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I've been lullabyed in a foreign language and I didn't know what she was singing but it was nice. If I sang you something from Tom Jones' catalogue, would you throw your panties at me?

I had a SO who really dug wrestling - for real - holds, locks, throwing each other around, she was pretty good - interesting girl, and definitely not a tomboy. Anyway, I'd go out there and check out the operation, talk to the coach or coaches, and get their recommendations.

We're they jumping "Units?"

(obscure baseball "humor") Let me know when Randy Johnson guest stars.

I've always thought, "Unintelligible" was a good name. How about "The Dropouts?" Sound familiar?

Human blood. (just kidding) Coffee it is!

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QuoteTell us about your senior year in high school... if you can remember that far back! Year : 1980-81 1. Who was your best friend? Carole, George, Joe, Tina, Penny, John, Slim, Julia, James - we were kind of a gang. 2. What sports did you play? Shot archery and played Frisbee 3. What kind of car did you drive? Green, ragtop, 1972 Volkswagon Kharman Gia 4. It's Friday night, where were you? Movies/Bar/Party 5. Were you a party animal? Not really - I did my share but it wasn't how I defined myself. 6. Were you in the "In Crowd"? Amongst my crowd, yeah, but there were other crowds I wasn't in which might have been more In. 7. Ever skip school? Once - when the first shuttle was coming back in we bolted, went to a friends apartment, bought a shitload of beer, ordered pizza, and took it all in. 8. Ever smoke? My High School had an offical "smoking area" for students - you could smoke in broad daylight in the middle of the commons. I bought a pack just to "try it out" but when the pack was done, I didn't smoke at all until my final year of college. 9. Were you a nerd? In a hippie, german club, theater tech sense - bigtime. 10. Did you get suspended/expelled? Junior high school taught me to cover my tracks and my ass - nope. 11. Can you sing the Alma Mater? school song? I think I heard it once. No. 12. Who was your favorite teacher? Mildred Lyles - she was in her 70's, wore wranglers, boots, and cowboy shirts, had a short haircut, would show slides of her and her partner visiting the Isle of Lesbos (no shit) when we were studying greek literature - she taught Advanced English - which was really just, pretty much, 2nd year college British Lit with some classics. She was an excellent teacher and a lot of fun. 13. Favorite class? RTV - did a lunchtime newscast every day. 14. What was your schools full name? Bellaire Senior High School 15. School mascot? Cardinal (bird). We had an underground newspaper called, "The Cardinal Virtue." 16. Did you go to Prom? A band I loved was playing that night - we blew off prom. 17. If you could go back and do it over, would you? Best not - there were some teachers there who didn't deserve a 2nd chance - might get ugly. 18. What do you remember most about graduation? Being totally naked under my cap and gown. 19. Favorite memories of your Senior Year? Roadtripping to a TAGS (Texas Association of German Students) soiree up near Dallas and remaining pretty hammered the entire time. 20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall? If we had one I never knew about it. 21. Did you have a job your senior year? Several - waited in an Italian restaurant, production assistant at the local PBS station, and darkroom technician for a commerical art sudio. 22. Who did you date? Carole 23. Where did you go most often for lunch? Taco Bell 24. Have you gained weight since then? I'm maybe 10 lbs heavier. 25. What did you do after graduation? Roadtripped with a highschool buddy into northern Oklahoma and took part in this huge "battle" with medieval recreationists. Got eaten up by chiggers.

Not sure who would be best for what part, but I'm a bangup (so to speak) casting director for female talent. Also - you should call this epic, "Drug-Crazed Lesbian Boot-Fuckers." Visualize it on the marquee - it's a no-brainer.

