I watched Raiders of the Lost Ark for the first time in a couple of years tonight. I had forgotten just how awesome that movie is. I was reminded of its awesomousity when I bought a few of the
Lego sets and a(n) wicked awesome
Indiana Jones action figure* but nothing beats the movie**. After unsuccessfully trying to convince Aimee Keys that she is the Marion Ravenwood to my Indiana Jones***, I took the dog for a walk. I think I've been watching too many crime dramas because, every time the dog stops to sniff the ground, I'm convinced that she has discovered a murder victim. Tonight, she was going nuts over this trash can and I was just sure there was a chopped up guy in there. I didn't look since the lights of the house it belonged to were still on and touching garbage is icky.
Either later tonight or whenever I get around to it, I'm going to run one of my poems through my MacBook translator twice. I'm thinking English-Korean-English. I'm hoping it turns out all nonsensical and weird... moreso than usual.
-gf
*This isn't the same one I got. Mine came with the crystal skull instead of the golden idol... I didn't know there was a version with the golden idol available and I'm a little angry that I didn't get it. In light of this information, the action figure I have is only regular awesome,
**Which was apparently written by Lawrence Kasdan, aka the same guy who wrote the screenplay for The Empire Strikes Back aka the greatest movie everrrrrrr.
***Indy-kid?