Jan 30, 2004 23:56
... except for now.
Cooked pork baby back ribs for my parents, with corn, and then a berry pie with verniller ice cream. mm, good times. Then we all hunkered down to watch Treasure of the Sierra Madre. Damn, black and white sucks ass. Humphrey Bogart did a good job of acting insane, and the old man was a good actor. When the movie was winding up, I looked up at my dad and said that today's actions/dramas were better. He said, "Yeah, no car chases. A couple of burro chases though." That sent me into a spasm of laughing and choking on my saliva, so I rolled onto my side so I could breathe, and rolled onto the remote pressing a bunch of buttons. Which was also hilarious at the moment.
BUT the upshot of the movie was that I now know where the line from UHF "We don't need no stinkin' badgers!" comes from.
Anyway, nothing of any interest or importance to journal in great detail.
So, am I dramatic... or what?