DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
I’m working hard to look at the bright side here. Yes, Milady’s on the bed and GTB and I aren’t. But all three of us got fed.
And I may even have gotten a poem out of this too.
Last week my body and my dog came to the agreement
that I should wake up every morning at 5:15.
My wife and my brain, however, disagree.
Dammit, Layla, give us a break here, okay?
Wisdom, Grant Snider style. Another title for this insightful cartoon could have been Truth.
Of course, I could say that about everything he does.
Check this out in all its full-sized glory HERE
More Grant Snider wonderment at Incidental Comics.Com
Yes, it’s true. My 78th birthday is in seven weeks.
And if ever there was a birthday to be ambivalent about, this is it.
The bad news about this coming birthday – and more than a few previous ones – is that I can be sure to wake up feeling battered and bruised and stiffened and weakened and with absolutely no idea of the cause.
The good news about it is, of course, that I will in fact be waking up. Ain’t nothing going to stop me from that…and because I’ve become used to the mystery tribulations being piled upon me, I’ll awaken eager and hopeful and excited as hell about the newest day.
Why am I thinking about a December birthday in the last half of October? That’s on my wife, G the B. When I woke up this morning Gwen greeted me with her usual love and rockets, followed by something not so usual.
An early birthday gift. Which she encouraged me to open now.
Which I did. As you saw at the top of this post.
Yes, it’s my very own brand-spanking-new vacuum cleaner!
The good news about it is that I didn’t have to put together all those pieces I’m puzzling over in the pic. My beloved did that for me.
The bad news is that as soon as I finish typing this I’m going to use the damn thing.
The best news is that I’m eager and hopeful and excited as hell about vacuuming my heart, soul, and back out.
Because —
Wait for it —
More love and rockets will soon follow.
(Does this post fit the definition of TMI? Asking, of course, for a friend.
Elsa Keslassy of Variety.Com tells us that Iranian filmmaker Mani Haghighi is having a rough time… but I look at the picture running with the article and all I can think is, “This is the face of a guy who’s getting laid.”
Statement from BFI London Film Festival spokesperson, via Variety:
The Iranian filmmaker Mani Haghighi was due to travel to London today to support the UK premiere of his film Subtraction which is screening tomorrow at the BFI London Film Festival, but has been prevented from boarding his flight to the UK.
