soakin' up some sun just me an' mah cat on a cot on a day with barely a breeze to bristle our whiskers lettin' the world go by me lookin' at him him lookin' at me both of us thinkin' we be two of da coolest cats around
While in search of an emergency men's room in the park I passed a crow just standing in the grass paying no real attention to me as I came within a few (crow's) feet of him and I thought for the first time that it might not be so bad to come back as a crow ya know or maybe a starling darling just hangin' out in the park scavenging for crumbs or popcorn people drop to supplement my usual grasshoppers, grubs, and worms and the occasional roadkill delicacy my motto would be Keep Calm And Carrion I mean what's so great about being human anyway as a lot of us really aren't anymore and I wouldn't have to go to school (that's why I wouldn't want to be a fish) wouldn't sing no sad songs 'bout some fickle chick who flew the coop cuz we would mate for life wouldn't have a buncha mouths to feed for 18 years cuz when they get their wings they gonna fly (bye) yeah it might not be so bad hangin round the supermarket parking lot and givin y'all the evil eye and I wouldn't worry 'bout shit but you would as I glide indigo through the sky like a stealth bomber silent but deadly ready to drop its payload right on toppa yo wittle head
Come dance with me and we shall be like dominoes connecting the dots to make a pretty picture No ordinary gal a femme fatale raising eyebrows across the west (get here...we'll do the rest) you'll be my Charlotte Gainsbourg I'll be your Lars Von Trier directing you to new heights of abasement and though you're not Victoria you'll be my dirty little secret and sign my binding resolution with you hands behind your back I know we can get it started but can we keep it going no matter which way the wind is blowing imagination is the key you may have a better one than me of this we shall see and come that day you dance with me we'll do it vertically and horizontally scoring when we connect end to end (hey, that's how the game is played) So tumble for me and I'll tumble for you as dominoes forever falling toppling into one another merging and melting black and white dissolving into fifty shades of grey
When I turn back around I catch you staring at me like you're trying to see right through me like there's something you're looking for that I'm not showing but damned if I know what that would be trust me there is nothing so move along please nothing to see here nothing to see at all
I was flipping around and landed on one of the Spanish channels and suddenly thought of you and wondered what you'd be doing about now and wondering how your life turned out minus me I didn't really know who you were when you left that message at the station you wanted to meet me that was how you operated call and schedule an audience I didn't know your songs were on the radio or that you would sing your national anthem the night George Foreman fought that Puerto Rican kid for the title in Tokyo I came over to your place ( cuz took requests whenever possible) and you made your grand entrance I knew you were disappointed cuz I didn't dress up and acted disinterested you drove me to the hotel and I knew I had some balls just asking you to do it Your roommate became the intermediary after that and she said well, you are who you are and she likes to go to the fancy clubs and she's wondering would you really be comfortable with that? The last time I saw you was at the beach you came up and gave me a hug and I went on with my stinkin' life You married one of your own naturally with little ones and that whole trip and hell don't know why guess it's just that it's 30 minutes till the new year and those bikini waxed babes are shakin' and grinding their asses up on the screen would Dick Clark approve? (oh well, he's dead) I used to think that was something but now it just grosses me out we both came from a time and a place when women had more class and a lot more grace I checked you out on YouTube and yes you're still a beauty though age begins to take its toll and the glitter wears off and so I'm wondering did your fame bring you happiness you know cuz it all ends up in the same place in the end and maybe you're thinking it too sitting here 30 minutes till the new year recalling that old Peggy Lee song Is That All There Is?
