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2001-11-18 / 3:50 a.m. ~Others, Somewhere, Looking Up, Seeing the Same Thing~ It's almost 4:00 in the morning. I soon have to decide what to do, where to go to try to see the meteor shower. The Earth will be passing through the tail of a comet, and how cool is that? If only I were out in the country...that would be perfect...but I am just outside the city, a big city, and there are lights all around, and since I slept all day, was up briefly, then slept most of the evening, and now feel weak and weird, I don't want to operate heavy machinery, i.e. my car, as in going for a drive to the country to see a meteor shower. Most likely I will use the excuse that I have not checked my mail. I will walk down to the mailboxes, paranoid that I will be attacked by some gang of young men, young men with nothing better to do than attack single, unescorted women on Saturday night, well, early Sunday morning. No, I don't live in the 'hood, well, yes, I sort of do. I fell asleep on the sofa watching Dean Martin as Matt Helm in "The Silencers". I'd seen it before, possibly more than once, and it's really a stupid movie. I'm sorry, but I prefer James Coburn as Flint in any of the two or three Flint movies, "In Like Flint", "Our Man Flint", whatever. And of course, Sean Connery as Bond, James Bond. Deano was too...smarmy. Just not sexy enough, too tan, too...eh...I don't know. I just don't know. But for some reason his movies were more appealing to me when I was a kid. I didn't mind his smarminess then. I just ate two packets of apples and cinnamon instant oatmeal, reconstituted of course, and I'm drinking Sleepytime tea. My stomach has been all wacky from the extra gram of Vitamin C I took. I'm guessing that's the reason it sounds like it's talking, or purring, or inhabiting an alien life form, or something. It's being shredded, eaten away by acid, or something. I hope the oatmeal helps. So, I woke up and turned on "Lenny", but fell asleep through most of the first part, then watched the middle through the end. I remember my father taking me to see that movie when it came out in theatres, and I must've been 11 or 12, and I didn't like it, it was "inappropriate", I thought, how could he take me to see that? Now, of course, well, it's interesting, it's technically interesting, in black and white, low camera angles, incredible acting, and intense story, but then...I was just a kid. The ending shot, the dead Lenny Bruce lying there on the floor, naked, was so sad, I couldn't sit through the credits, changed the channel immediately. I just felt so badly for him. All he wanted to do was express himself, and all anyone else wanted to do was to stop him. Well, anyone being the "authorities". Jim Morrison went through something similar. Constantly being challenged for his style, for being different, for being on an edge. I wonder what sorts of things Lenny would have to say now though, about the war, about this government we have.... Okay, it's 4:00, I'm going to get dressed and head outside, to look up, into the sky, to see what I can see, what astronomical phenomenon I can witness, and think of others doing the same, somewhere, looking up, seeing the same thing. Cost of the War in Iraq
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