Oceans

I'm home on a Saturday night after plans shit the bed...can plans do that? I don't know. I learned the expression from someone from New England. Anyway...home eating my favorite disgusting fast food nastiness...Del Taco. Mmmm, mmmm, nasty. I love it.
Oceans 13 is ending. Damn what an awful movie. I don't know what I was expecting, really, after what I consider to be arguably the best remake (11 of course) ever. It would've been near-impossible to live up to my expectations after that. Seeing Bernie Mac again made me sad. I keep forgetting that he's died. I did that a lot with my friend Judy, who had the cancer. I quote her all the time now. "You are so FUNNY Judy!" She didn't regularly refer to herself in the third person...she was a comedienne, who once did the best routine about how she got into the cult. YOU know. It was 15 years ago...DAMN I'm old...and we had it on video tape. We must have watched it like a thousand times. The tape also has Bob Odenkirk doing the oddest, funniest routine I think I've ever seen him perform, and Julia Sweeney when she was first writing all of her "And God Said Ha" stuff-- if you ask me MUCH more earnest and clever than the way it ended up in her show all put together. We had like 8 copies of that tape, and Sparkle lent them all out to different people, and now there are none. It makes me sad, but I have hope that we'll find one-- just one-- again, in time to convert it to dvd and show everyone how great Judy, and Julia, and Bob were circa 1994.