"Jon-a-than, what's happen-in'?"



We dropped in at our local [truly local, not regional] used book merchant this afternoon. Paperbacks Plus IS the East Dallas/Lakewood bookstore. Meg found this Modern Lovers LP that we don't own and have never seen anywhere before for a finskie. Half a sawbuck! I was pleased. The vinyl selection at Paperbacks Plus is pretty good for a neighborhood bookstore, and their sci-fi section is great. The prices are the same or lower than Half-Price and it's only two miles away from la casa. The guy behind the counter was nice, about our age and moderately normal, basically the opposite of what your average bookstore guy. He wasn't fifty, he didn't smell, didn't look like pederast, and he didn't sit in a recliner watching television and smoking cheap cigarettes.

At the moment we're watching the highly edited USA version of The Breakfast Club. Entire sections of dialogue are poorly ADR'd with inane new lines so that little children's ears won't be offended by the dirty words the bad man says.

"You Stink!"
"Flip You!"

In retrospect, I'm angry with John Hughes for ruining my teens. His movies gave me unreasonable expectations about what my life should be, causing my depression and weight gain. I'll be suing for damages this summer. Also, I tooted.
- posted by Mason @ 11:20 PM