Oh, c'mon John - Have you seen any of these Homosexual, Trans-sexual, Pimp, and America-hating flims? I haven't so maybe I'm talking out of my hat. I predicted that whichever won or lost, the "Out of Touch" mantra would be resplendant. The truth is, unless you're a film-maker or otherwise in the industry angling for awards or a member of the academy, the awards have always been irrelevant. Unless the academy somehow provides some sort of personal vindication towards your own personal preferences - in other words, that they agree with you. Perspective - film is an art-form - and nothing more. There was a school of thought that the impressionists were out of touch but this is not to say that such art was without merit. Van Gough couldn't sell shit but (to me) some of his stuff is absolutely beautiful, though I prefer Rembrandt, Caravaggio, Holbein, and others because I get off on realism. Similar angst has been expressed over music as well. Jazz into Big Band into Blues, R&B, Doo-Wop, Rock to Rap, with a little country and bluegrass on the side? Pick your poison. There's always been some that prefer something else than what others might prefer. Remember "The Last Temptation of Christ?" Beautiful film in my opinion. There were some who hated it. Remember "The Passion of the Christ?" Another beautiful film. There were also some who hated it. The point is, those (and the camps they might or might not be a part of) that like or dislike the film does not change the film. It is its own entity and it will stand or fall on what it is - specifically on what it is to the individual - not upon what it might represent to society at large. Just my opinion - that's all. So basically - it all depends on what political statement the acadamy wants to present or promote that makes a film worthy of an oscar as opposed to actual quality or talent. makes sense - in a hollywierd kind of way. Quite the opposite - Where is the incipient politics permeating the academy which, within a few years of each other, awards excellence to a murder-thriller-horror film concerning a disturbing cannibal serial killer and later to a period comedy love story which whimsically imagines the genesis of a play by William Shakespeare? I'm not a member of the academy but I give them the benefit of the doubt in terms of selection which is based on what they believe to be excellence - it's their organization, afterall. Doesn't mean that I accept or agree with their take but I don't begrudge them their opinion. A lot of people look for subtext - what is the academy "saying?" Or sillier, what is the academy promoting because movie X might concern subject Y, starring actor Z. The academy is not a complete cross-section of the movie going world but a group of people involved in movies - and they are individuals. There is certainly a segment of the public which has determined that these subjective decisions, expecially when they don't agree with their own preferences, are determined by something other than excellence. It fell out some way because of something which the trying to be "said." The reality is, the movie is saying something - it's telling a story - and not just what it says, but how it is said factors into how the awards fall out. Further, the academy ~is~ trying to say something - simply, they are saying when they award an award regarding whichever aspect of whichever movie, that this aspect is worthy of their award for excellence. I think people who gnash their teeth over how things fall out at the Oscars should get a clue and watch the People's Choice Awards or something - maybe then they will get to see awards awarded which strokes their own sensibilities. This is an over-simplification but I think it's kinda apt - Some sunsents are prettier than others - you can't change 'em, and there's always another one coming up to consider. As nice or as non-descript a sunset might be, God or physics isn't trying to impart some political undertone because the light is glowing a certain way and how silly is an idea that individuals who get together to award the best sunset of the year is trying to work some political undertone because they liked one glow at dusk over another. But even if God, physics, or the sunset-raters were trying to work some political angle, this doesn't change a bit how the sunset is viewed by anyone else.

For me it depends on the interest - I went and saw Das Boot in the theater when it came out. And Kagemusha, Ran, and Wings of Desire, but movie selection for me isn't pushed one way or the other because it might be from somewhere else.

40-50 years old I remember... The cool stuff: The Beatles Hippie chicks Gemini launches Apollo launches July 20th, 1969 My "Sky-Raider" kite Laugh-In Muhammed Ali SlipNslides "Verti-birds" The Mothers of Invention Water-Rockets Sgt. Rock & Haunted Tank comic books Clutch Cargo (with Spinner & Paddlefoot) Iggy Pop & the advent of punk Sesame Street Speed Racer Godzilla & Raymond Burr together in one picture Seeing: Lawrence of Arabia, Doctor Zhivago, How the West Was Won, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, & 2001-A Space Odyssey in the movie theater - my parents are the coolest! I try to forget the bad stuff - there was a lot of that, too.

Tell 'em you were a punk before they were a punk and then sick the ski-patrol on their dumb asses.

A vibrator - I'd likely be getting more action. Wait, I've been called both a dick and a tool so maybe I'm already am!

