Topic 1: My Wife.

My wife!  What can I say about my wife!  I could explain in detail how I love every single aspect of her existance, from the way she looks at me to the way she makes strange soft moan / snoring noises that wake me in a panic in the middle of the night.  I could go on and on about how adorable she is, about how her little psycho routines and bizarre obsessive behaviors and loving gestures and selfless acts are what make my day possible.  I could do this for days and weeks.

I'm totally in love with that chick.

Topic 2: My Father and Music.

My dad turned 59 yesterday.  He was 3/4ths of his way into a bottle of 12 year old Dewars, listening to Miles and Coltrane, smoking a pricey cigar, getting ready to throw together a gourmet pasta dish from six ingredients.  I wished him a happy, and he turned the music down and stepped outside to smoke his cigar.  He lives in a little quad-plex in Livermore, in a predominantly hispanic blue collar neighborhood.  Reminds him of El Paso, where he spent his teenage years, formed a band, met my mom, had kids, worked his ass off day and night, had his formative life.  He loves it, I can hear it in his voice. Yeah, it's California and no-one actually likes California, but he loves it.

His apartment is decorated in 1940's Bogart Egypt Lounge style.  Totally on accident, this motif.  Camels and fine worn brown leather.  Pictures of exotic locales, dark lighting, dark wood.

My dad at 59 feels better than he did in his 30's.  Is happier than he's benn, has a clear path and knows his routines, loves his family, spins wisdom and humor and love.

He and I are music fans, music afficianados, slaves to good music.  Last night we got into a discussion about which albums I was trying to find on vinyl.  I've been looking for any Robert Johnson outside of "King of the Delta Blues," the Beach Boys "Endless Summer" and "Pet Sounds," the 12" single of "Deep" by Peter Murphy, and any decent delta blues, Texas blues, and ancient Honky Tonk.  So we started talking music, which always takes hours and always is fun.  It's like talking about cars with a car nut.  We take the music apart, find relationships between artists, and introduce one another to music we'd not have heard otherwise.  I normally end up with a page of names or album titles to track down.

Right now, he's trying to track down a copy of Bob Seger's "Smokin' O.P.'s" on vinyl.  My mother has his copy, I am sure of it.  So we have a discussion about what she still has.  Which turns his mind to her, and him.

I had to back away from that.  His tone and voice did not change, and to any outward appearence his mood didn't change, but I know him as well as I know me.  I hope it was only a minor scuff on an otherwise brilliant evening; his girlfriend was on her way over, and she's pretty damn cool, so I'm sure she saved the day.

Topic C: Cars.

My fist car was a truck.  It was a 1968 Ford F100 with a 300ci straight 6, 3 speed on the column with overdrive, and one of those all-vinyl no-nonsense interiors that you could just hose out.

I loved that truck.  It was actually my step-father's truck, and he'd purchased it from his father, who'd bought it new in Santa Fe in 1967.  It ran rough until we figured out that someone at sometime had cut some sort of emissions control and the engine was compression leaking like mad. Six bolts to replace the bad hack and the truck ran like new, just like new.  The motor was as clean as the day it had been assembled.  Being a straight six, the motor took almost no room, and I could stand in the engine bay to work on it.  Supposedly pushing around 250hp and 300lb of torque, the motor was the "high output" version, intended for towing.  The white paint was impervious to scratches.  The whole package was ideal except: no stereo and no air conditioning.  Both are a detriment to a highschool student in the southwest.  But there was nothing like the freedom, late at night after work (my first part time gig was at a burger joint) driving through the cooling desert, up the quiet hiway toward home.  I loved it.  The old yellowing lights in the dashboard, the baked vinyl smell.

I now own a 2005 Acura RSX type S.  It's a Civic in many ways, is called the Honda Integra on other shores, and is a very nice, well made car.  It's like a precision instrument, a swiss watch.  It is fast, the motor is lively and loud when it needs to be, the six speed tranny is precise and perfectly done.  Front drive, which is annoying, but nothing is perfect.  More and more, though, I find myself wanting something...less.  Something dirty, impolite, with no amenities.  I'd love to get an old Ford pickup, and restore it to factory.  No hotrod nonsense, just clean and running like a sewing machine.  No A/C, no ABS, no airbags, no proper safety gear...drum brakes...three speed on the column with a kick-up overdrive....

