Tag Archives: 80’s

there can be only one… urr.. well.. 3 right?


Sorry – been hard to journal lately… Feels like I’ve been running from task to task for the last few days… not in that hectic way… no… a really good way… like I’ve got all sortsa traction on all fronts right now.

Ironic… When I’m being productive – my journal suffers… Guess it’s all “productivity” – but I’ve only got so much bandwidth to work with.

/ digress

Snickernote worthy:

We had one of those Netflix blackouts where we’ve been movieless for the last few days… This caused us to haul out the DVD binder and get into our own library for a change.

We grabbed Kevin’s favorite movie,…. “Highlander”…

Yeah… He’s in that age bracket that REALLY digs the sword slinging trilogy… This is the same bracket that really thinks Europe’s “The Final Countdown” is a rockin tune.

Seen the show Arrested Development? Familiar with the character Job? The writers of the show deftly sketched that tiny two-year window that I’ve started referring to “Generation Cheese”.

/digress

Cheese indeed… I hadn’t watched The Highlander in well over a decade if not more…. My memory of the flick was fairly neutral but not negative.

Oh… My… godness… What a silly movie… silly? wait – not maybe that’s not right… I mean the story was fine and all… But I was captivated by the super silly cinematography. Gratuitous crane and swoopy loopy steady-cam.

On revisiting the the 1986 “classic?” – I also realized a few new things:

1) Christopher Lambert exhibits all the facial acuity and expressiveness of a dolmation.

2) Girls hairstyles in the 80’s made it look like everyone was walking around with really pissed off animals on their heads.

huh.

(insert clever serial ending here)

youtube


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So… YouTube gets bought for one point five BILLION dollars….

one point five biiiiiiiiiiiiiilion dollars….

The shame repository featuring endless fart jokes, bloopers and incriminating video footage from people’s tender teen years.

That last bit is only effecting my generation and on since camcorder technology began to be affordable just in time for our teens.

North Korea testing nukes… Civil war in Iraq…. Some organic milk isn’t really organic…

There’s nothing left to fear but fear itself…. well… that and the unsettling notion that one day I could flip through YouTube and see a video clip of myself in ’89, jazz squaring through an off-key Grease medley during a show choir concert.

Yes… I was in show choir.

No… I don’t want to talk about it.

chicken.

BAM-boo

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*beep*

wow… I guess it *was* all about 80’s blinds effects last week.

We’ve got this bamboo plant that fat-chick-sings gave us years ago, (I believe as a house-warming gift) – that’s survived moves, broken containers, hungry cats…

It hasn’t just survived – it’s flourished… It’s more that twice it’s original size…

We took a cutting of it and gave some to Danny with his house warming gift… coincidental since Jeanette asked about how he was doing and told us to say hello for her…. funny how stuff like that works out.

We made it down in one piece… I’m sitting in a partially constructed outdoor lobby drinking coffee and eating something called “Coco Bread” – which could be explained as a dense white hamburger bun… (it’s a traditional breakfast-type thing here like we’d eat a bagel back home).

Waiting on our Cayman folks to meet me to go over the stuff to shoot this week.

*click*

*dial tone*