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THE REVENGE OF THE RED BALLOON Gregg Rossen, 8 min.
…The red balloon returns to hunt down the little boys who popped him in the original French classic 40 years ago.
Shorts Program # 2, Cinema Paradiso, Thurs, Nov. 2, Noon, CP-032 / Sat., Nov. 4, Noon, CP-034 / Sat., Nov. 11, 1pm, CP-052

Scotto’s plans for today.

Get together with Robb for fun out and about day.

Try #2 to get an eyemodule for my palm.
Go to the diner and Have limeade. (I have a huge craving for it now.)
for supper, shoot for either grilled cheese or something new. not sure. what dinner goes best with limeade?

Go see either –
Charlies angels, best in show, bedazzled, legend of bagger vance, or ummm… Sakes, I know I’m forgetting a couple. Is red planet opening this week? 6th day? oh! oh oh!!! This weekend is the Fort lauderdale film festival!!

*boingboingboing* ACK! Totally forgot. I’ll have to spend Sunday in the theares!!!

I’m way behind, and the xmas movies are building to steam. yipe.

David Duke… Dammit.

Yes, he’s still around. Learn how white people are a disadvantaged minority, then buy Duke’s Mein Kampf ripoff, “My Awakening”. Makes you wish the Klan had never discovered the internet. www.duke.org (I’m not going to link to him, but there’s his site, if you want to go there yourself. bah)

Teach me to look for duke university , specifically for images of the blue devil, to spark a story.

Here is what I was looking for l if y’all care.

Other random thoughts… Anyone seen/heard from Darktrain?

god help me, I’m going to blather.

I really enjoy the company of a sweet girl.

It’s colored my writing, my work, the way I see the world. It’s all good. Stupid people don’t bug me as much, nice things seem nicer.

I’m in awe of this girl. She’s smart. She’s beautiful. She’s witty. She’s sexy. She has a sweet personality and a pile of admirable skills.

She makes me feel wonderful every time I talk to her. I trust her implicitly. She flatters me.

I want to give her a trampoline, or a Wacom graphic tablet…. some orange blossom honey. Something she’d like.

from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare
(upon seeing Juliet for the first time)

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shines a snow-white swan trooping with crows,
As this fair lady o’er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I’ll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
I never saw true beauty till this night.

(and to Juliet)

If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this,
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth the rough touch with a gentle kiss.

My favorite poem by a man named percy.

Love’s Philosophy
by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever,
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one another’s being mingle;–
Why not I with thine?

See! the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower would be forgiven,
If it disdained it’s brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;–
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

from latraviata ‘s journal.

oh…very funny!
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When It Rains It Snows

There’s a knock at the door that I adore, There’s a face at the window, a smiling yellow face, There’s a knock on the door, And if I were at home they’d find me there, There’s a note on the door that I would see, And the furnitures barely been moved from where it was, There’s a note on the door, And the note would say, when it rains it snows, When it rains I wonder why, And now I know that when it rains it snows, There’s a nut with a shotgun bang bang bang, There’s a doctor, a waitress, a fireman with a hat, There’s a nut with a gun, There’s enough so they’ll never know which one