Mago de Oz 'La Leyenda de La Mancha'

Yes, it has been a long time since my last update and please accept my apologies. Now that my week has become a little less hectic, I am finally able to sit down at my computer and type this bad boy up. So, here goes…

Thanksgiving was rather uneventful. There were no killings or even a fight when my family got together. It’s not like fighting or murder is likely to take place, but one can hope. Thanksgiving is more or less about getting together to eat and watch some football in our family. I ate, but I didn’t watch any football. If the Redskins aren’t playing, then my interests lead me to watch the latest things to arrive in my mailbox from Netflix.

Hell, I can’t even remember what I watched. I now know that I should have made some notes. Oh well, what is done is done. Here are the ones that I do remember…

‘Meet the Fockers’ was a COMPLETE waste of time. The only redeeming value was Blythe Danner. I don’t know how old she is, but damn… The woman is hot!

Whenever I put a disc in the player, I immediately go to the special features to see if there’s something to activate before I watch the movie. On ‘Fockers’, they had a feature where the cuts were made; you could interrupt the flow and put them back in. The DVD would let you know that one was coming up whenever you saw a blue silhouette of a dog in the bottom left corner of your television screen. I couldn’t understand why they were using a blue dog until the Focker’s dog ended up in an RV toilet. And after the second time seeing the added scenes, I knew that the feature was a real waste of time because the movie sucked eggs.

I’m sure that if I were in some sort of vegetative state, I would have enjoyed this flick. Even the blooper reel sucked. What’s up with Dinero and Hoffman? Do they really need the money that bad to make such crap?

Yeah, I can forgive Ben Stiller because he’s become quite adept at making crap. He hasn’t really done anything of merit since ‘Permanent Midnight’ and ‘The Ben Stiller Show’ that ran on FOX some years ago.

I met my buddy Christine for drinks at the Brassfield Ham’s last Saturday night. I was feeling a little hungry and I chose another fowl to eat since I had become bored with turkey. I got the Atomic Hot wings and a pitcher of Yuengling. I was enjoying the wings and I couldn’t understand why they were called “Atomic Hot” because I was feeling no heat whatsoever. Christine ate one and said, “Eugene. Those wings are hot.”

Has my mouth become desensitized by all of the hot sauce that I consume on a regular basis?

That must be the same reason why a pitcher of beer barely gave me a buzz. Hmmmm…

Christine dropped one of her Netflix discs on me to watch if I promised to put it in the mail on Monday. It was ‘Kingdom of Heaven’ starring Orlando Bloom with Liam Neeson.

Christine loved it, but me, it was so-so. Sure, the action scenes were cool and the special effects in the fight scenes were bitchin’, but the movie lacked something that I haven’t put my finger on yet. Even as I write this, I still don’t know why I didn’t really care for the film.

Right now, I’m enjoying HBO’s ‘From The Earth To The Moon’ series. While watching it, I can’t help but think how primitive automobiles, communications, and other technologies were back then. But yet they managed to send animals and humans into space and bring them back safely. People were using rotatory dial phones and some cases, still using party lines to communicate. Yet we were talking to astronauts high above the Earth.

Take a look at a classic car sometime and notice how much of a deathtrap those things were when they rolled off the factory line back in the 60’s, and somehow, we managed to send people into orbit around the Earth and Moon? It completely blows my mind.

As for the moon landing, I’m still not convinced that we actually did it. There are WAY too many things that point out fabrication in those events. Yeah… I’m one of those kooky conspiracy nuts.

After all, the U.S. was in a space race with Russia and we had to get our red, white, and blue penis into the heavens and deposit little white men on the moon before those godless heathens did. At least, that was the spin from everyone supporting the space race. We had to get our feet onto the moon’s surface before some communist did or we’d all be speaking Russian right now.

That too, blows my mind.

So, to me, it’s not too farfetched that the moon landing was a hoax. And as far as I know, no Russian has landed on the moon.

I remember a little about the moon landing back in 1969. I wasn’t even three years old when it happened and when I told my parents some years ago that I remembered it, they scoffed. So I proved to them that I remembered by explaining in great detail where the television, sofa, and chairs were in the living room during that historic broadcast. I recall everyone having his or her eyes glued to the screen for it and I guess my tiny little brain (not much different today) stored it away as something largely significant to be remembered. My parents believed me.

I also have ‘War of the Worlds’ with Tom Cruise waiting to be viewed. I’m a fan of the original and I have an album copy of Orson Welles’ radio broadcast that scared the living fecal matter out of everyone almost a century ago. I hope to be pleasantly surprised by Steven Spielberg’s remake.

The invitation to be my Netflix buddy is always on the table… eugenebsims@yahoo.com

My nephew Preston turned five last Saturday. He seemed to get nothing but Fisher-Price Rescue Heroes for his birthday. He loves those things and tomorrow, I’m taking him to his first ever visit to Toys ‘R Us. That should be exciting. I’ll be sure to get him hopped up on sugar before going so that he’ll relieve himself in a playhouse display.

That happens all the time.

I worked part-time at the old Carolina Circle Toys ‘R Us back in the early 90’s to make ends meet and I will have to say that I enjoyed it. I met people back then that I still call friends today. And along with my Peaches Music & Video days, I have noticed that there are bonds still going with people that I worked with in retail.

What is it about working in retail where bonds develop with coworkers that last for years?

I never had any other relationships that have truly lasted outside of the retail environment until now with my job in radio.

I didn’t plan on writing about that. It makes me think.

I’ll let you know about ‘War of the Worlds’ tomorrow when I update again.