The Other Guys

Good Afternoon my lovies, it's been an interesting day. Quick routine visit to the doctor, then surprised by getting the day off, organizing some sewing projects, and eating two salads later... I am surrounded by drawing materials and watching a flick that makes me laugh and smile: The Other Guys.

If you haven't seen it or heard of it, it is about two detectives at the low end of the totem pole at a police station in New York. They are the worst match up ever as partners; one has anger issues, the other can't be peeled away from his desk and calculator. The two head detectives end up dead and in their wake all the other detectives are going after their head positions. So, these "other guys" have to start working together and get to know each other to be successful and try to earn the head postings.

I love how Will Ferrell and Mark Wahlberg are so opposite. They clash and somehow compliment each other. I just die laughing when Wahlberg eats dinner with Ferrell and Eva Mendez who plays Ferrell's wife. Wahlberg is in utter shock that Ferrell could ever get with, Let Alone, Marry someone as "hot" as Eva Mendez. Her and Ferrell liken how they first met to "You've Got Mail" with Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks. How their characters met really has Nothing in common with that movie, and the fact they are likening it to something that is so familiar to me, I intimately know how ridiculous the comparison is.  I have no idea why, but these characters are so ........ endearing to me in their ridiculousness. Will Ferrell brings such a nerdy personage to this movie, and Mark Wahlberg brings such sincerity to someone with over the top anger issues, I feel like just hugging this movie....

I hate to say this, I guess admit this, But I feel like life.... at least "my" life... can be like this.... And you're asking, "like what?.... two ridiculous detectives trying to get promoted?.." And my answer is "no.." I mean life is sometimes ridiculously unbelievable, we all have issues, we all react to stuff that happens differently, we are never "normal" (what is normal) and looking on the outside in, everything can seem so bizarre, but being on the inside of a situation, it's normal. Things that you have always known seem regular to you, but to me it's like hearing about life on Mars.

I sound so ridiculous talking about serious life in comparison to this movie, so I will shut up. But(!) I am happy and feel "at home" watching this.  I can't believe it is almost fall again, kids will be back in school soon, hopefully the weather will get cooler and not so hot. I hope all your summers are exciting and you were able to have some fun. If not I am rooting that there is some fun and excitement just waiting around the corner for you.

 Sincerely,
Read Riding Hood

Super Troopers, What-A-Burger, & The Rocketeer & Joe versus The Volcano

So my dear readers, here I am. Life has granted me the grace and possibility to love and to lose. I realize now, when people ask if it is better to love and to have lost, or to not have loved at all.... They are not asking or comparing, they are trying to see if you know that none of that matters. What matters is if you realize that love without loss, is not love at all. Without loss we cannot know love; without love, we cannot understand loss. If we had never tasted bad, how would we know what good is in comparison?.....

Anyway... Translation into normal english.

There are plenty of normal things I do and I have rediscovered. Liiiike the simplicity of going to the bookstore and finding a patch of bare carpet and planting myself indian style down and peeling the cover of my journal back and jotting down my random feelings and thoughts. I have rediscovered speaking my thoughts without filtering them. I have rediscovered the wonderful cash-chewy-ness of cashew chicken and rice. I have rediscovered the splendor of the movie theater and how comforting it has been and can be at times of great stress. I have rediscovered new things I hadn't tried before, like the movie, Super Troopers.

This is what I have been missing this whole time!!?!?... Sad day that I've existed this long without this awesome laugh... But happy day, that from now on I am aware that it's here for me if I should ever need a good laugh.

I have rediscovered what it's like to have family... and to have family that actually cares about you; family that wants to spend time with you and get to know. People that love you.. for just being you.

I have rediscovered my appetite for food... And What-A-Burger.

I have rediscovered curiosity for stories hidden in between the lines of peoples stories around me, abbreviated and hidden in the square plaques we put on our cars officially called "license plates." Every plate is a story.... If only I was able to look into the history of each one, imagine the crazy and stupendously boring things I would hear about.

I have rediscovered the memories and new enjoyment of watching old flicks I grew up on, like The Rocketeer. I thought Lady Luck was one of the prettiest and most classic looking actresses Ihad ever seen and I still think so.

I have rediscovered the understanding of my own story, and the stories that brought me here. I have rediscovered the glory and comedy of Joe Versus the Volcano once more. "They look like little monsters... But, they're good little monsters.".... "Long ago, the delicate tangles of his hair, covered the emptiness of my palm...." Look I don't know you, you're angry... I can see that. I'm very troubled... I'm not ready to.. There's only so much time, so use it well... I'm sitting here talking to you, I don't want to throw it away...

I have no response to that..

Then maybe you should take me back to the hotel....

Will you meet me for breakfast?... I told you I was a flibberty-gibbet. I'm sorry I was so grotesque last night. Can I ask you a question?... Why are you dressed as Jungle Jim?

Goodnight.