2019-01-10 Another / J-Te®m ,another / F®ankenstein
‘There is something
at wo®k in my soul’ Mary Shelley writes it better in her own me-moi®s in this
movie of the same name, ‘which I do not / understand’, something at work in my
soul (hooker please -id.) that I do not / understand is all / we gots.
Never / did.
Behold / the (s) /
(b) / (f) / logger, innit It. He riseth
up early-ish in the morning – after a ®are good night’s / sleep – of a
Thi®stday morning, and they never get any more, or any less / thi®sty. Mighty are his preparations, a ®are good
night’s / sleep is all / we gots.
‘If you like to
read’ Mary Shelley’s father says it better to the eponymous (that’s enough
-id.) character played by Dakota Fanning at the beginning if this movie -
before during and after the swelling violins on the soundtrack start to tell us
the when and the how but not the why to How Does It Feel, and b®utalist dialog
/ sink it – ‘you have the wo®ld within reach’, it’s a good / line, the when and
the how but not the why to How Does It Feel is all / we / gots.
He may have to / just did reach for his beloved ea®buds –
your man ©in the humble(d) narrator of this Take This Thing Back to
Baltimore me-moirs and Another / J-Te®m ,another / F®ankenstein goes on and
on and on within the pixels and pages of the same about how if Netflix In©. is
the apex of te©h and it all ends / now, ©in would be plenty / happy, but in
truth without earbuds and the Sony Walkman USB edition to get him through
these l
o n g
c o l d d a
y s a n
d n i g
h t s of
J-Te®m, he would be / sunk – acting up in here in the ©indominium just as he
does in the movie theatres around O-Town where he can be found each and any and
every day of the week with ‘day’ in it prowling around the perimeters and
pa®king lots of the same and smoking him some of that devil’s lettu©e before
during and after videeing or at least in good faith cintending to videe the
Featu®e P®esentation playing / inside,
and turning to his ea®buds on the frequent occasions where the b®utalist
dialogue of a movie makes it ©intole®able, but the visuals are alright, the
Featu®e P®esentation is all / we gots.
And alas dea® reade®(s) the
dialogue in Mary Shelley is b®utalist, always a t®avesty when a di®ector
manages to turn the source material for the likes of the author of F®ankenstein
and turns it into a Hallma®k Afte® S©hool / Spe©ial, already and only ten
minutes into the movie and ©in has no choice but to jam in his ea®buds into his
ea®holes, awaiting the arrival of de Niro’s c®eature F®ankenstein to wreak him
some havo© - though part of ©in knows that de Ni®o’s role was in Kenneth
Branagh’s servi©eable movie version of the immo®(t)al Mary Shelley sto®y,
actually a quite / good ve®sion be©ause de Ni®o as F®ankenstein, - a Hallma®k
Afte® S©hool / Spe©ial is all / we gots.
©in gots to videe him Mary Shelley /
the movie, tho, if not audee it, he had to earn / this ®ental DVD, ‘see jigger
giving head’ Jay Z raps it better even now through ©in’s ea®holes in his
immo®(t)al tune Watch Me, ‘to every man she gets’. He almost had to pay the top / dolla® rate at your man the movie ®ental place Glebe
©inema (he kids you / not, that’s / the
name of it) for this one be©ause New / ®elease - though your man the owne® of
the same Pete® knew better than to do that / to ©in, who is one of their most
loyal and stupid ©ustomers, though he did drop the hateful ‘I’ll return it’
line that your man the owner Pete® and his d®oogs save for the rare o©casion that
finds your man ©in renting a New ®elease be©ause ®etarded and they always /
suck, ‘tomorrow’.
Good times, ‘what’ your man
Pete® the owner of Glebe ©inema aksed it better of ©in before during and after
their thri©e-weekly kabuki theat®e dan©e waiting at the ©heck-out line of the
same, where ©in rents four DVDs for twenty bu©ks and shares wa® sto®ies with
®andos / galo®e and with people / he knows as he always and only does – and
before during and after ©in was going on and on and on as he always and only
does about how we had J-Te®m at ©lub Midd, and hopefully they still / do, the
month of Janua®y given over to one a©ademic course only, and he uses the term
loosely, as opposed to the regular four courses or whatnot required during the
non-J Te®m months of the s©hool year, and how, back in the 20th, we
took ‘F®en©h ©inema’ as our J-Te®m course at ©lub Midd, innit ©ash, videeing
movie after movie after movie at the Atwater theatre, which required a good
hike back and forth both in that f®igid Ve®mont ©old, before during and after
drinking ©offee and smoking da®ts and god knows what / else, innit god in the
Binge / Pu®ge Suite – ‘a©ademic level / was that ?’, Pete® choosing his words
carefully as himself a former teacher, and not understanding as usual a wo®d
that ©in / was going on and on and on about, and expecting ‘G®ade Seven’ maybe
at the highest as an answer for such a J-Te®m cu®®i©ulum, sharing wa® sto®ies
with ®andos / galo®e and with people / he knows
is all / we gots.
Cinte®lude
and yes it’s J-Te®m ©old up in here in O-Town, ‘©old’ the saying from up the
Valley has it better, ‘as a wit©h’s / tit.’
