Thursday, April 30, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
BLACKS, WHITES, GRAYS
I wish life was black and white.
Then, I could put my brain in an oven to roast.
The dominating grays of today's and yesterday's life
make me my blood run to and fro and my mind go wild.
If only the grays didn't turn my brain
into a bowl of spaghetti.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH WOODY ALLEN.
Friday, April 10, 2009
ANNIE HALL.
Alvy Singer: I, I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs. Monday, April 6, 2009
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