Hannibal lecter, carmel, and Other Bad Ways to Spend a Friday Night

   

    Watched Silence of the Lambs tonight--what a bad entertainment decision when you're feeling lousy on a Friday night.  If you ever look yourself in the mirror and say "I want to have a lousy day today", wake up at 4:45 in the morning, get yourself another parking ticket, sit alone on a campus of 50,000 people, and watch Silence of the Lambs.

    Wonder whether that was a real smile she flashed you in class after you picked up that pencil or whether you imagined it, wished it to be real.  Start at your 17th birthday and try to think of something significant you've done since then.  Try to think of an hour of your day that was better than 6 AM - 7 AM. 

    I tell you what team, things are not so hot these days.  The worst part is, the last thing anybody wants to do is hear a silver spoon kid complain.  If you were from Carmel, and I heard you like this, there would not be much sympathy au jus for your self-pity roast beef.

    Things always seem worse at night, I guess.  I got told that all the time when I would have melt downs right before my bedtime (10:00 PM through my senior year, I kid you not).  I didn't really like those lectures but I guess it's true.  It's going on midnight now, which puts me at...what...19 or so waking hours on about 5 hours of sleep? 

    Things will get better, they always do.  These paragraphs have been percolating since probably 2000-ish.  It will read pretty lousy tomorrow after we beat Michigan to all but clinch the Big Ten title. 

    For now though, it's a lot more cathartic than watching Hannibal Lecter tear those guards' faces off.  How could somebody write a movie where the evil psychiatric cannibalistic genius is the GOOD guy? 

   

Ols: My eyes hurt, and I have to do laundry tomorrow.

           

 

  

the rest of the thoughts            2.24.06