Short Bus

Wow. I just watched Short Bus. A movie I'd heard very little about. I knew that John Cameron Mitchell directed it. I had no idea what I was in for. I love JCM very much. I think he's a genius. This thought has not changed. I recommend this movie.

Don't watch it if you are remotely prudish however. We're talking beyond full frontal nudity here. We're talking actual sex. It's the most sexually graphic movie I've ever seen (outside of porn)

I find that incredibly refreshing. As one reviewer said on IMDB It "puts sex in perspective -- as part of all of our lives."

The movie had the depth I expected from JCM. Great story, great emotional depth, great sense of humor, great everything. Shame most people won't see it because of the sex stuff. Anyway. Great movie, see it if you want.

Simba's Ordeal

Hey there. I had quite a rude awakening this morning. We went out this morning to view the landscaping and cleaning up that had been done on the front yard of the house. It looks pretty awesome by the way.

Well, anyway. We hear this unholy meowing, coming from the air conditioner which is sitting in the yard awaiting it's summer use. I go up and remove a panel and hear the meows again. But I see nothing. Carol says "Is that Simba?" I look and see nothing, then she points to a place that a cat could not possibly be.





Simba was smashed into a space that was like 3 inches. I have no idea how he managed to get himself in there. He just meowed and meowed and I tried to comfort him. Carol went and found some tools and we got half of the bracket that held the wheel into place off. We were able to take some pressure off of him, for which he was grateful and tried to escape..but still couldn't move much. After a bit of frenzied prying and pulling we finally managed to get him out. he was covered with oil and water and was very cold. We took him in and put him under some warm water to warm him up and to wash some of the stuff off him. He's a bit loopy and isn't walking very well.

I hope that his condition is due to exhaustion and that he'll be back to his old crazy self soon. I laid in bed with him for a while to try to warm him up, cuz he was still shivering. I finally had to get up and built a little sauna for him out of my blanket where he is currently resting comfortably and warmly.

Today

Let's see. It was a slow day. I woke up and slept and slept and slept. Then I got up and went out and played with the horses a bit, then I slept some more. I don't like this sleeping thing. It's a nasty sign of depression.

I broke it off with Duane today. Kinda feel bad about that, but it's really for the best. I don't want to "drag his heart around" and I'm just not feeling it. I feel better having gotten it off my chest.

High point of my day...(I'm supposed to journal this, and it's kind of a good idea)...

I suppose it was when it first started raining and I was in town with Duane and it smelled so nice and it was really spring. I like that. I suppose it's not much, but it's something.

I took some pictures today. I'll share a few.

If anyone is reading this, which I doubt, you can check out the rest of my photographic endeavors online at
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On Casino Royal:

Bond is bond. This bond is ok. He's not interesting, not really funny. He's kind of an asshole. And thus continues the 007 misogynist fun. Women are pretty poorly treated in the bond films. They serve as not much more than things for Jimmy to have sex with. Judy Dench plays a strong M, but sinch any trace of sexuality has been removed from her, M might as well be being played by Don Knotts. The other girls serve as the sex puppets Ian Flemming wrote the type to be. I also missed the whole gadgets thing. What on earth made this movie's creators decide to do away with that bit? It's really one of the most enjoyable aspects of the movies. Q, with his precognitive abilities is able to tell just what gadgets will come in handy on Bond's next outing and James will use each and every one of them. We see a quick bit when Bond gets his new car. He's got some crap in the glove box, but we don't really see what it is...and it turns out to be coincidental thing...won't tell what, cuz don't want to spoil.