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Deliver me!

Posted by Mick on May 20, 2010 – 8:08 pm

Let me tell you something, if it wasn’t for the near crippling depression, today would have been a great day.  In fact, depression be damned, today WAS a great day.

Before we get into that, let’s clarify this:  I don’t really have anything to be depressed about.  There are things in my life I wish were different, but show me someone that can’t say that.  Such is life.  My brain chemistry is a bit off, and some days I’m more depressed than others.  Some days, like today, I have a list of reasons why I should be so happy I have rainbows and unicorns shooting out of my butt, and instead I feel like a sad little black cloud is following me around all day.  You can’t see it, but it’s raining on me right now.  Rain falling like tears from the eyes of a thousand sad clowns.  And I hate clowns.

My dad was a clown for awhile.  It really disturbed me, and I was a grown man at the time.

I don’t know why I hate clowns.  One thing I do know: This piece isn’t about clowns, and I’m wasting precious time right now talking about clowns.  That’s one of the ways they get you.

What was so good today?  Well, first off I’m not sick.  I’ve been trapped at home, coughing and retching, sucking up my PTO and too sick to enjoy the whole “not working” thing.  That alone is reason to rejoice.

One of the first things I learn upon returning to the land of the living is that we have a new writer for the website.  Her nom de plume will be Lola Grier, and she’ll be focusing most of her talents towards film… with a difference.  I could explain it all, but why not let her do it?  Here, in her own words, is what she has planned for you:

Hey, there may be a better option out there for you. Instead of seeing the latest blockbuster, why not see a movie from the 50s, 60s or 70s which did “it” better? I acknowledge the existence of the new film, but spend my time writing about why I prefer the movie from decades ago.

She’s going to start the summer off with a string of 70’s disaster flicks.  You might just want to watch along with her.

And then, the icing on the cake of awesomeness, Tara and I bought tickets to see Deliverance in June.

Right about now, most of you are less than impressed by this.  It’s an excellent film, but why all the excitement?  There must be something more.  And there is.

The screening is the kick off for a new season of the Alamo Drafthouse’s Rolling Roadshow series.  For those of you not in the know, the Alamo has a portable screen, and a truck with a full theater rig in it.  They’ve got a 35mm projector, they’ve got a bitchin’ sound system, they’ve got a generator, everything you need to have a cinema experience… any damn place they want to have it.  We’re going to have a Deliverance screening out in the woods.  And to get there, we have to spend the afternoon canoeing down the Guadalupe River, evading in-bred hillbillies.  Except this is Central Texas, so we’ll be evading in-bred rednecks instead of hillbillies, but still, the danger is real.  And just in case that’s not enough for you, there’s also a pig.  A complete, slow-smoked pig.  I’m salivating just thinking about it.

That’s how we watch our movies in Austin.

Be good to each other.

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