Back for a Little

Its been quite a while hasn't it? Empty resounding echo through the halls of this lonely blog...Talking to myself has never been a problem so why should it be now?

I saw the movie Appaloosa tonight. I had high hopes, and as is often the case with high hopes, they're consistently accompanied by disappointment. The matching of Ed Harris and Viggo Mortensen got me excited, but the script and direction of the story was so empty and plain-jane-white-bread-kick-me-in-the-face-I'm-falling-asleep-because-this-movie-has-no-real substance that instead of enjoying a free movie via my SAG card, instead I was longing for the comfort of my bed and those sheets that haven't been washed in months...True story! What is it about movies these days? Why can't I find a movie that wows me? Of course if they all wowed me would it be that fun to go to movies? When video games get too easy we get bored with them. Part of the joy in life is facing obstacles. Its the idea of overcoming. There is satisfaction in achieving something great, but it only lasts so long. Then you have to overcome something new. So I digress to that cliche phrase "Life is in the journey". I don't know if anyone actually says it that way, but it sounds close enough. On another note, I drank a mocha joe from Burger King to stay awake and instead I got sleepier and began to feel sick at my stomach during the movie. Probably the punishment I get for bringing outside food into the movie theater. As I got my ticket the girl at the window said "oh, outside food isn't allowed", to which I replied "yeah I'm gonna finish it". How vague is that, "yeah I'm gonna finish it"? I proceeded to walk inside, have my ticket torn, and head down to theater number two. With my mocha joe. Is that wrong? I never lied. I might have deceived. But when I really think about it, I'm not sure why that reply even came out of my mouth. I'm not sure if I was trying to be deceptive or not. I was so tired by that point in the evening that it just rolled off the tongue. In one sense I did exactly what I told her I was going to do. I finished my mocha joe. All of it. When the movie ended I threw it away. Thinking back, I must have had the effect of Obi Wan when he uses the force. I told her I was going to finish the mocha joe and that was all she needed to know. If they really had a problem with my plan, they could have demanded that I not walk through the door with the drink. I didn't hide it. It was in plain sight. I am truthful. Ah, but why am I even thinking twice about it unless I have some semblance of guilt resting in my heart? Perhaps I might be guilty. But I lean towards "no". And now I sense I'm throwing up words on this blog post and I'm a firm believer in saying things that matter and not wasting breath or space with thoughts that don't. So I'll just leave you with something, anything, a happy thought or wise saying. Here goes:

The good man chooses his words wisely.
And when he speaks he acknowledges the truth.
The evil man does not choose words.
And when he speaks he does not think.

Also

A mocha joe is a stomach ache to he with a few dollars to spare.