calvin and hobbes.

i miss that show. a lot. did bill waterson die? go crazy? why are none of my favourite comic strips funny anymore? last time i read "get fuzzy" it was like "family circle" on heroin. poop. and "the boondocks" seems more like it was written by a bored white guy in the seventies tryna be edgy.
last night the woman next to me and i had a similar experince to the hopper-at-the-dogpark anecdote, except it was with mosquitoes along the white. and they weren't dancing and playing. and we killed as many as possible. and we were alone, but not separate from each other. in fact, it was less like edward hopper and more like the archetypal monet, maybe the bridge at argentuíl. except for the women with parasols and the bridge and the smoky boats on the water and the fact that the two rivers couldn't be more different. there was water and shadows and trees and grass, so there's something in common, i guess. there were dogs involved at one point, but they knew each other. one was a black lab with a red collar named, of all things, "blue". then we had tacos. tacos are pretty righteous. probly an "8" on the FBC scale of "food awesomeness". we also had beers. i had a "mud slinger", which is a seasonal brew; oddly enough not aligned with "elections season" but rather "early spring", which is to say mid february. speaking of february, it din't really snow in february.
oh! i have some movie reviews:
"avatar" by JAMES FKN CAMERON: no ryan bingham.
"sherlock holmes" starring some dudes: no ryan bingham. i think there's a coke nose, but i din't see the movie.
"crazy heart" starring "the dude" and "that scottish or irish dude with the heavy eyebrows" as "dirty" country singers who actually have clear, good voices but are somehow kinda patterned after the highwaymen: RYAN BINGHAM!! oh wait, there he goes. no more ryan bingham. I WANNA HEAR THAT SONG!!!!! maggie gyllenhall, unbelieveable as a writer and struggling mom. I WANNA HEAR THAT SONG!!!!! really cool moment where waylon's "are you sure hank done em this way" came on. oops, roll the suburban off the highway. "write" a line for the song. maggie yells at the dude, then starts to cry. more drama. the dude goes home to houston. more drama. maggie doesn't wanna see the dude again. dude's son won't talk to him. dude struggles with the song. JUST PLAY THE (*#&$(&*#$(&*^ SONG!!!!! changes the song. screen goes black. "sixteen months later". . . oh yeah. somewhere in there, the dude sobers up. robert duvall as a sober bartender. and, finally, the song. done by the scottish or irish dude with the heavy eyebrows. i have a rewrite suggestion: WAY MORE RYAN BINGHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
that is all.