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"I've more or less been doing nothing to speak of. Today was a total loss, but maybe tomorrow. Basically nothing seems worth bothering with. "
That said ( courtesy of The Apathetic Online Journal Entry Generator
by Lore Fitzgerald Sjöberg http://tinyurl.com/8nfq) is happier-faced than yesterdays demoralizing War Lament, even though I still support the troops.
A couple years ago, I wrote an eloquent monograph on why invading Iraq was not a good idea. I wrote this original idea back at the time of the State of the Union speech before the invasion. I can't find it now, and I can't remember where or even exactly when I wrote it.
Now it is all bad, (no, there is no good news). The War in Iraq is so bad that the president said it's up to the next prez to figure out how to resolve it and the MSM ignored that. I guess it's so bad most people cannot deal with it.
I didn't even think about how good the invasion would be for Iran. The Iranians must have been so happy to see Saddam get battered, they couldn't get their agents across the border fast enough.
Oh, I forgot -- I have war jitters now. The Iranian and Palestinian moves have me planning on the the world to end on October 10, 2006. Have a good time. I'll see you all in the next world.
Friday April 7, I went to see a couple noir cops 'n' robbers flicks at the Egyptian and was surpised to see and hear James Ellroy guest hosting. He's a poet! It was the first night of a noir series so it was well-attended by weirdoes
The two movies were both set in mid-century Los Angeles (and Glendale) so it was quite interesting. The first movie CRIME WAVE was quite to my liking and the hosts were full of info as they did the commentary for the upcoming DVD release.
The next day, I went to Philippe's The Original, home of the French Dip Sandwich http://www.philippes.com/ had a turkey sandwich and a cup of coffee. (Actually, I had something new, I dropped some Philippe's hot mustard in my coffee mug! A Philippe's exclusive, I recommend it.) Eating at Philippe's put me back in mid-century L.A.
So then in 1998, I wrote another arcane tract in the style of the King James Old Testament for the miserable souls in alt.movies.monster. Now, it will read pretty esoteric to anyone not familiar with the personalities and issues of alt.movies.monster back in 1998. See, there was this clueless newbie named Alric (!) who suddenly started making absurd but psuedo-authorative posts about Japanese monster movies, a subject he clearly knew very little about.
Behold! Out came this post!
The BOOK OF ALRIC, commonly called another rant by OtiGoji
Chap. 1
1. Verily, verily I say unto thee I have met a stranger who brings a message of a multitude of transgressions to this fallen woman of a newsgroup. The stranger hath come down from the land of alt.movies.kubrick and he looked
about the tribulation befallen this newsgroup and he crieth aloud >"I think
Godzilla looks ridiculous. It's not an opinion, folks; it's a fact: Godzilla
looks ridiculous " < I was astonied.
2. After the stranger walked to and fro he exclaimed > "When I was a kid, I
saw RODAN... I was 4 years old." Yea, I considereth his words and wondered
"Can that which is unsavory be listened to without salt?" As if reading my
own thoughts the stranger replied unto me >"But the truth is that Godzilla
movies are already a travesty to the genre of science fiction."< I hid from
the scourge of his tongue.
3. Verily, Verily, I say unto thee the stranger seized upon Boman7757 and
cried out >"This is the first I've heard of this. Is that what you're
saying?"
4. Then the stranger made his way to Barry, High Priest of the Temple of
Godzilla and cried out >"I'm not sure, but I think I've seen the very last one
made, GODZILLA 1990" after Barry applied his ointments and tender mercies the
stranger proclaimed unto him > "I already KNEW that the Raymond-Burr scenes
were added in. I knew that." Barry was astonied
5. Then, as if possessed by The Spirit of the Secret Fairies Show, the
stranger decended into the Cave of the Kaiju-Fan Cult, (that is, those who
prostrate themselves before graven images of the false god UltraMan) and cried
out to them >"I think that the only thing you really have more knowledge of
than me is Godzilla movies."<
6. Yet they were so astonied they became as mute, when suddenly the stranger
began to testify unto them>"I remember one time seeing Godzilla on an island,
kicking a boulder back and forth like a volley ball." The Kaju-Fan Cult were
come out from their cave and began to eat grass like a beast in the fields. I
was astonied.
7. As I wandered the broken streets of alt.movies.monster, I heard the
stranger proclaim unto me> "I will admit that my Godzilla consciousness has
been raised somewhat by this thread ..." I was suddenly filled with an
unclean spirit and prepared to use poor punctuation yet another time when I
heard the stranger enquire>"What was the name of that one, THE BEAST FROM 20 MILLION MILES, or something like that?"
8. Suddenly the scales fell from my ears and, verily I realized this stranger
was none other than the Son Of GOD ERIK.