Pretty happy about this

I know I don't post often enough but this one is kind of important. Friday was Wife and my nine year wedding anniversary. Can't be bad.

I'm hoping for many, many more years of these.

I don't even have a joke for this

The movie Species has Ben Kingsley, Michael Madsen, Forest Whitaker, Alfred Molina and Marg Helgenberger. It makes me wonder what kind of other movie they could have made with that cast.

Oh, and the selling point at the time was Natasha Henstridge, not the rest of the cast. I'm not going to go so far as to claim you are freaking out right now but I'm betting you've at least paused to think about this.

And for those of you struggling to remember, Michael Madsen was the one who played the psycho in Reservoir Dogs. Tim Sizemore is the one with the drug problem.

Nostaligia

I'm watching X play a live show on television right now.

It is inspiring strange thoughts. You want to know the truth? When my dad was the age I am now, he had three kids, two of whom were teenagers, and it wasn't very long till a fourth was on the way. There are days when I spend all day on the couch playing video games. How have I managed to accomplish so much and yet still remain a big kid?

I think the Universe just loves me.

Speaking of X, I actually saw John Doe drinking in a hipster dive bar in Chicago once. It was pretty surreal to look over and think, "That guy looks like John Doe. Huh, because it is John Doe." He was being chatted up by a young thing. Or chatting her up. I didn't stick around the whole night to find out how that worked out. But now you can say you've read a blog post by someone who drank in a bar with one of the stars of Roadhouse. As an aside, Wife has a great fondness for that movie.

And didn't you think Exene should have died from the hard living she was doing? Nice to see at least one old punk rocker didn't become a total cliche.

Family

You know that crazy lady who talks to strangers in the line at the grocery store? Or in the laundromat?

I'm married to her.

Wife has this tendency to make comments to folks she doesn't know. Many times, it is unintentionally the wrong thing.

Case in point, we had to do laundry this weekend. And we're nearly done when this Hispanic gentleman walks to a dryer near the ones we're using and starts taking his clothes out. Wife starts talking to him, saying "Show me your grill."

Hispanic guy looks confused. Wife starts pointing to her teeth and keeps saying, "Your grill. Show me your grill." She's doing this in a friendly manner. Hispanic guy doesn't understand and is smiling politely but you can see the look of fear in his eyes.

As quick as I can I try to get to her. To stop her. And I say quietly, "Honey, he doesn't have a grill, he has dental work cause his teeth are messed up."

By the time I get there she has realized this too. Now, this is not an isolated incident. In her defense it's remnants of her time as a polite southerner. And often she does strike up a nice brief conversation with someone that leaves both her and them smiling. Just as often she keeps the conversation going a little too long or she puts her foot in her mouth, to use a cliche.

Also in the interest of full disclosure I hate talking to strangers and most of the time don't want them talking to me. Sure, I'll often try to be polite, but as I've established in previous posts, I'm a jerk. And where I come usually we don't mess around in other people's business and don't want them messing around in ours.

What makes Wife's behavior that much odder is that she talks to strangers but hates a large chunk of the people she knows well. Go figure.

Me, I think you save a lot of time if you just avoid people from the start. That way you don't have to invest the effort later to pretend to be nice to them.