Mad Movie Guy

Yet here I go, doing it anyways, this is the rantings of my cracked out neighbor, I was out smoking, well, opened the door and blew out, cause I didnt want to be seen, and I heard the weathered voice of a woman belting out some king of proclimation of some kind. So of course I had to take notes. She is not on the phone, she is alone, and she is in the middle of quite the speech, it had to be logged, so the people of the future have something to look back, and really wonder what the fuck kind of people were running around, and running the world.

I light a cigarette, and inhale deeply, listening to a commercial on the TV, and looking out into the few remaining moments of one of the last few days that try so hard to be a day, but next saturday will be ultimately defeated, by the brainchild of Benny Franklin, one of my favorite days of the year, Daylight Savings Time Day (Dont tell me you havent done your shopping yet, you last minute loving fools) anyways, I got off track, I was smoking, and I used a lighter to do it, on the commercial, they we talking about fire in some way, maybe the cali fires, I dont know, but it got me thinking about fire, and how, wait, I have to rewind, I think the commercial was more important, lemme check the dvr, ill be right back.

This morning, when I was staring into the mirror and talking to myself, doing my daily morning meeting where we argue about what we are going to do, and the overall life plan of action, I noticed something that amazed me, no not the rugged good looks, and the sexy beard with the three days growth, not the perfect bed head that would take hours to duplicate if you were trying to gain the effect, no, I noticed my new tattoo, and how unreal my artist is, and how ever time I go in there, I am blown away by the results, and it is always better once its done, than I had ever had imagined. Anywhoo afterwards I built a fire, and had my breakfast of champions, caught up on some of my weekly shows, and decided to hop over to the theater, to catch the 11:25 of Dan in Real Life.

You know saturdays, are the most adventurous days, the day where the most off the wall shit can happen, and its ok, cause you know you still have one more day to chill out. I mean, it was a random saturday just like today last fall, when I left my house to get a burger, and came back with a new tattoo. So honestly I feel, saturdays anything can happen. I felt the need to see the Darjeeling Limited around noon, I was running a few mins late, and in my apartment, I thought “I should pack my newest pack of cigs, cause I see myself having to pack it and hurry to smoke one more cig before the movie” I did not pack them at this time, thought I could make it, and be ok. Turns out, I was not, due to traffic, and hitting an inordinante amount of red lights. So I began to pack the smokes, while I drove, and had a flashback to the moment where I had thought about packing my smokes, then flashing forward to think about my actions, and how I would not get to fully smoke this cig before I got to the movies on time. Fucking out of hand man, had I known I was that mentally powerfull, I dunno what, I guess I do know I am that mentally powerfull.

First off all, that satanic cat from yesterday, hes up in a tree right now, just fuckin hanging out like a true beacon of the dark, waiting probably for me to come walking by so it can pounce on me and stick its rabies infected fangs into my neck, just for shits and giggles, well Im on to it now, so I wont be going by that tree today. Didnt get many DVD’s this week, but I spent a fair amount of money, and since I didnt really buy a lot of discs this week, I will go ahead and tell you about some other shit that I bought over the weekend. Not that anyone remotely gives a fuck, but hey, its fun for me, and for some of you so I guess here we go.