Ohhh lordy I've been gone for a bit.
Helping people move, summer cleaning, birthday barbecues, and late
night quests in the woods behind major department stores. These are
just a few of the things that have been occupying my time of late.
Thankfully most of those distractions are on break so I can get to
work on making this blog into something.... I'm not sure what, but
something. Oh, and let's not forgot Ayman, but I'm getting ahead of
myself.
So the aforementioned move was a two
day effort to get my brother and sister-in-law a good 40 miles from
the boonies and into proper civilization. Looking back, I find it
hard to describe the difficulty of the whole process as the whole
thing exists as some sort of dusty fragmented mess. I do however
recall a good 15 minute section where I was left in the u-haul all by
myself which resulted in a few items simply being tossed out while I
hummed a nonstop rendition of puttin on the ritz for some unknowable
reason, while my jeans repeatedly tore to the point of nearly
revealing my man-bits to the neighborhood.
During the move, we came across my
sis-in-laws cassette of Ayman, which was listed on the back flap as
the greatest easy-listening, adult contemporary, classical, mellow
mood, and about half a dozen other sub-genres. Honestly, this stuff
makes Kenny G seem tough. I wanted to torment you with a sample but it refuses to work for whatever reason so here's a picture of bottles.
The following days were a combination
of physical recovery and house cleaning to prep for our 4th
of july cookout/birthday party. That's Right! I'm now a full 28 years
old. God, what a terrifying prospect. I suppose it's a good omen that
most older folk I know told me that 28 was a good year, the only hold
out being my mother who listed pregnancy during a hot summer as a
point of contempt. Somehow, I don't think I'll have to deal with
that.
My birthday haul mostly consisted of
cash and gift cards but a friend of mine gave me a bottle of maple
syrup wine that I paln to consume this weekend while I watch my other
gifts.
My brother got these for me, and I had
to endure the wait until Wednesday to get em. I couldn't resist the
urge to grab a copy of “The Howling” off amazon to make this a
fully maple flavored scream factory weekend.
Speaking of which; I've been thinking
of covering my Saturday night horror binges as a feature but seeing
as we're so close to another one I'll give yall a quickie recap of
last weeks viewing.
“The Car”: (1977) Staring: James
Brolin and Ronny Cox. Directed by Eliot Silverstein.
In short: if you have a love for giant
killer animal flicks like Jaws or Grizzly but secretly wished the
monster had been a demonic sedan, you're in luck! Honestly this was a
surprisingly well made flick with decent acting and direction, and
plenty of craziness to keep you hooked. The part where the car
actually flies through a house is almost fattening it's so wonderful.
“The Haunting of Julia” (Full
Circle): (1977) Staring: Mia Farrow. Directed by Richard Loncraine.
Nice little classy ghost flick. It's
apparently not available on dvd but you can check it out on netflix
if you're so inclined. It's a little slow going, but the scares are
decent. I had a major freak out when I checked on the actor who plays
Mia's husband (a bloke by the name of Keir Dulela) and realized that
he was not only the crazy boyfriend in Black Christmas, but mother
fucking Dave in 2001! Somehow through almost a decade of watching
Black Christmas every year, I never pieced that together!
“Moon of the Wolf”: (1972) Staring
David Janssen (and a shomehow still hot in her forties) Barbara Rush.
Directed by Daniel Petrie.
A serviceable TV werewolf movie that
will now serve as my definition of forgettable. I forgot what the
third movie I watched 4 or 5 times while working on this article, and
I actually enjoyed it!
I have no idea what to leave you with
sooooo here ya go.
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