Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Invading in waves

Dave, I am hoping, has managed to evade the taxi and limo driver's strike at Pearson Airport, and should now be in California. He's spending a couple of days with his brother before making his way to San Francisco, and Shaun and Hans' place.

Kerry flies out of Pearson on Thursday morning.

I fly out of Buffalo on Thursday, as well.

This is how Slap Happy rolls. I can't recall a time when we have all travelled together. We figure if one of the plane goes down, it won't wipe out all of us. There is the added benefit of not getting on each other's nerves. Not that it's generally a problem, but everyone travels differently.

I kind of like that I'm flying out of Buffalo. I get a night all to myself in a hotel, and then there's the added allure of a meal at the Cracker Barrel. I swear, that's the main reason my ex has agreed to drive me to Buffalo for this trip. The allure of Country Fried Steak is powerful and mysterious and not to be trifled with. I don't ask questions. I just made sure to book a room at a Ramada across the street from the Cracker Barrel, and stood back.



I could learn something from that fried meat.

On a totally separate note, while doing last minute laundry, I watched AFI's 100 top movie quotes. I find all the AFI's 100 top anything a little self indulgent, but enjoyably so. Who doesn't like seeing the best lines of the cinema all clumped into a couple of hours?

Well, up until the end, anyway. After giving "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" top honours (men especially seem to relish this line), they cut back to a handsome Pierce Brosnan in his 007 best tux, and he looks right in the camera, and without an ounce of irony, delivers; "But we do give a damn, don't we? Because we love the movies".

Are you fucking kidding, me? Seriously? In a tribute to the greatest lines ever written, after celebrating the most memorable bit of dialogue of cinematic history, that is your outro? What kind of a hack game show/awards show/Bruce Villanch writer comes up with that?

You'd think after sitting through all those effectively placed words, something would have rubbed off.

3 Comments:

Blogger chanman said...

What? No Sandy this time out? His flight plan is mysteriously absent. Or perhaps he is showing up in dramatic James Bond-spy fashion: hang gliding in to the theatre after throwing bad guys off of the Golden Gate Bridge.

7:54 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Nah, Sandy's not making the trip to San Francisco. He's got some other commitments...

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