The Plot, Such As It Is, Thickens

Today, when I showed up at work, the girl who had driven me home (here), greeted me with a “Hello, lover,” which I thought was pretty funny.  I winked at her and went on about my day.

A couple hours later, I swung by her station to joke with her again about this whole situation, and she was talking to a douchey guy in a white beanie and baggy pants who was standing about twenty feet away from her.  I could tell that they had just wrapped up their conversation, and when I walked up to her to chat, I realized that the guy, now fixated intently on me and awkwardly lingering around after his conversation was over, was in fact the paranoid and over-possessive boyfriend who’d almost kicked my ass for no reason that fateful night.

I had a stilted exchange with the girl, all under the watchful eye of this dipshit, and then I had to walk on because Heaven forbid I be seen smiling and joking with his woman.

A little while later, once it was “safe”, I came back by to apologize for starting the fight that she’d probably be having later with him.  She blew it off like it was no biggee, but I hated knowing that she was going to have to deal with more of his shit later that evening, because apparently men aren’t allowed even to speak to her.

If this keeps up, I’m going to have to seduce this girl out of principle, because as it stands, I’m sneaking around in service of an affair that’s happening only in one jealous idiot’s mind.  I might as well be getting the actual pussy, too.

tymethiefslongerthoughts replied to your post: How about the Kimchee challenge I laid down yesterday, motherfucker! Write about the Kimchee shortage in South Korea!

I LOVE Kimchee… especially the super hot radish kind that curls your nose hair and completely clears your sinuses. Got a cold? One bit of good hot kimchee will you clear you right up!

Admittedly, I haven’t really explored Korean food, but I will say that I haven’t been particularly impressed with what I’ve found there.  And as far as clearing up sinuses goes, you get the same effect from some yummy fiery-hot tikka masala, which is both a super-blast of heat if made right and also so delicious I can’t stop eating it.

alohabetty replied to your post: I Forget How Fucking Amazing SCARFACE Is Until I Watch It Again

The Godfather isn’t pretentious; it’s perfection!

Don’t misunderstand me: I love The Godfather.  The movie is class through and through.  Sometimes, however, you don’t want class.  You want sleaze and over-the-top violence, which is what you get from Scarface.

Compared straight across the board, The Godfather is the better movie, hands down.  I watch it more more often than Scarface, but sometimes all of that lush cinematography and restrained storytelling can be a bit claustrophobic.

I Forget How Fucking Amazing SCARFACE Is Until I Watch It Again

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Fuck, this movie, man.  FUCK.  More violence, sleaze, 80’s glitz, and terrible Faux-ban accents than one movie should be able to contain.

A lot of people dismiss Scarface as an amoral trifle, but they are unwilling or unable to see the immense love and craftsmanship that Brian DePalma brought to this old-school rags-to-riches crime saga.  This is a fucking classic, and not just because rappers like it, or because Spenser’s merchandises the fuck out of it.  It’s powerful.  It’s cartoonish.  It’s beautiful.  It’s The Godfather without the pretension.

I.  Love.  This.  Fucking.  Movie.

Not just because I’m slightly drunk.

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I had a crush on Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio back in the day.  The hair is a little wild, but everything else is tasty.  When it comes to boners in Scarface, it was always a toss-up between her and Michelle Pfeiffer.  (Edge goes to Mastrantonio because Pfeiffer is such a cuntish ice-queen.)