it was shocking, but I was not completely disappointed by The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy... I was amazed more by the fact that I was not disappointed than by the film itself, but still, it's a good feeling overall... the "for Douglas" immediately after the film was one of the best parts, for me... I don't think he's rolling over in his grave any more than usual today... go see for yourself (and if you've seen it, you can read the review I might have written if I was to write a review right here...

sometimes I feel quite completely distracted... this was a weekend much like all the weekends of late, except this weekend was a holiday, a personal holiday on my personal calendar and the TV never went off and there were videos rented put on and I watched I Robot twice and I watched Sleeper (there's an option for you, aye?) and of course, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy at the theatre and then today the TV woke me and there was something I don't remember and then Coneheads and Envy and more and more and we finally checked out the local Greek restaurant that's family operated and only open on weekends and except for the real outdoor atmosphere that a few flying bugs on our table provided, it was ok including interactive belly dancers that had dollars tossed at them and ok food and every time I sat here to write a something popped up to distract me more and more...

the perils of roommates...

but then, if I wanted to live alone I would... and if I wanted to avoid all distractions I'd have put the big green chair in the bedroom and focus more... I just wish the remote was within reach when everybody leaves the living room for a while...

so now music is back on and the headphones try to drown out the TV (but it's so loud... some movie called Path To War... ninety nine times out of a hundred, if a movie has "War" in it's title, I don't want to see it... politics, religion, war, locker rooms - all the same to me and I'm not interested...

fine way to open an entry, huh?

maybe it's the music I am not in the mood for... Bob Marley's Survival... sometimes I just want to pull the curtains around my head and share some fantasies... know what I mean?... I applaud and love Bob Marley (and Harry Chapin and Jackson Browne and Pete Seeger and Woody Guthrie and many others) for what they do with music and how they gave so much of their lives to social causes... I've marched in many marches and rallied at many rallies and cheered at many concerts and sang about blood and injustice and cruelty and greed and lies and deciets and corruption and stupidity and I've screamed out for action... but sometimes... I just want to pull the curtain around my head...

ya man...

did you ever look at history and ask if there was ever a war that came at a good time?... or how about asking... was there ever a war that came when there wasn't extra taxes to spend?... the rich must have a way of justifying not giving tax money back to the poor, after all...

sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll...

is it all so different from sex, drugs, and war?...

yeah, a big little bit...

boys will be boys...

but then, the world is not the way it is because of old cliches or clever quips, the world is the way it is because enough poor (or struggling middle class, that mythic silent majority) do not care enough to do something to change things...

can I close the curtain again now?... Lou Reed says life isn't what it seems... I'm forever drifting into dreams... all I want to do is love you... all I ever want to do... just not the proper thing, to always be drifting into dreams...

sometimes I feel... and sometimes I know... and the child say he can smell hypocrisy from a million miles away... and this planet stinks, but maybe it's just pollution...

and yes he wants love, yes ego loves the mass adoration, but it's not enough because ultimately it's just that I want the right person to fall in love with me...

who is making music?... huh?...

I'd like to take a few years off and travel the world, but I wasnted millions in the nineties and my karma says I should work hard and often now... I wish someone with a lot of money would have a long talk with my karma (so I can sneak away while it's distracted)...

he lost the rat race because he did not like rats...

but this was supposed to be a holiday, a personal holiday, a million person march in my head to the promised land in my heart... when I was young, and you were young, we used to laugh while others used to play... don't you remember?... does anyone remember?... is there not enough quiet desperation in my tone to jar the recollection?... when love was new and hearts were true and pain was possible, when loss was the last thought on the mind... falling in love for the very first time... a cause for celebration... so if you'll excuse me I'll just pull the curtain for a while and throw a party in my mind... you'll have to know the secret password to join me, but either way, there's something you can do... wait, I'll look for the instructions...

ok, so here are your instructions:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the sentence in your weblog journal or website along with these instructions
5. Don't search around for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually closest to you.

I'll repost this one day when I have a book within reach... it's obviously time to clean up around here... anyway, since you're already accustomed to following instructions (or maybe cuz you don't like to), maybe you'll be interested in this info (and thanks lobsterchick for providing it)... I signed... censorship is a direct subversion of the intent of the constitution and I, for one, believe in freedom...

you do not have to justify yourself to me, but if you do not know this, you will probably try to just the same...

stand up and fly on your own, for you have beautiful wings and they are most beautiful when they are in use for some good purpose, like carrying you toward your dreams... sure you can stop and give a sad soul a lift, for those who forget how to fly are sad, but that doesn't mean they don't need to get where they are going... just don't get too distracted focusing on others, for we all have so many needs and it would be too easy to forget your responsibility to yourself by feeling too responsible for everyone else... and just in case you are to save the whole world one day, you had better start taking care of yourself all the more right this moment so you'll be at your best when that day comes...

will you fall in love with me now?

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