Wednesday, June 28, 2006

He's A Great Big, Monkey Man!!!

Have you ever seen the evolution chart that has football at the bottom and soccer at the peak? What Happened here??

The French are not only snobbish but also regressing contrary to evolutionary theory.
(seriously though, this goal was totally dope. picture funny - goal dope)

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Contemplation Of The Most Inane Fruit On The Trees.....



Someday i'll make a movie about my life. I'll have Kyle Maclachlan play me. everything will start when i was 12. Time was nothing before then.

He can play the part like a cross between Twin Peaks and Blue Velvet. Small town boy makes good and goes to college, comes home for summer break, find's himself erotically charged over the alienation he feels while walking the streets at night, he meets a nice girl ("You're a neat girl.") and then freaks her out by becoming to involved with a lounge singer who's addicted to lithium ("What are you doing in my closet, Jeffrey Beaumont?"), goes back to college, takes too much acid, graduates and goes out to watch the streetlights change. Wonders why it takes so long for the light to switch back to green.

Finds another nice girl, buys a 12er of PBR ("Don't toast to my health, toast to my fuck!"), moves to the country to see about this logging camp they keep talking about, becomes hopelessly addicted to coffee and jelly donuts ("Fellas, don't drink that coffee! You'd never guess. There was a fish... *in* the percolator! Sorry...").

Finds another nice girl, convices her that she needs to get away from this town and moves to Colorado, finds several people who breathe nitrous like crack, marries Sandy Williams ("I can't figure out if you're a detective or a pervert."), has a psychotic departure that involves a midget and a lady in a blue velvet dress speaking backwards in a red velvet room ("I had a dream. In fact, it was on the night I met you. In the dream, there was our world, and the world was dark because there weren't any robins and the robins represented love. And for the longest time, there was this darkness. And all of a sudden, thousands of robins were set free and they flew down and brought this blinding light of love. And it seemed that love would make any difference, and it did. So, I guess it means that there is trouble until the robins come.").

We fade to black here for 30 seconds........Open back up to Robins on grape vines and he's looking out a window at night watching the lady across the street try to operate her sliding blinds without any sound, offers a suggestion by using his blinds and morse code, lady flips out and calls the police, he sends his dog over to work things out with her, it works and we come to find out that dogs really can't talk, they just know how to set a mood. ("Harry, I have no idea where this will lead us, but I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange.")

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