Too hot days. Swimming. Showers. Beaches. Waterballoons. Lakes. Water in general. Foul smelling health food drinks. Poetic justice. Backyardginans. Cherries. Other berries except for raspberries. Toothpaste. Vacuum cleaners. Yardwork. Socialism. Congressional oversight. Habeas corpus. Baking stones. Found furniture. Chicken stock.
Ignatius J. Reilly
Nasty, booger-nose funk.
I have hang up about films with a gerund in the title. I saw 'Boxing Helena' when it came out. That was a good title for sick film. It got right to the point yet you were always like, nah, no way, it's got to mean something else. Then I saw 'Chasing Amy' which was an incredibly lame film among a spate of gerund-film titles with 'Helena' envy. These gerund-film titles, likethe films themselves, are vague, cutesy and always smell a little like crap.Not to put too fine a point on it: http://orion.math.iastate.edu/burkardt/movieplay/movie_gerun d.htmlOkay, 'Raising Arizona' also gets a pass for originality and pure awesomeness, film-wise. And 'Being There', which is precisely about the open question of the present continuous vagueness of Being, more like 'Waiting for Godot 'than 'Going Cocoanuts'.
A Moment of Zen:
Messiah, by Gore Vidal - A mortician preaches a message that Death is okay, even preferable to Life, and the world embraces both the man and the message with dark, funny and anti-religious results.
All persons, living or dead, in any way involved in the development of contemporary panties.The bra people can go fuck themselves.