Tales from Pseudobacherlorhood: Brian Shivs Cary Grant
So I pardon me if I get a little, how do you say it,
upset. As some of you know, when my
beautiful wife leaves town for business or biking, I take refuge in DVDs to kill the long, lonely hours without the
fuego de mi corazon,
la luz de vida, and the woman who represents even more foreign language sayings with more
italics.
So this evening, when my beautiful wife
has gone to a tropical location without me, I watch
An Affair to Remember, not because I like chick flicks recommended by the Meg Ryan character in
Sleepless in Seattle, but because I am researching the requisites for being a sensitive guy (please don't beat me up, Tap City codrinkers).
Little did I know that the whole
point was that the musically-minded, auburn-haired
babe was travelling in a tropical location when she encountered a sharpie like Cary Grant, whom she decided that, as a non-practicing painter who could do the cha-cha and who had a grandmother in France with a good spread, was worth more than her faithful man at home. Pardon me if I take some offense.
Mr. Grant (and his sharpie ilk), I have a pen right here with which I have practiced the particular angle that I can use to drive its blue ball point through your Xyphoid Process right into the lower quadrant of your left lung, so if you even dare start circling my wife in a stairwell, prepare for your lower tracheotomy,
do you know what I am saying?
Sure, the movie tried to make me forget my point by detouring into some musical sort of bits through the first part of the third act, with all those damn urchins singing, but I remained undeterred. No matter how many times they ran that damn "Affair to Remmeber" song through its various interpretations, I could hear nothing but "
The Long Goodbye" playing on the car radio, do you get my drift?
Criminey, this brings to mind several things:
- I miss my wife.
- I should lower my caffeine intake.
- As shidoshi said, practice the upward strike by dropping rear leg and pivoting 45 degrees, blocking with left hand and jamming pen into craw with right hand.