Whoa. Holy Shit. I just watched a whimsical little movie called "Annie" and it really blew my mind. I know I saw this flick when I was a little kid, but I think I missed all the true brilliance of it back then. For those of you who haven't seen this delightful little treasure, it's about a tough little super-posi red-afroed freckly orphan who gets adopted by a Rockefeller-type billionaire to improve his public image. He's a little rough on the outside, but could not help but to fall in love with that rambunctious little scamp. Great cast includes Tim Curry, Madeleine Kahn, and Albert Finney as the aforementioned tycoon. You can't go wrong.
Anyways, what I always failed to realize as a child was the fact that much of this beloved Cinderella story was just a bunch of loosely veiled Socialist propaganda. FDR's New Deal, the cold unfeelingness of capitalists, etc. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Also, the rich guy has a butler named Punjab who is amazing. They dress him like some sort of Maharaja, but make him do strange Egyptian-like dances, and he is always spouting the wisdom of Buddha. Talk about mixing up your stereotypes. I'm into it. I'm pretty sure he would have been giving Annie karate lessons, too, if he didn't already own a Chinese man to do that. I don't remember if the Indian or Chinaman piloted the autocopter, but he had one of those, too.
The jist is, this movie has everything. And it's a musical, so I fucking love it. That's right I'm a straight man and I love musicals. Andrew Lloyd Webber rules. Fuck off.
I got promoted to the next phase of probation this morning. I think the Judge likes me. I am pretty fucking adorable. Now I have to piss in a cup before work a little bit less often than before, so I guess that's pretty awesome.
Hmmm.... What else? I'm slowly getting some more work done on the Telecaster that I'm building. Pretty stoked about finishing up a new axe to jam on and melt faces off. Been writing a lot of lyrics lately, need to write some tasty riffs to go with them now. I wanna start a 3-piece punk rock group. I've been talking to a few people about joining me in this endeavor. We'll see what happens. I think I wanna play bass, too. It's been awhile.
Well, I don't think I'm particularly pissed off at anybody specific right now, so no rants... Wait. Just one. My friend's roommate who is a total piece of shit already brought it to a whole new level this week. He already owed her money for bailing his ass out on a bunch of utility bills, and now he is going to court for driving a car with no insurance, and like a ten fucking year old license plate. Oh yeah and he is a truck driver for a living. How can one person be so goddamned stupid. I can't believe he remembers to fucking breathe. I hope he reads this. Wake the fuck up, dude. You are a fucking moron. Snap out of it! Jesus. OK, that's done. Goodnight.
p.s. The new Young Livers album kicks ass. Go buy it.