Look what you’ve stumbled upon!

Sorry I left it on the floor like that.

Watching Top Gun every week has me twittering my days away about James Tolkan and the sweaty fellow who plays Cougar, and when I do, I write it in my notebook. And then, so you can follow along with the science, I put that book in your face.

Face, meet book.

K, I fucked that one up and I don’t even know what an RSS feed is. Just read my notes. This is how Top Gun affected my life during Week #9 of the Cinema 52 experiment.

Feb. 26, 2012
12:25pm EST – Girlfriend Becca was complimenting the movie A Better Life for not using the phrase “a better life.” Thought of Stinger saying, “TOPGUN?!”

Feb. 27, 2012
8:30am(ish) EST – Dreamed that I walked out of The Amazing Spider-Man because my mom wouldn’t stop talking during it. In the lobby of the theater, I met up with Becca. We were surrounded by people in red bird costumes. I started singing “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin'” and they all joined in. [Did I intercept one of Nancy’s Spider-Man 3 dreams?]

And can my friend Wolfgang build a circuit board out of it?

5:20pm EST – Saw a news tease for a story about laptops in schools and how taxpayers feel about them. Pictured Stinger barking the word “taxpayers.”

11:18pm EST – Somebody at work laughed like Salacious Crumb from Return of the Jedi, so NATURALLY I thought of Goose from Top Gun.

Feb. 28, 2012
6:16pm EST – Somebody at work mentioned “the need for information.” Thought of “the need for speed.”

Mar. 1, 2012
5:44pm EST – Thought of the creepy licking sex scene during sex again. Can’t help it. Getting self-conscious about how creepy my own tongue is. [This is easily the worst side effect of the whole project so far.]

 Either that’s her tongue or a piece of sidewalk chalk fell in there.

Mar. 2, 2012
2:19am EST – “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin'” stuck in head with a vengeance. Charged iPod before bed in hopes that the song can be killed before falling asleep.

6:48pm EST – Watching Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Sybok accuses Spock of seventeen violations of the Neutral Zone Treaty. I added, “And one admiral’s daughter, Penny Benjamin!”


So, this experiment has brought to my attention a very interesting pattern… love of pop culture vs. laziness.

Let’s backtrack.

I watched Point Break this week. After watching it, I thought about it. Thinking about movies is a thing I do. Whenever I remembered a scene from Point Break, I suddenly said, “Oh shit.”

Yeah. I’m getting false alarms.

Now, thinking of Top Gun isn’t against “the rules” of the Cinema 52 project. But it is against the rules of laziness. See, whenever I think of Top Gun, I jot it down in the Top Gun Results Notebook pictured above. This is my personal method of logging my results that I’ve chosen to adhere to for the entire year. This means that when I think of Top Gun, I have to waste more paper, do more typing, and exert more effort.

Because of this, I am avoiding certain trains of thought.

Thinking about airplanes? Fuck that, think about canoes; there are no canoes in Top Gun. Thinking about sunglasses? They’d better not be aviators, because, you know, Top Gun. Volleyball? I’m afraid I’ve never heard of the sport.

Basically, The Game has a Top Gun edition. And I’m losing it every week, much like you’re losing The Game: Classic right now.

I’m so sick of taking notes, I buzz myself just for thinking of any movie. Also, I shouldn’t have used the word “buzz.”

Oh, and thanks for ruining boning, Top Gun.