It's a dislike I've garnered over time. You know, the first time I heard it, like a lot of other people, was in "Austin Powers" and it was funny then. But then as my teenage years melted away, I started to hear it more and more only it stopped being confined to just a movie quote. It was coming out of the mouths of guys who were, for all intents and purposes, trying to get a personal message across to me. "I'm horny." Really? Really you are? Geez, that's a news flash. I'm so glad you told me this flat out because I was almost confused about why you were laying on top of me and nibbling on my neck. I was baffled by our interactions until you dropped that bomb! This is information I could not have ascertained with my college degree. I really am just an idiot who needs that kind of oral dictation. The boner on my leg was not enough.
I beg the question: why does this need to be communicated? Why do they think we're really in the dark? I think--and this is just a guess really--that most men probably walk around for more than half of their lives with that pressing emotion. That horniness they're so eager to mention and talk about. I bet it plagues them like a baboon with fleas. What I don't understand is why they feel it's necessary to let that word drop out of their mouths. That has to be the number one reason I've left many, many situations unsatisfied. I don't want to hear that. That makes me think of Austin Powers. Bad teeth, aggressive sexual drive and the Swedish Penis Enlarger. Are those really associations you want me to be making? They're in the right general vicinity, but they're definitely not on target.
I have to ask, gentleman, in the throws of physicality, what can verbalizing this emotion do that simple body language cannot? It's perplexing. In addition, it's something that a moist towel and 15 minutes of alone time can cure. I don't need to be around for that, so I might as well send you on your way.
So, that essentially sums up my weekend. One single distaste for a word. Don't like to hear it, don't think it's sexy, don't think it does anything more than state the obvious... in a somewhat vulgar way. It's a word that can make find its final peace in the 60s.
On to more important details...
This Sunday, Tevo + Meg conquered the most random of acts. We began this morning hung over at a breakfast place in La Jolla with a middle eastern host who kept referring to Tony as "Baby." "Here you go, baby," he said, handing Tony his menu. He's a gregarious host. We've met him before at this restaurant, but I just had to pause and crack up as he casually called Devon and I each, "lady," and Tony just plain "baby".
Then, after some well spent couch time, we went to Costco. Yesterday, also at Costco, Tony purchased his first membership card. I had no idea what kind of event this was for him in life. Apparently, as I later observed, the addition of Costco into Tony's life is altering. We meandered the aisles, familiarizing ourselves with this particular Costco's layout, as Tony convinced himself he needed everything in the store. All of a sudden, he's flipping TVs around--45" flat screens--to see what kind of HD hook up they are capable of. I figure he's probably the only nerd who does this kind of thing in Costco. He wanted a paper shredder, and a huge bottle of body wash, something for dinner and maybe 35 rolls of toilet paper, too. It was insanity. He was collecting items--like two computer monitors--as if he were on a notice from heaven that he had only 12 hours left to live. Finally, like the good babysitter I am, I pulled him away from the video games so that we could make it home to watch the kick off of the Michigan game. As it turns out, I should have just let him spend those 4 football hours in Costco. Maybe then our days wouldn't have been ruined by tragedy and defeat.
I wasn't terribly surprised when he wanted to go back today. We had Devon with us today, and in true kid form, they both rode the shopping cart down a hill in the parking lot. It wasn't embarrassing though. The actual kids in the parking lot looked super jealous of the activity, which of course, made us feel like the cool kids on the playground. It's the kind of thing that I'm convinced, can only happen at Costco.
We finished the day watching "W." So here goes...
W. **/5
Josh Brolin is amazing. His transformation into the world's biggest political ape is absolutely uncanny. It's on par with Tina Fey as Sarah Palin. Basically, all of the actors portraying cabinet members were astounding in their roles. I have to say, it's got to be difficult to not only portray someone who is still alive and in the public eye, but someone who is still in office! I mean, Josh Brolin isn't just some half-assed President Bush. He takes on the role flawlessly and for that, I say nominate the hell out of him come this awards season.
The movie itself, however, is odd. As previously mentioned, I'm not into war/political/governmental movies. Why, then, do I keep watching them?? Well, because they happen to be the bulk of what's out right now and come on, I was desperately curious as to what was going transpire in this film. I found myself consistently checking the time, however. I wasn't too entertained. I went into it with the idea that it was going to be funny, and other than the occasional chuckle, it really wasn't. I'm also not a fan of the handheld camera work, and there's a lot of that going on in the film. It's motion sick hell, for me at least.
There's a freudian dilemma that's posed in the film that frames the relationship between George W senior and George W junior in a very awkward way. You can't help but wonder if that kind of father-son tension is real, or fabricated for the sake of the sympathy of the main character. And you can't help but have a shred of sympathy for the guy. And no one hates Bush more than I, but the movie makes him look like a lost baseball player just kind of in the highest elected office in the country by chance! By circumstance! By a wayward ambition that probably could have been channeled more productively if he wasn't born into such privilege and legacy.
Who knows. I didn't really like it though. I would say, definitely wait to see it when it comes out on video. I'll obviously be very interested to see what happens with Brolin at the awards, because he could very well go for gold again this year. He was great on SNL too. Loves him really. He's doing amazing things these days.
Highlights:
1) Josh Brolin
2) The trailer for "Milk," the new Emile Hirsch/Sean Penn movie!! I cannot wait to see that.
Lowlights:
1) Lack of plot
2) Odd stance (if you could call it that) taken on the current life of the President
3) Not enough references to George Bush's simian similarities
