I don't want to be involved with those miscreants

Subtitle: "And here we go."

LG. Life is good.

Although for me, it has nothing to do with an LG phone, LOL. Life is just good. And I am on a permanent good one. Unlike Christy from Intervention (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40Vn3cmaAnY), my permanent good one is not drug related. I really think I have just been riding a positive wave of sunshiney happiness ever since the combo of a kick-ass vacation followed by getting the opportunity to talk to my idol. It don't get a whole lot better than that. I've been on a Top Gear watching spree because I love the show and cars in general for that matter but I also think Jeremy Clarkson is one of the funniest people on TV, nay perhaps even on the Earth. At least 20 times per episode of The Saint, I say out loud to myself, "He's so handsome" as I'm watching Roger Moore. I am just on a permanent good one.

I went to see TDK tonight because it's a damn culture phenom and I can't be left out of a cultural phenom. And you know I have to say, as my friend did upon the conclusion, that The Joker makes that whole film. Were it not for him, the movie would have been a crapper, in my opinion. I concluded that Batman sounded like he had asthma each time he was in costume. It was very weird. He sounds like that kid Stevie from Malcolm in the Middle. Like he has severe breathing problems. Let's see . . . You get approximately 3 minutes of Cillian Murphy's beautiful face. You get some plot twists, some violence, some unexpected celeb appearances, the Quantum of Solace preview (AWESOME), and some car chases and explosions. Not to be a total spolier here but let me warn you, please: do not expect any resolution or answers. You won't get them this time around. And it doesn't even matter if you abstained from drinking a fair amount of vodka before you went; you still won't get any clarity. (At least I imagine you wouldn't.) I do plan to carry forth with my analysis of The Joker in comparison with Mephistopheles. I am even more resolute that my hunch was correct now that I've seen the film. However: it is 3am and this is not the time. My mind is not clear enough for anything intellectual.

Lordy Lord. What else to say. Oh yes-- in the theater line, my friend and I saw Rude Jude from the Jenny Jones show (or at least a dude who looked a lot like him and behaved like a moron). We quoted Peter Griffin's line about the word "festizio" many, many times and I started to laugh riotously towards the end of TDK thinking about the word "festizio" randomly. The seats at the theater gave us osteoarthritis pain, which was really bad for me since I have somehow re-aggravated my torn foot muscles. We saw a band of sketchy white supremacists turning to go in Wal-Mart and I said, "I don't want to be involved with those miscreants." (If you could see me, I am sitting here laughing at my own witticism right now.) I think I also said at some drunken moment that my friend and I mirror the will of God but I don't know what brought that on. I think I said something else about Piers Morgan but that's no surprise to anyone. I also outlined my contention that when people do not do what I want and do not give me my way, it irritates me. I am sure you feel the same way, blog reader.

I should not have guzzled that Diet Pepsi Max to stay awake. Now I am bushy-tailed when I really *want* to sleep.

Bollocks.

Oh well. The Permanent Good One Express rolls on!

Joker-Mephisto analysis forthcoming, loves.