I was so sleepy I missed a page of notes last time. Not gonna happen this week.

It’s week 52 of Cinema 31.

Oh, yeah, almost forgot, I’m down another notebook. I got caught out in the rain. A hairdryer managed to take care of the water, but the pages are beat to shit. Time to seal it up.

If I’d done this in the first place…

So, what crusty morsels of time have I managed to salvage from a pulpy grave? Well, bear with me, because the words are sort of engaged in an inky orgy. This one’s gonna involve a lot of holding my notebook up to the light.

Jul. 30, 2012
8:56pm EST – “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay” stuck in head while doing laundry.

10:00pm EST – “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay” stuck in head during stressed mental breakdown over all the mindless busy bullshit in my life.

10:47pm EST – Been singing all my various complaints about life to the tune of SOTDOTB.

Jul. 31, 2012
7:10am EST – Read the number “114” in an editing program. Thought of Maverick’s jet.

Aug. 2, 2012
2:53am EST – Was thinking about the movie Twister and the line “Most pilots go their whole lives without seeing a MiG up close.” Oh, wait, I meant “storm chasers” and “F5.”

2:56am EST – SOTDOTB stuck in head on the way in to work.

Aug. 3, 2012
6:40am EST – Stressed at work. SOTDOTB in head. Like clockwork.

Aug. 4, 2012
5:37pm EST – Saw a picture of myself singing drunkenly on Facebook. Thought of the pilots singing “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’.”

The caption says we were singing “Kiss From a Rose.” I believe it.


Wow. Welcome to the Otis Redding show.

“Glad you could join us.”

I speculated in my most recent viewing that trying to clutter my mind with similar ’80s pop songs would help push out all the Kenny Loggins and Miami Sound Machine, and I think that’s exactly what’s happened. I’m curious as to the outcome of my latest experiment: the Top Gun Detox Box, for which I will end each viewing (for a month or so) by listening to the following ’80s albums.

Also, this is the second result in which I was thinking of the movie Twister but I confused it with Top Gun. I’m wondering if I should look into this. Lame love story, huge factual inaccuracies surrounding a high-risk profession, a faceless villain that appears at random intervals to inject some action into what is otherwise a pretty boring plot… yeah, this might happen.

It sucks.