Kids (1995)

Similar to Requiem, a one-time-only must-watch.

Requiem for a Dream. You’re absolutely correct, a one-time-only must-watch. I always enjoyed re-watching films with friends, but this one is a no go. One thousand years ago, I added the DVD release to my collection on release. Where I grew up, our movie theater only carried ultra-mainstream titles, so when films like Requiem released to theaters, it was either a 2+ hour trek to the nearest metropolitan area or just wait for it to release on DVD. I could be misremembering, but I believe the DVD case was one of those awful cardboard cases with the plastic clip. Anyway, it was mixed in with the rest of the DVD collection I proudly displayed in my living room (we all did this). At least until I had to refuse requested viewing by different guests not once, but twice. Fortunately, somewhere around that same time, I pumped the brakes on tangible media, and started gathering digital rips. Packed all that valueless stuff up, and shoved it up in the attic.

I’ve always been anti-fascist. Now, according to President Lumpy DicknBalls, I’m a terrorist because I’m not a fascist.

Unpopular opinion (or fuck, maybe popular), permanent reassignment of the term “retard” to MAGA republicans. Get on it Marian-Webster.

When did we say he wasn’t? Just because his camp isn’t speaking the obvious doesn’t mean it isn’t abundantly true. I’ll never understand how human shit piles seem to live forever, while death creeps up on the few remaining decent people in the world. Guy I work with who would literally go out of his way to help ANYONE with ANYTHING. Even helped me swap my car’s alternator in the work parking lot one afternoon (we work in IT). Lived with cancer for 9 years, died last month at 59. Meanwhile, the Pedo Party 70+ crowd dismantles the world, laughing all the way to the bank, raping kids.

I get paid to encourage people to use it at work. I’m a problem, creating more problems to solve my own problems.

Convinced. Sounds like I need to invest in a horn. I’m clearly lacking civility.

Shoe horns. My 86 year old father in law still uses one and swears by it. Doesn’t put shoes without the assistance of the horn. I’ve seen it in action, and it seems to work? Even on some tied shoes!

My parents smoked Reds indoors their entire life. I essentially smelled like an ashtray throughout childhood until I moved out for college. Even experienced respiratory issues throughout high school sports. Used to have to borrow my grandma’s portable O2 tank to use for practice breaks. I feel this, and I hate it.

I find there are very few albums that are great beginning to end, and I’m not including “greatest hits” or “Best of…” collections.

1. The Crystal Method - Vegas
2. Bad Mojos - Songs that Make You Wanna Die!
3. GZA - Pro Tools
4. Sloppy Seconds - Destroyed (guilty pleasure of mine)
5. Eddy Current Suppression Ring - Primary Colours