Let's all ignore dating and romance advice in general and just do what comes naturally. This will help to weed out all... the rapists. Police work in that category will be so much easier. Maybe with all the rapists they arrest, they can release of few of the harmless pot dealers that they have locked up.
If a girl watches you sleep and that creeps you out, but pretty much that's it as far as negatives...then keep that bitch. She is perfect. If she watches you sleep as she holds a kitchen knife to your throat, then leave that bitch. The only problem is...she might be really hot. Some guys are dumb enough to die for hot. So maybe you should brainwash yourself into being gay. There was only one Jeffrey Dahmer compared to thousands of black widows.
Movie Review: Doctor Sleep (2019)
This movie featured several re-creations of scenes from The Shining(1980). Those scenes felt like cheap knockoffs. In the same way that a similar looking actor dressed as Jack Torrance and looking like Jack Torrance still has nowhere near the impact of actual Jack Torrance.
The main problem with this film is that it succeeds as a spooky ghost tale but not much else. It is not a classic and it diminishes the shine, pun intended, of the original film. This movie is more like King's writing and less like Kubrick's film. Which is why it is just an entertaining spook fest and not a masterpiece.
My opinion on this movie and pretty much most opinions of this movie really comes down to who you like more: King or Kubrick. I prefer Kubrick's work overall. Sure Doctor Sleep follows some of the plot points of Kubrick's film more than the original novel. But it still lacks the subtlety and dread of the masterpiece. Steam eating ghouls that can be killed via western style shootout and car accidents are not what the 1980 film was about. So this was a good movie and you should rent it when it's out, but it's no masterpiece.
The main problem with this film is that it succeeds as a spooky ghost tale but not much else. It is not a classic and it diminishes the shine, pun intended, of the original film. This movie is more like King's writing and less like Kubrick's film. Which is why it is just an entertaining spook fest and not a masterpiece.
My opinion on this movie and pretty much most opinions of this movie really comes down to who you like more: King or Kubrick. I prefer Kubrick's work overall. Sure Doctor Sleep follows some of the plot points of Kubrick's film more than the original novel. But it still lacks the subtlety and dread of the masterpiece. Steam eating ghouls that can be killed via western style shootout and car accidents are not what the 1980 film was about. So this was a good movie and you should rent it when it's out, but it's no masterpiece.
Comedy Story: I Won't Move My Hand (Special)
I got the call from Lydia, John was back at the farm. Cocksucker was doing what he always did, screaming, breaking shit. This time it was different. He was armed and he was drunk. I grabbed my coat and hit the road in my 07 Ford Focus. The 08 had improved handling but the 07 was familiar to me. I knew it and it knew me. Driving this beauty was like kissing your wife on your 60th wedding anniversary. Didn’t take me long to get to the farm where true to his nature, John was screaming and waving his gun around. Looked like a .357 magnum from where I was standing. I left the car on and the radio playing. It was Summer Wind by Sinatra, what a classic.
“John, do we really have to keep doing this ever fuckin’ weekend?” I asked.
“Hey motherfucker I wanna see both of your hands and I want you to get them up high! You hear me motherfucker!?”
“Yeah I ain’t deaf, and I ain’t gonna show you my other hand.”
“Well…Why the fuck not?”
“Don’t think about that John you have bigger things to worry about...well, not much bigger.”
“Like what?”
“Well by now Liddie and the girls have probably called the police station. You being drunk, armed and angry. Plus stupid, I forgot stupid.”
“Only one stupid is you and that’s cause you won’t show me your other fucking hand! Now get it up!”
“My hand is right where it needs to be John. You need to listen to me when I say that you’re running out of time.”
“No you are motherfucker! I’m fine…I’m doing real good matterafact cause I’m gonna shoot your dumbass! Haha what’ya think of that?”
“You could shoot me John. Or my hand could come outta this pocket…and you might not have enough time to shoot me. I might have something in this pocket that you don’t want to come out. I might not have enough time, it’s true. You might be too fast, or you might not. But either way, you’re running out of time.”
“You don’t scare me man…I don’t think you even have a gun.”
“Maybe I don’t. Maybe you’re right. But if you keep pointing that gun at me you might just fool around and end up shooting me.”
“Yeah I might just motherfucker! That might be the best thing to happen to me in a long, long time.” He pulled the hammer back on his revolver and grinned.
“John the way I see it, the cops are on the way. So you could shoot me and I’d probably die. That might make you feel real good, but only for a short time. You couldn’t enjoy it too long. The cops are mighty slow so you could probably shoot me and still have some time to make a run for it.”