Topic H.5: Chicks.

I mentioned my wife earlier, and mentioning her gets me all worked up.

Current celebrity crushes:

  1. Amy Hadley from News 8 Austin.  I saw her lugging a camera at the opening of the Blanton.  I almost fell over.  Se does these "Fit for Friday" segments where the producers try to kill her in amusing ways.  She's cute but not obnoxiously so, is disarming in her sort of numbling charm.  I saw her putting gas in her car one day and nearly went all fanboy at the gas pump.  That's how bad this is.  Scary, really.
  2. Gabrielle Union.  She reminds me of a girl that I tutored in highschool and dated for about two weeks.  Except much better looking.
  3. Sandra Oh. Both Laurea and I have a huge crush on Sandra Oh.  She seems like the kind of person who'd just as soon kick your ass as say hi.
  4. Julia Stiles.  For a guy who doesn't like skin-and-bones anorexia victims, this makes no sense.  Her mouth scares me.  In a good way.  And her dancing-on-the-table scene in "10 Things I Hate About You" is worth the rest of it.
  5. Julianne Moore.  Yeah.  Oh hell yeah.  In Boogie Nights?  Oh my god.
  6. Sarah Silverman, who I'd love to hear a dirty joke from in person.
There are a few others, mostly the same as the last time I did this.  With one notable exception: Christina Ricci.  (NOTE: links may be NSFW) She's apparently a concentration camp victimComparison. Sad.  Very sad.

That's it for me today.  Nothing heavy.  No offensive audio content.  No real writing.  Just, friday.

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That publicity photo for The Opposite of Sex by ambrosen (4.00 / 2) #1 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:04:03 AM EST
Had me drooling every time I saw it at the time it was out. I'd find myself picking up the cinema brochure every time I walked past just to have a look.

Ricci is genuinely anorexic, and admits it. Poor women. Especially as she's really rather pretty, and always seems rather nice.

Re: cars. It's a nice sunny day, so I think I'll put the back of mine up on the axle stands and see what I can do about hacking the rear wheels to stand level.

Also, what with you knowing stuff, you know those rubber bushings that hold the silencer/muffler box in place: if your silencer box has fallen beneath then, is there any trick to wedging them back in place? Or is it not a standard enough thing for what I'm saying to make sense?

Not quite standard. by blixco (4.00 / 2) #2 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:10:14 AM EST
It would totally depend on the mounting.  If it's a question of lubrication (for lack of a better term), use rubbing alcohol.  That will allow the bushing to slip over what it needs to slip over, and will evaporate, allowing the bushing to seal and seat.

But that may not be what you're asking.

In re: Christina Ricci,  I wonder if she's getting treatment or counseling?  Not that I care that much, but it's sad to have a talented cute chick starve to death in front of the cameras.
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco

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WIPO by sasquatchan (4.00 / 1) #3 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:12:41 AM EST

Though the Mrs qualifies for 'build a nuclear reactor while knitting a sweater' (and cooking a fancy ethnic dinner, and fixing the rotten wood on the porch). Wonderful woman.

Ms Stiles was quite cute in the Bourne movies, but 85% of that was her wardrobe. Not sure I agree on the anorexia, but meh.

Get by blixco (4.00 / 2) #4 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:14:54 AM EST
"10 Things I Hate About You" and watch nothing but her table dance thing.

I love that song now.  I want that table.  I'm feeling frisky just thinking about it. I I I I....

Sorry.  Was that your leg?  Sorry.
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco

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otherwise though, by garlic (4.00 / 1) #7 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:43:36 AM EST
what a dumb, dumb movie.

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Oh yeah. by blixco (2.00 / 0) #8 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:46:53 AM EST
Though I think it was one of the first "Shakespeare as 90's teenage movie" movies.  And it was the intro to Heath Ledger for many.

