August 6, 2010

Free as hell

While browsing in a local used book shop with my friend Elliot, I happened upon a collection of Ed Burns screenplays and laughed out loud. The owner overheard me, asked to see the book I was making fun of, and promptly put it out on the street with the note you see attached.

It's called The Atlantic Bookshop, and I recommend you check it out, because you are guaranteed not to find any Ed Burns related literature there.

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April 27, 2005

Stop me before I get too deep

One time in high school I had a dream that Al Bundy didn't return a library book, so they took him to this remote hill and forced him to drink mouthwash as punishment. When he got back home, his family asked how he felt.

"Minty fresh," he replied.

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April 1, 2005

An old woman offered me a seat on the subway this morning

Do I look that bad?

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February 8, 2005

I found a watermelon seed in my shower

That is fucking crazy.

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November 11, 2004

My dream

Last night I had a dream that I was taking a test that I hadn't studied for. And get this - I was in my underwear! Good god, my subconscious is trite.

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September 30, 2004

Consider this party crashed

What do you do when someone emails you inviting you to take a private jet to DC to watch the American premiere of a documentary on the life of young John Kerry. Well, in my case, I sent an email to work, told them to sit on it, and I'd show up when I felt like it, and took a car out to Laguardia.

I took the trip with people who had worked on the movie and the people who had financed the movie. You could tell the which was which by how nice their suits were. (You could tell the party crashers like me by the fact that we showed up in what we slept in the night before.)

The trip itself was uneventful. After the short plane ride, we got on a bus and were taken within a block of the White House, which I wanted to grab a snapshot of with the disposable camera I had bought at the airport, but alas, I never saw it. I did see the Washington Monument though, which has two red lights at the top that make it look like a giant robot.

The reception: Plenty of free booze and free food which, as you might imagine, I took full advantage of. The waiters looked at me and in an instant, knew I was 'that guy.'

The movie: I could go into the movie in great detail, and I might at a later date, but I'll say this. The movie is fairly reserved, in that it doesn't discuss anything after the early seventies, and Kerry himself is almost (almost) a supporting player. It's primarily a movie about Vietnam, and the veterans who came back to the US trying to stop the war from continuing, Kerry being one of the more visible figures in the movement.

In the archival footage, Kerry is very articulate and firm in his beliefs. The purpose of the movie, of course, is to make you like Kerry, and at the very least, make a comparison between Iraq and Vietnam, although it's careful never to say that explicitly. And frankly, it's effective. Young Kerry is very likeable.

Now, anyone who knows me knows that I try to keep my nose out of politics, so I'll avoid making a fool of myself by trying to compare young Kerry to modern day Kerry, I'll let you make the comparison for yourself when the movie comes out.

The movie was followed by a panel discussion of a handful of newsmen. All of whom pretty much agreed with each other. Yawn. If I have to listen to one more political conversation where everyone agrees with everyone else, I don't know what I'm going to do. But that's a whole different story.

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