Take 11: Mrs Robinson
Lucretius, like Dr Johnson, was - as always - correct...especially in his poem/exposition on Death....which...in point?...he wrote;
(...though a trifle long winded:)
(on the subject of Death?)
"Basically? -dont worry about it!"
An in THIS matter? -regarding our collective Fate? -perhaps we are ALL Communists?
So enjoy the Gig.
The bright side?
NO Dentists.
(Ahem!) ....I remember sitting at that big "whooped-dee-do!" in Holly-"what-sits-place", where the honoured guest, a certain "Gerontian", Jack Nicholson, was being feted for inspiring WE meer mortals to continue working like Slaves in the factory, coal mines & the veritable Super-market.
(of Life!)
The star, guest speaker, was one Dustin Hoffman...who - like "Jack" - had also inspired many a young Bravoe to crash a wedding party...but instead of stealing off with the bride-to-be, ran off with the bride-to-be's Mother-in-law who, apparently, always go under the psuedonym of "Mrs Robinson"....!?
(Where was I?)
Will some-one PUR-LEEZE tell the COEN BROTHERS that I actually exist....or, Johnny Depp, for that matter? (!)...and that ANY Film-script Contract should include a Dental plan?
c 2011/davedelacroix/hollywood fricks dont steal my ideas or dee devil is comin to get ya!/Piacenza
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