“Yeah…I recon I might.”
“But if you do that, even these slow cops, that are as dumb as you surely are will find you John. There just ain’t many places you can go up here in these mountains. Police find you up there, that would be the best thing for ya.”
“How so?”
“Well if the cops find ya then it means you weren’t ate by a …mountain lion or a bear…or something else.”
“Wha-what the hell do you mean something else?”
“Well nobody really knows what all is up in them mountains John. You know as well as I do that a lot of people get lost in there where even the dogs and volunteers can’t sniff em’ out.”
“Well…I ugh, well I guess that I… ought not shoot you after all.”
“The best thing would be to put that gun away, forget about me and my other hand and leave this place.”
“Yeah…you’re making a lot of sense Tex. I guess I will put my gun away…long as you don’t plan to shoot me when I do.”
“I already told you John, I don’t wanna bring this hand out of it’s pocket for anybody, even you.” Lydia and the girls were watching from the window, their eyes full of fear. Sirens rang out in the distance and John lowered, then holstered his .357.
“I recon you’re a better man than I figured you for Tex. I’ll just wait for the cops now. Nobody got shot anyhow, couldn’t come down on me too hard, could they?” He slumped onto the wood splittin’ stump and ran his hands through his hair.
“I don’t figure they will John. Nobody got shot after all.”
The cops took John in but before they did, detective Luke Cryasight asked me about my gun.
“I wanna know if you bluffed em’ Tex. Did you really have a piece on ya?”
“Shit no, this coat pocket and the britches I have on have a custom designed tunnel… to my cock. I was flapping my meat hammer for all I was worth the whole damn time. Coping mechanism, you see. I don’t do too well with stressful situations…Well if that’s all ya need from me detective, I’ll be going.” I bid the detective good night, the disturbed and confused look on his face told me that he was finished with his inquiries.
“John, do we really have to keep doing this ever fuckin’ weekend?” I asked.
“Hey motherfucker I wanna see both of your hands and I want you to get them up high! You hear me motherfucker!?”
“Yeah I ain’t deaf, and I ain’t gonna show you my other hand.”
“Well…Why the fuck not?”
“Don’t think about that John you have bigger things to worry about...well, not much bigger.”
“Like what?”
“Well by now Liddie and the girls have probably called the police station. You being drunk, armed and angry. Plus stupid, I forgot stupid.”
“Only one stupid is you and that’s cause you won’t show me your other fucking hand! Now get it up!”
“My hand is right where it needs to be John. You need to listen to me when I say that you’re running out of time.”
“No you are motherfucker! I’m fine…I’m doing real good matterafact cause I’m gonna shoot your dumbass! Haha what’ya think of that?”
“You could shoot me John. Or my hand could come outta this pocket…and you might not have enough time to shoot me. I might have something in this pocket that you don’t want to come out. I might not have enough time, it’s true. You might be too fast, or you might not. But either way, you’re running out of time.”
“You don’t scare me man…I don’t think you even have a gun.”
“Maybe I don’t. Maybe you’re right. But if you keep pointing that gun at me you might just fool around and end up shooting me.”
“Yeah I might just motherfucker! That might be the best thing to happen to me in a long, long time.” He pulled the hammer back on his revolver and grinned.
“John the way I see it, the cops are on the way. So you could shoot me and I’d probably die. That might make you feel real good, but only for a short time. You couldn’t enjoy it too long. The cops are mighty slow so you could probably shoot me and still have some time to make a run for it.”
“Yeah…I recon I might.”
“But if you do that, even these slow cops, that are as dumb as you surely are will find you John. There just ain’t many places you can go up here in these mountains. Police find you up there, that would be the best thing for ya.”
“How so?”
“Well if the cops find ya then it means you weren’t ate by a …mountain lion or a bear…or something else.”
“Wha-what the hell do you mean something else?”
“Well nobody really knows what all is up in them mountains John. You know as well as I do that a lot of people get lost in there where even the dogs and volunteers can’t sniff em’ out.”
“Well…I ugh, well I guess that I… ought not shoot you after all.”
“The best thing would be to put that gun away, forget about me and my other hand and leave this place.”
“Yeah…you’re making a lot of sense Tex. I guess I will put my gun away…long as you don’t plan to shoot me when I do.”
“I already told you John, I don’t wanna bring this hand out of it’s pocket for anybody, even you.” Lydia and the girls were watching from the window, their eyes full of fear. Sirens rang out in the distance and John lowered, then holstered his .357.