It was initially a concern when I got 'em but I upon inspection I noticed their palms were already hairy so, damage done, live and let live.

Got to the 711, grab a case of beer, run for the door, and keep on running. Well, maybe not - but it will make the running more interesting.

Get them a Michael Jackson Cd - Bwahahahaha Don't get them "Thriller." It's actually badass.

Just so we're all perfectly clear, are these negative reviews based on: A) Your cinemagraphic judgements of the directing, lighting, acting, and set design B) or are we all engaging in a little barely-obscured gaybashing again? Well Suzie, I really don't care how sensitive you are. As I said: I fail to see how a movie about two rednecks fucking each other in the ass is noteworthy. What if they were just blowing each other. That all right?

How did it actually end? I haven't seen it but near as I can tell from what I read about it, it's a love story - and love is part of the human condition - which is fair because humans make movies. It's noteworthy because it involves a couple of dudes supposedly in love and some organization which awards movies and the people who make them recognized it as possibly award-worthy, and in this day and age such awards and representations, even fictional representations, are in some cirlces very politically incorrect - nevermind that shit like this actually does happen. It's not like dudes cornholing each other as a concept has never been imagined before. On that note, it could be said Private Ryan was about war as entertainment (it's much more than that btw), or Ben Hur and the Ten Commandments or even The Passion of the Christ was about some uppity Jews. What makes those three movies so noteworthy? Just be honest and admit that fictional characters possibly cornholing each other freaks you out.

Call it what you will - sometimes they flood the cabin.

Oh, c'mon John - Have you seen any of these Homosexual, Trans-sexual, Pimp, and America-hating flims? I haven't so maybe I'm talking out of my hat. I predicted that whichever won or lost, the "Out of Touch" mantra would be resplendant. The truth is, unless you're a film-maker or otherwise in the industry angling for awards or a member of the academy, the awards have always been irrelevant. Unless the academy somehow provides some sort of personal vindication towards your own personal preferences - in other words, that they agree with you. Perspective - film is an art-form - and nothing more. There was a school of thought that the impressionists were out of touch but this is not to say that such art was without merit. Van Gough couldn't sell shit but (to me) some of his stuff is absolutely beautiful, though I prefer Rembrandt, Caravaggio, Holbein, and others because I get off on realism. Similar angst has been expressed over music as well. Jazz into Big Band into Blues, R&B, Doo-Wop, Rock to Rap, with a little country and bluegrass on the side? Pick your poison. There's always been some that prefer something else than what others might prefer. Remember "The Last Temptation of Christ?" Beautiful film in my opinion. There were some who hated it. Remember "The Passion of the Christ?" Another beautiful film. There were also some who hated it. The point is, those (and the camps they might or might not be a part of) that like or dislike the film does not change the film. It is its own entity and it will stand or fall on what it is - specifically on what it is to the individual - not upon what it might represent to society at large. Just my opinion - that's all.

Well, you're one up on me. I figured it was just a love story. Where'd they screw up? I review would be cool.

And Jaws, as another example. Many others of the genres have been nominated - not the majority, of course but I doubt (I don't really know) the majority of films ever made were of the genre. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, 6th Sense, Clockwork Orange, Psycho were all nominated. No point really beyond the idea of the Academy having this blanket attitude or preconception that horror films are not worthy of recognition - there are exceptions. I think what it comes down to is, no one really has a clue about what specifically the Academy respects or disrespects - the same contention could be made for comedies. Inferences can be made, sure. Based on all the hype that was going on about Brokeback Mountain, there were certainly inferences that the Academy just had to be gunning for that film but I think many people's expectations as to how well the film would do at the awards had more to do with the political bullshit surrounding the film as opposed to its subjective artistic merit, which affects individuals individually. Sometimes I make a point to remind myself, they're only movies.

Poot without the mess, dear. The look you're seeing? Fuck - you can close your eyes. Now, if I really had induced vomit via flatulance, I think I'd be laughing my head off at the time and probably apologetic on the ground.

Silence of the Lambs?