Rated: R withrealtoads.blogspot.com STARS: Seth Rogen, James Franco, Randall Park, Lizzy Caplan DIRECTOR: Evan Goldberg, Seth Rogen GENRE: Action-Comedy It's ten minutes past the scheduled show time, and the screen is still dark. A theater employee walks down the aisle to make an announcement. Sorry, folks...we're having a little problem...we have to restart the projector...I DON'T THINK IT'S A HACK...thanks for your patience. Such is the movie going experience in the days of free speech in America under attack from piss-ant dictatorships across the sea. (Just when we had our hands full with home-grown assaults under the guise of political correctness.) The film started shortly thereafter, with Seth Rogen and co-director Evan Goldberg--in a tacked on segment at the beginning--saying "If you are watching this, then you're a g-damned phucking American hero!" I can't remember when I've felt so patriotic. I'd heard that The Interview had opened to mixed reviews on Christmas day, but I gotta tell ya I was pleasantly surprised at how good and wickedly funny this movie is! Dave Skylark (Franco) and Aaron Rapoport (Rogen) host a cable TV show called Skylark Tonight . It happens that North Korean dictator Kim Jong-Un, whose job title is Supreme Leader Who Doesn't Pee Or Poo, is a fan of the show. (We know that the real Kim is an avid film buff and consumer of American movies, so thus far the plot isn't too far-fetched). Dave and Aaron get invited to Pyongyang to conduct and interview with Kim, which is supposed to be a soft ball affair where he gets a chance to plead his case to the west. (Dennis Rodman set the precedent here, so again, not terribly far-fetched.) Kim's not a bad guy at all (despite the labor camps, malnourished citizenry, and total suppression of human rights.) When a sexy CiA agent (Lizzy Caplan) learns of the upcoming trip, she sees an opportunity to get rid of one of the world's most ruthless strongmen. She convinces the boys that it's their duty to take him out, which is to be accomplished by way of a poison to be administered through a handshake. From here on, everything in The Interview IS far-fetched, and so raunchy and over-the-top hilarious that I suddenly envisioned the president and Michelle viewing it (which they're bound to do, just so they really know what all the fuss is about), and hoping they didn't make the mistake of allowing the girls to see it! Randall Park can't quite nail down the physical presence of Kim--he doesn't have that baby-faced manchild look of the real guy--but beyond that he gives a winning performance as a Jekyll and Hyde manipulator who charms the pants off our heroes initially, then reveals his true nature when crunch time arrives. And there's this hot Korean army chick whose real name is Diana Bang. How perfect is that? Grade: B +
I went, grousing and grumbling, to see The Inteview – assuming it would be utter fluff and one dumb movie per year is my quota. I was wrong. As silly as the premise is, it made me giggle from start to finish. As Tim was imagining the Obama Family watching this fart-friendly film, I kept imagining the real Kim Jong Un watching it. Not known for his self-deprecating sense of humor, North Korea's Chief of State would be highly insulted. (He might even nuke us for such insolence.)
Be that as it may, I must say I was seriously impressed by James Franco's portrayal of Dave Skylark, a seemingly superficial TV talk show host. Having seen Franco in 127 Hours (for which he received a Best Actor nomination in 2011), I knew he had acting chops. What I didn't know was how funny he could be. And believably funny, too. Not all leading men types can make that switch. So Bravo, Signor Franco!
As for Seth Rogen? He directed, wrote and produced this opus. And that's nothing to sneeze at. Of course, I have a special affinity for the lad since he grew up in a city that I lived in (and loved) for over 17 years: Vancouver, BC. The Interview is not going to appeal to everyone but I heard on the news that on its first weekend playing in theaters, it was the highest grossing film in China's history.
Passel of powder blue dressed to kill I'll be right up in your grill like a George Foreman punch now you're out to lunch don't worry it was preordained without your express written consent Tooling around we took a wrong turn and BINGO there's Johnny Sideline! OH...can we get your autograph, puleeeze? He says, Why? I'm Johnny Sideline after all. But we are proud athletic supporters and we never forget our jocks. And winning isn't everything unless you're a loser boozer midnight cruiser... Now we're off to name a star hang out in a bar and Father Time that two-headed douche bag I recalled him from Salisbury now look what he's done. All he knows is to go with the flow on a warm Summer's Eve but you're a little too January for me now so get stuffed, man cuz I've made it my mission to help all those with chronic constipation across the Raider Nation
Oh, silly, silly boy it's eminently clear that you're trying to write your way to Love but ah... it looks to be working now Pain recedes into the distance And all I need from you at the moment is to borrow that smile