My fingers are numb, my face is red, and I'm standing on a ladder putting up fake pine branches wrapped in Christmas lights which, against all odds, seem to work. All I want is some hot chocolate, but for some reason I can't keep the first verse of "Silver Bells" from running through my head. It has apparently been recorded by everyone who has ever been in the music business, probably as some sort of initiation ritual, but the version that gets stuck in my head at this time of year (I don't much care for the song, by the way) is from the 1975 LP record "Merry Christmas From Sesame Street," which I believe my parents still own (much to their chagrin). Sigh. I guess I'm ready for December to be here. I do love a great deal of it very much, though I shall have to try to avoid stores and such to the greatest extent possible until it's all over with.
In other, totally unrelated news, it appears that the rumors that have (apparently) been circulating in unsavory corners of the entertainment industry for lo these many years are in fact true. I don't know what else to say, really. I only bring it up because some part of me, and it's a part of myself which I do not fully understand, is thinking hell yeah. The only thing I can be led to conclude is that there is either some part of me which loves to suffer, or else one which enjoys terrible, terrible cinema.
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how many rambo movies are we at now? and does stallone realize that he's like 60 and it might be time to find something else to do with his life?
but yeah...umm...try listening to "don't they know it's christmastime in africa?" it's a classic...supposedly.
I'm actually getting to listen to a whole slew of NEW Christmas songs that are actually rather cute and enjoyable. Most of them come off of a German Children's CD that has become Jakob's new favorite... particularly the one about these crazy awesome baked apples.
F***ing A! Prediction: John Rambo dies in this one. And I hope that he uses the word "pwned" at least once, though I'm not holding my breath.
Also, Sly definitely does not realize that he's 60 and needs to move on. In fact, he's in denial. I read an article with him where he talks about how he's not ready to slow down and how he's not going to admit he's old before he's ready, etc. It was hilarious.
Also, he is a really, really bad actor, as this preview demonstrates completely.
Ha, I wish that the preview worked better, the snippets that came through look...awesome?
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