rock over London. rock on, Chicago.

today has been a long day.

I woke up before dawn in Indiana, caught a flight out of Chicago, got off the plane and worked for eight hours. and now, I’m at home  again trying to finally end this fucking editing tip once and for all, but I can’t really focus. it’s because I’m exhausted, and ‘Black Dog’ starring Patrick Swayze and Meat Loaf is on. ’Black Dog’ is about an ex-con who takes one last job on the ”Georgia run” because his dimwit wife didn’t bother to pay the mortgage while he was in the can. turns out the truck is full fo street sweepers and Meat Loaf will stop at nothing to get them. so, viola, it’s an action movie about truckin’ and shitty honky tonk music. and for that film connoisseur out there, it also features Charles S. Dutton (of ‘Alien 3′ and ‘Rudy’ fame) and the guy who played God in that movie starring Brendan Frasier about a dork who sells his soul to the devil, who is in turn played by Elizabeth Hurley. who is, let’s be honest, pretty goddamned hot. and it has nothing to do with the accent.
but see, what I’m really trying to say is, ‘Black Dog’ sucks. and Swayze shouldn’t be allowed to do any more movies, unless they’re scene-by-scene recreations of ‘Roadhouse’. this should be for the rest of his life, until he’s too weak to stand. 
‘Black Dog’ has put me in a sour mood. I want to go to bed. and I don’t want to do this again tomorrow. but I think I’m not gonna win that fight.
but to be real, all of this isn’t really fair; ‘The Outsiders’ was alright. and Swayze was in that. stay gold, Ponyboy!

Indiana was a trip. I’ll give it more time at a later date.