Not so ©old though
apparently that your man ©in didn’t just now throw him some of them i©e ©ubes
into the powde®ed lemonade and wate® mix that he just brewed / up, powde®ed
lemonade of course and no end of it and by / the c®ate your BFF during the
course of ®egime ze®o be©ause no one wants to haul around six-pa©ks of ©oke or
whatevs, ‘that shit’ ©in says it better apropos the same to who(m)ever will
listen, neither party missing / the i®ony, ‘is heavy. And will kill / you’, though of course ©in
makes an exceptions for six-pa©ks of his beloved pla©ebee®, ‘one of God’s’ he’s
called them, and more / than once, to who(m)ever will listen, ‘tende® /
me®©ies’, innit God, ©old as a wit©h’s / tit’ is all / we gots.
Course your man
Pete® - he knows he knows, ©in is b®eaking the ©a®dinal ®ule and Fou®th Wall of
this Take This Thing Back to Baltimore me-moi®s and Another / J-Te®m
,another / F®ankenstein , namely anonymity but SFW, innit Jenke, your man Pete®
is / a playa – wasn’t above getting his-self into mis©hief of his own during
their th®ice-weekly Kabuke (hooker please -id.) theat®e movie ®ental scene from
earlier this Thi®stday at Glebe ©inema either, ‘I just got’ your man Pete® said
it better to ©in before during and after making the flimsiest of excuses, of
going down to O-Town’s Bank Street to collect him his sidewalk billboard
advertising his business Glebe ©inema to ®ando passers-by outside, to chat up
his latest, and last before ©in, movie-renting customer of evening, a sassy and
sau©y blonde teacher and former ©olleague of Pete®, the two of whom’s earlier conversation
upstairs ©in could not but help but overhear be©ause ©u®ious ©u®io and a nosey
pa®ke®, ‘a date’, getting a date is all / we gots.
Your man ©in had
tried to be as unobtrusive as a six-foot and two-bills man can be, with a face that looks like he ran the
hundred-and-forty yard dash in a hundred-yard / gym, at Glebe ©inema earlier
this Thi®stday evening, before during and after your man Pete® the owner of the
same – he has a Hai® ©lub For Men-type story when it comes to owning the last
neighborhood ®ental store in O-Town (and God forgive us for letting it come /
to that, innit God), ‘I was one of the more loyal customers’ Pete® explained it
much better to his saucy and brassy blonde ex-colleague just back from a
year-long teaching sabbatical in ©uba, ‘before I bought / the pla©e’ - and his
ex-©olleague, and hopefully future / pa®amou® chatted each other up as all
teachers do, which is to bad-mouth their charges, the lady teacher going on and
on and on about how in kindergarten these days apparently the little ©hild®en
lash out and hit the teachers morning noon and night be©ause little monste®s.
Good times, though
he doesn’t yet have a ©innamon gi®l of his own, it is not for lack / of trying,
like all spe©ies on god’s g®een ea®th, innit god, and as a male of the spe©ies
like the rest of them, he parades around morning noon and night chasing tail,
and like with all species either the ladies and females of / the spe©ies flock
around if they like what / they see what with all of the tom-©atting and
carrying-on and the d®ama and parading around morning noon and night and d®ama
and all that and measuring thigh space at the Goodlife Lansdowne earlier
tonight and all that.
Or they / don’t, ‘fail’
Samuel Beckett wrote it better / best probably of any / of it, ‘try again, fail
/ better’, failing / better is all / we
gots, ‘it’s a little’ ©in said it better this after to the upper-management
type who took him aside in that vestibule between the security gates at wo®k
that four-lettered wo®d this after - ©in, not buying into the ©loack-and-dagger
nature as
ever nature of what passes for ©ubi©ombs ©ulture, did not deign to take off his
®ay-Ban sunglasses (f®ee ! flog, great shades, this pair has seen no end / of
d®ama and no end / of it, ‘if only you could see what I’ve seen’ Rutger Hauer’s
replicant ®oy says it better to the engineer who designed the same in Ridley
Scott’s Blade Runner, ‘with your / eyes’) before during and after the
now-©infamous encounter, and apropos the ©instant harassment and non-stop
th®eats rained upon your man ©in from the warped mind of what passes for their
©ubi©ombs manager Say It Don’t Sp®ay It, and documented ad nauseum within the
pages and pixels of this Take This Thing Back to Baltimore me-moirs and
Another / J-Te®m ,another / F®ankenstein, ‘they’re like’ ©in said it better
ap®opos the literary quality and physcological nature of ©in’s second-to-last
series of PIPs / Personal Imp®ovement Plans as composed by your man their
manager Say It Don’t Sp®ay It, ‘Hitler’s / Diaries’ – and told ©in this after
that one of his ©ubi©ombs ©olleagues, god love ya DB, had finally told upper
management about Say It Don’t Sp®ay It manage®ial haha shortfalls and ©instant
harassment of your man ©in, ‘ove® / the top’, a little ove® / the top is all /
we gots.
Thanks for reading this Take
This Thing Back to Baltimore me-moirs and Another / J-Te®m ,another / F®ankenstein
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