Sucked Back In

Life sometimes gets in the way of blogging about life. For instance, I went to Boston with Girl a couple weeks ago. We walked the Freedom Trail in freezing weather, ate a lot of food, and slept on an air mattress. We had fun. When we returned, I was set to blog all about it. I even had the perfect title (read: the first, semi-creative title that popped into my mind) for that post:

One if by land, two if by sea, three and a half hours by train.

Sadly, said post was never written. But if you re-read the third sentence, then you have a pretty good idea of what I would've spent at least 5 paragraphs elaborating on. In fact, I was all set to just abandon Sunnyside Lowdown. Please, don't cry for me, Sunnyside Lowdown reader. The truth is, if you wait long enough, you lose the desire to do anything. This post proves, however, that if you wait even longer than that, then you will regain that desire. In essence, what goes around comes around and this just took some more going around. Also, I received a comment on my Jonathan Ames post ("Mr. Ames, I Presume") saying, if I may paraphrase, that I'm awesome. Getting a positive comment certainly helps to push things along. It makes you feel wanted, needed, and who doesn't get off on that? So thanks to Lola, whoever you are, and as Randy Quaid said in Independence Day, "Hello, boys!!! I'mmm Baaaaaaack!!!!"

Back with what? Wouldn't we all like to know. I could tell you about how I'm watching Outbreak right now. I DVRed it. In fact, I own it on VHS and have seen it at least 8 times, but I don't have a VCR so I'm playing it back on TV. It's a good movie. Underrated, even. Great cast: Dustin Hoffman, Rene Russo, Morgan Freeman, Cuba Gooding, Jr., Kevin Spacey, Donald Sutherland, and Patrick Dempsey pre-being relevant again. Now that's a cast. In fact, I just finished watching The Day After Tomorrow on DVR. I must really get a kick out of doomsday films, although in Outbreak the entire Northern Hemisphere wasn't completely covered in ice. But I doubt you want to know more about that. I suppose I could inform you that Four Christmases with Vince Vaughn and Reese Witherspoon is a big stinking turd of a holiday movie. I'll even waste ten minutes of my life coming up with a Haiku Review:

Reese Witherspoon looks
like a gremlin in a dress.
Don't see this movie.

My aim is not impress you, but that Haiku took less than four minutes. Please allow yourself to be impressed.

Uh oh. Patrick Dempsey just released the smuggled monkey, which is carrying the deadly Motaba virus, into the wilds of California. Sounds like trouble to me. Patrick Dempsey isn't looking too good. He looks ill. Umm, he's dead. Okay, back to the post.

Well, I think I know what you all want, and, by you, I mean Lola my favorite commenter ever, and that's more poems. Sure, no problem, I happen to have a few more just laying around. Without further ado, I give you:

The Rain-

Walking home from Junior High
it was raining.
I was about to pull out my umbrella,
but I saw this girl walking ahead
with no umbrella.
She was singing.
I kept my umbrella in my backpack
and
listened.

Fly-
There's a fly flying around my apartment.
I've seen it
for four days straight.
When it gets too
close
I shoo
it away, sometimes clapping my hands to flatten it,
but I always miss.
I like to think that my heart is just not in it.

Weightlifting-
Went to the gym
tried to lift
100 lbs. with
one arm
Couldn't do it.

That's it for now, back to Outbreak.

Jared.