“I recon you’re a better man than I figured you for Tex. I’ll just wait for the cops now. Nobody got shot anyhow, couldn’t come down on me too hard, could they?” He slumped onto the wood splittin’ stump and ran his hands through his hair.
“I don’t figure they will John. Nobody got shot after all.”
The cops took John in but before they did, detective Luke Cryasight asked me about my gun.
“I wanna know if you bluffed em’ Tex. Did you really have a piece on ya?”
“Shit no, this coat pocket and the britches I have on have a custom designed tunnel… to my cock. I was flapping my meat hammer for all I was worth the whole damn time. Coping mechanism, you see. I don’t do too well with stressful situations…Well if that’s all ya need from me detective, I’ll be going.” I bid the detective good night, the disturbed and confused look on his face told me that he was finished with his inquiries.
Shot Glass Thought: Murder Suicide
Murder suicide is a situation where there is no wisdom. For those that think that getting a restraining order on a dangerous person will save you, just remember that a restraining order is...a piece of paper. Seems like a lot of murder suicides are orchestrated by some crazy couple, there is a restraining order, guy ignores it and comes in to conduct a massacre. Then pops himself and that's the end of the story. Beyond talking to the law and having the law on your side, you have to be ready to protect yourself. Ready to protect what means the most to you. I don't know what that looks like for everyone, but it looks like a weapon to me.
Shot Glass Thought: Joker in the Whitehouse
Apparently President Trump screened the movie movie "Joker" at the Whitehouse. Somebody said that the president really liked the movie. I think that's kind of cool that our billionaire president enjoyed a movie where a homicidal maniac leads a rebellion to kill the rich. It tells me that the security for the rich must be on point. Because president Trump is most certainly the rich, so for him to find the movie entertaining, the plot of the movie must be totally impossible in real life. Which is good, bloody rebellions are usually good for nobody.
Short Funny Story: Elderly LSD Superpowers
Seniors prescribed a certain muscle relaxer might have kidney issues and severe confusion as a result. That's how you know your body is going to shit. You go to the hospital to get drugs that keep you comfortable.The drugs that doctors prescribe to keep you comfortable are then sending you back to the hospital. Dementia like symptoms is how they describe the folks who took the muscle relaxer. What happens when the folks with dementia are given the muscle relaxer? When you go from already super confused to even more confusion, maybe you start to glow or levitate or something. I would like to know what would happen to dementia patients that were given LSD. If it was super bad, then obviously never again. But if it was able to help them calm down, experience euphoria or even...gave them super powers, that would all be very cool.
This is the original article that made me think of this: https://www.chicagotribune.com/lifestyles/health/sc-hlth-muscle-relaxant-dangers-1120-20191118-74gz6ei6ingibgr3ymzcr2u7aa-story.html
This is the original article that made me think of this: https://www.chicagotribune.com/lifestyles/health/sc-hlth-muscle-relaxant-dangers-1120-20191118-74gz6ei6ingibgr3ymzcr2u7aa-story.html
Comedy Story: Terrorist Elephant
An Elephant named Osama Bin Laden died in captivity in India recently. He had rampaged through a small town and killed five people. The town must have been full of patriotism, cheeseburgers and capitalism. Those five people may or may not have coordinated air strikes on Laden's family in his younger years.
Laden was captured and tortured immediately under the guise of an "Obedience Training" method called Kraak. I'm not sure how they pronounce it over there but I am positive that Kraak is the sound that bones make when you are torturing your elephant...for being a terrorist.
Nearly 2,300 civilians have been killed in this ongoing war between India and her Elephants. Only an estimated 700 elephants have died during the same period, to which the supreme commander of all Indian Elephant forces, Brosif Stalen commented "Sick."
click here for the original article: https://news.yahoo.com/rogue-elephant-dies-captivity-killing-villagers-100507946.html
Laden was captured and tortured immediately under the guise of an "Obedience Training" method called Kraak. I'm not sure how they pronounce it over there but I am positive that Kraak is the sound that bones make when you are torturing your elephant...for being a terrorist.
Nearly 2,300 civilians have been killed in this ongoing war between India and her Elephants. Only an estimated 700 elephants have died during the same period, to which the supreme commander of all Indian Elephant forces, Brosif Stalen commented "Sick."
click here for the original article: https://news.yahoo.com/rogue-elephant-dies-captivity-killing-villagers-100507946.html
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