Awful, though.  Heavy handed and awful.  But who cares?  It had that one scene!
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco

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one of the first? by tps12 (4.00 / 1) #10 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 06:33:28 AM EST
Have there been others? (I think I remember a Hamlet, but I don't remember what it was called.) I think 10 Things is a fine, charming movie in its own right. Considering its target audience, it's incredible. Also, Tacoma represent.

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There were a few. by blixco (2.00 / 0) #11 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 06:41:56 AM EST
More than a few, but I can't recall all of them now.  O, Hamlet, and a couple of Taming of the Shrews.

The movie had its moments, and given the target audience I guess OK yeah.  I mean, I'm a fan of Bring It On for godsake.

Don't tell anyone, though.

But yeah.  Julia Stiles!
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco

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The Claire Danes Leo DiCaprio Romeo and by georgeha (4.00 / 1) #12 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 06:56:57 AM EST
Juliet was 1996.

IMBD also says My Own Private Idaho is based on Henry IV.

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so yeah... by clock (4.00 / 1) #5 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:39:07 AM EST
...i need to get to austin soon.  the end of this month will involve a trip to visit a larva...beyond that, i need to see when my native guide can bug out.  we need to do this.  it's overdue.  just like the rest of my life.

rock on.  and get that truck.  it's good for you.

I agree with clock entirely --Kellnerin

I need to get to Houston soon. by blixco (4.00 / 1) #6 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:41:00 AM EST
The RoT motorcycle rally is this weekend, which means all of our roads are going to be choked with lawyers on Harleys.  However: soon.  Indeed, damnit.
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco
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amen. by clock (4.00 / 1) #9 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:53:08 AM EST
name the time.  we're always open.

I agree with clock entirely --Kellnerin

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Sandra Oh by darkcity (4.00 / 1) #13 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 07:08:58 AM EST

She and I used to take piano lessons from the same teacher back in the 80s.  She was always much better than I was, but that was probably because 1. She was older than I was and 2. She probably practiced way more than I did.

It's kind of cool to know that you knew a celebrity before they made it big.  Even back then, you got the feeling that she was destined for greater things mostly, in my opinion, because she worked so hard and so relentlessly (at piano anyway).

The only celeb crush for me. by lb008d (4.00 / 1) #14 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 07:35:43 AM EST
Audrey Tautou

Oh Mz. Silverman by 606 (4.00 / 2) #15 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 01:33:05 PM EST
She was on Mr. Show and Aqua Teen Hunger Force (well, her voice)! But I hear she's married to the guy who does the voice for the announcer on Powerpuff Girls. Oh well.

Christina Ricci nooooooooo!! First we lose Lindsay Lohan and now you? For shame!

imagine dancing banana here

Silverman by vorheesleatherface (4.00 / 1) #16 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 02:41:15 PM EST
speaking of her telling dirty jokes...did you hear her tell the one about the family vaudville act?

Yes. by blixco (4.00 / 1) #17 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 05:52:32 PM EST
Her version was the naughtiest, because it was her telling it.
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco
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Yeah by vorheesleatherface (4.00 / 1) #18 Fri Jun 02, 2006 at 06:49:47 PM EST
Hers was awesome. But I also loved Gilbert G. being nasty. I kept picturing the parrot from alladin telling the joke.

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Say, isn't that first by grendel (4.00 / 1) #19 Sat Jun 03, 2006 at 06:18:42 AM EST
woman the one we saw at the museum opening when I visted? If so she's cuter in person.

Have I told you much about my truck? I have a '96 F-150 with the 4.9 litre inline 6. 2 door, 2 wheel drive. It's very much the newer version of your old truck. Want to meet in Amarillo and trade cars for a couple months?

I'm glad your father's doing well. I really like the guy.

That's her. by blixco (4.00 / 1) #20 Sat Jun 03, 2006 at 08:17:31 AM EST
You recall, I nearly fell apart.

Your truck sounds close to what I want, but I really want a 68 or 69.  But yeah, let's trade...once gas goes down to $2 a gallon.
Taken out of context I must seem so strange - Ani DiFranco

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Damn it. by grendel (4.00 / 1) #21 Sat Jun 03, 2006 at 02:44:06 PM EST
I wanted your car because gas is $80 a gallon. That, and to drive like a maniac, OK, a fast maniac.

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