent flipping of the bird before running into the airplane. Disgruntled E.S. can do nothing more than pound his fists on the balcony.

Did it switch to widescreen because the credits were coming like in old days, or was it widescreen all along?

It was widescreen all the way through

liveblogging the movies...

Hal Ashby edited a lot of moviws.

My parents dragged me out of a Reivers re-release when the cathouse scene began.

My sister does not have any CAFFEINATED COFFEE in the house! off to the store.

I got drunk and played pool with my friend Jeff. I left about 1 am while he was still ordering drinks. Doesn't sound that boring does it? But he called me this morning after getting out of jail, so...

back in the hometown before law school or becoming a drifter. hhung out with one of the few girls left in town . feels too pathetic to try and bone her, but what do u do when ur a 20-something dude. next saturday wi ll see the old highsol crew. most of them work at best buy or applebyss and have never moved out of the hhhhhhhouse.

HOOS, I forget, are you at UT Austin or down in San Marcos?

-- James Redd and the Blecchs, Sunday, March 30, 2008 6:15 AM

san marcos

for school anyways

i live in austin

my boring saturday night was fun! my boring sunday night promises to be boring though. should i get beer?

in the spirit of 'i was sad because i had no shoes, until i met a man who had no feet,' spare a thought for burt's old highsol crew next saturday as they politely listen to the brownstone chronicles.

i got beer. full sail amber.

muscles sore from biking to derby smoked some weed ate $15 mac&cheese made some tea listened to some good records

girl never called?

i was not ready for another night out so i stayed in and watched a lot of hulu stuff and just opened a beer because i'm not ready for bed yet but i need to make myself tired so i can get up and be prouctive tomorrow.

it was a longshot, whatever. she initiated the sexytexting. Kinda hoping she calls me just before I get in bed

smooth

sleeping ain't so bad either. i opened too many windows and now my apartment is cold and i am awake

bad bar strategies, etc.

i mean, on my part. ah, saturday nite!

spent the afternoon in the west valley taking recon pictures for project; when the sun went down bf and i saw baby mama and had awesome deli at brent's. went home and fell asleep and i'm up now.

baby mama was so much better than i expected!

trying to play mario kart against random people in the world when the DVD player spookily turned itself on. they're both on the same scart input so i couldn't see the race. couldn't find tthe DVD remote (who plays DVDs these days anyway) and the player wouldn't turn off on the unit. power and scart connex are behind heavy telly. so sod it. watch PVRd stuff instead (that's on the other scart input)

mm, saturday night

wtf, restaurants in copenhagen close at 10pm, so i spent an hour walking around trying to find something with an open kitchen and ended up at a very mediocre sushi place and ended up spending like $40usd on green tea, miso soup, 4 pieces of sushi, 4 pieces of california roll. UGH.

Talked to best friend on the phone for an hour, got a burrito and fries across the street and watched Madonna's Truth or Dare. Not bad, actually.