I had never realised just how much I like the movie Grease. I caught it on telly a while back and got hit by a wave of nostalgia. Far as I can tell, that’s some messed up shhhh seeing as the movie was released in the 70’s and I was born in the 80’s. There really is no reason for me to feel all memory-lane-ish. What memories could I possibly conjure up?
Okay, let’s assume for a minute that the movie was watched by these two grown ups and somehow, whatever they were watching was passed on to me… that would mean, my recollections should revolve around my fetal stage. What memories then? “oh, i had just made the transition from a whatsit to a what-the…”
The Grease issue has been a massive bone of contention for me because it, through no fault of my own, attempts to impress upon me, two *cough cough* truths….
- I am older than I think I am
- I dig musicals
I’ve thought this thing through and I think the one closest to the truth is number one. There is no conclusive way of proving this however seeing as;
- Birth Certificates can be falsified
- My mother is, without a doubt, meant to love me and say nice things.
If we look at number 2 in the first set of hypotheses, it brings out the worst in me, because, it implies that if I gave it a chance, I may actually like High School Musical and all the offshoot sprung forth from its . . . origin? That can’t be the word I was looking for. Isn’t it annoying how, when you’ve finally decided to put writer’s block at the end of your .25 Magnum, you pull the trigger and realise that the chamber is empty?
I mean, its all well and good to shoot blanks, but not to be able to shoot at all? Come on!
Hey, that last line sounded like an allusion to sex, didn’t it? No, really, go back and read it again. I’ll be here, waiting. Done? Makes you feel dirty, doesn’t it?
Snap, I lost my train of thought. I can’t be arsed to scroll to the top of this thing to see what it was I started out with, so let’s just make things up as we go along…
John Nasasira was quoted as having said that there will be no potholes in 2014, something attributed to the World Bank pouring a shit load of money into our pockets coffers. That’s all well and good, but does that also mean we won’t be seeing those repulsive road squares?
You know the ones. It’s like someone was walking past a pothole and thought to himself, ‘that ain’t right’. Pulled out a ‘set-square’ and proceeded to give the damn thing straight edges. I’m all for innovation, but dude!
Otunnu has been summoned by the cops, so has Besigye. Can only mean one thing. Election season is rolling in. The last time around someone was accused of raping… sleeping with his charge, this time around it’s boring. Dude has been summoned in connection with saying that a lake was sold to investors. . .seriously?
Let’s be real about this. We are constantly bitching about how the government is doing nothing to develop the economy and then when they decide to woo people with lakes, it’s a problem? What do you expect, we can’t go breaking more schools, seeing as, according to recent polls, education is something of a big deal.
Here’s a thought, go out there and vote, come 2011, coz then you are in a better position to hate. Right now (assuming you didn’t get your thumb stained the last time round) you’re like the … shoot! thought’s gone again…
Who drinks Alvaro? Would someone be so kind as to tell me what it’s purpose in life is? When the green bottle is pulled out of the fridge, with little beads of cold sweat on the side, is the liquid in there thinking, “I’m gonna kill brain cells!!” I have it on good authority that Tusker and other green bottles do that. They speak to me. Sprite and Krest need some back up (waragi, smirnoff, gilbeys) Mountain Dew…. well, there’s a joke about Mountain Dew, so I guess it passed. So what’s the deal with Alvaro?!