Mea Culpa: Light blogging so far because I am having serious - and tiring - problems with both my ISP and my server, who seem to be taking turns being down. Predictably, this means I am ‘way behind on everything, and playing catch-up, so if you have emailed me and are wondering, no, I’m not ignoring you…but you may not be a priority! 
I’m a reasonable gal, but the hoohah the computer is giving me today is making me long for a gun.
Bleg: Buster is finally feeling better, and now he’s catching up on homework and preparing a monologue for a play audition. He wants to do the “you can’t handle the truth…” speech from A Few Good Men, but if there is anyone out there with a better idea, he’s open to suggestions! UPDATED: Buster just found out it needs to be a comedic monologue. I can’t even imagine a 2-3 minute FUNNY speech. He’s contemplating doing Hugh Grant’s bawdy wedding toast from Four Weddings and a Funeral. Help!
More in a bit. Oh, btw, Stop the ACLU is celebrating their one -year blogoversary, so don’t forget to pop in and check them out! You might want to check out this latest on Howard Dean’s very ill-advised comparison of President Bush to the President of Iran.
UPDATE: Also investigating a professional opportunity that may take up a bit of time. I mean, I love blogging, but I gotta pay the rent, too!
February 9th, 2006 at 1:49 pm
In the first season of Twin Peaks, Miguel Ferrer played a wonderful character by the name of Albert Rosenfield. This character had some of the most memorable lines in TV history and was a better semi-maniac than any Jack Nicholson character. Buster should consider them. A couple of my favorites (which probably should be seen in context):
“You listen to _me_! While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact
is I am a nay-sayer and a hatchet man in the fight against violence! I pride
myself in taking a punch and I’ll gladly take another because I choose to live
my life in the company of Gandhi and King! My concerns are _global_. I
reject absolutely revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of
such a method… is love. I love you, Sheriff Truman.”
“Mr. Horne, I recognize that your position in this community necessi-
tates venality, insincerity, and a certain irritating manner of expressing
yourself. Superiority, however, is not a necessarily inherent trait. There-
fore, please listen closely–You can have a funeral any old time. You dig a
hole, you plant a coffin. I, however, cannot perform these tests next year,
next month, next week or even tomorrow–I must perform them now. I’ve got a lot of cutting and pasting to do, gentlemen, so please
return to your porch rockers and resume whittling! (Puts drill to Laura’s
forehead and starts drilling….)”
“Oh yeah? Well, I’ve had about enough of morons and halfwits, dolts,
dunces, dullards and dumbbells–and you yokel, you blithering
hayseed, you–you’ve had enough of me?”
February 10th, 2006 at 12:04 am
So MoDo is taking you up on your offer to edit her next book:-) Good for you! While you’re at it, maybe you can entice her to take up straight whiskey and cigarettes, it might lower her voice an octave or two. Just into the range of human hearing, mind you. I heard her in an interview a week or so ago and I immediately knew why she is having problems attracting that soul mate.