So, my pal, comic artist and homeowner Liz Prince, made the trip to Boston from the snowy hinterlands of Portland, Maine a few weeks ago and landed in my living room for a hang/screening of Gremlins.
Just For Fun
I think it’s fair to say that each of us can look back on our childhood(s) and remember times when we did our dang best to make sense of something, but, due to our limited understanding and experience with the world, just couldn’t put the pieces together correctly.
I feel like it’s fair to say that I roll deeper with Rosemary’s Baby than I do with possibly any other film that DIDN’T depict events taking place on Saturday, March 4th, 1984 at Shermer High School in Shermer, Illinois (60062).
I was looking through my folder of blog ideas this morning in an effort to find something awesome to develop into a new post* and came across an old entry entitled “Musicians from Another Planet,” the content of which consisted of the below, utterly incomplete list.
For years, I’ve maintained a list of personally-authored, would-be Facebook status-updates that, in a perfect world, I’d LIKE to post, but due to there actually being social consequences for the things we say and do, I don’t.
I don’t consider myself to be a Janis Joplin fan. I don’t dislike Janis Joplin; I just kind of don’t really consider her. The only reason she’s even on my musical radar is that I’m a Willie Nelson fan, which means that I’m ambiently aware of Kris Kristofferson and Kris Kristofferson wrote “Me and Bobby McGee,” a version of which was, of course, sung by Janis Joplin.