A Swayze Kind of Evening
Rowdy Herrington's 1989 classic, Road House, was on TV tonight. Rather than attempting to view this masterpiece on basic cable, I went to the DVD shelf and pulled out my copy to show Katrina what a marvelous piece of filmmaking it is. Having never seen it herself, I felt obligated to show her this movie so she can continue her development into a perfectly well-rounded human being; to help her achieve a new level of personal completeness. So far, I think it's working. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you do. Trust me, If hearing Dalton (Patrick Swayze) tell his rag-tag group of bouncers at the raucous Double Deuce that "it's my way or the highway" doesn't send shivers of fear tinged with a hetero sort of excitement up your spine, then I'm sorry for you, my friends. I truly am.
posted by Clint at Wednesday, July 27, 2005
3 Comments:
hey, it's been a while since i read your site. i guess since ate's not calling me as much nowadays, i'll just get my updates from here assuming you're writing daily.
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Your ate called you yesterday. In fact, she's always on the phone with you.
not as much as when she was in bama.
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