watched ran (1985): king lear in the samurai power vacuum, concubines commit seppuku. marcie & david panko-crusted the canvas of fish
lit two fireplaces - remedies for cold knees - recognized
louis not ella, dealt a straight and two pair, engorged ourselves on
chocolate chip cookies with the jaw detachment of two satisfied snakes,
only mine dunked in milk. we drove past dalecarlia, recited most every
word of the coasters' greatest hits, double-parked at lincoln.
facemasks on the tree-lined boulevard south of the reflecting pool, she
shouted save the turtles. sexy necessary but not sufficient for foxy, i
saw one then reversed because no cars behind on canal road and only
silence from the oncoming ambulance
watched sleuth. both olivier (looks like harvey keitel) and caine (tastes like fish eggs) lost best leading actor to the godfather
how much sacking do you want done? convincing but not carthinigian
watched parasite (mercifully not a horror film) and midway (1976). nothing remarkable about heston nor fonda, real footage tho. meeting #2430
12/10