Closet Extremist

A Glut of Satire.

I was having a conversation with a cowworker the other day, and it came around to the perfect quote. "I'd like to extend this laurel, and hearty handshake to our new...nigger". I think we were talking about race relations and affiormative action at the time, "but that's not important right now". It's unfortunate, but the helper that we have on this job just didn't get the reference. I think he's a bit too young "or what have ye", but he's never seen this piece of cinematic genious.

Tonight, I had to go and get a frickin' haircut. This is always an ordeal for me, as I have naturally curly hair...in places. (Not THOSE places ya dirty minded freaks!) Once my hair grows out to a certain length, my bangs start to get curls in them, and they are very frizzy curls at that. If I was still in the eighties, I would make a wonderful "Valley Girl" 'cuz I wouldn't have to use much hairspray to get the poodle-poof going on the top-front of my head. When I was getting into my late teenage years, I tried to grow the back long, and after it reached about shoulder length, it started to do the same thing. ie: Curl like dammit! I fought it for a little while, but eventually gave it up as a bad job, and kept my hair shorter. The nice lady who was cutting my locks this evening kept trying to talk me into using some "product" or other to fix my hair issues, but I cannot (or Will not) bring myself to go to any sort of extreme to get my mane under control. When it gets long, and starts to get frizzy, I go and get the curls cut out of it, and go on with life. That's just my style. I've no time to worry about things that are trivial to me, I've got a life to live. I ain't gonna waste it on things like hair product, I've bigger fish to fry.

At any rate, the aforementioned conversation sparked a little something in me. After my haircut, I wandered the retail store that it's attached to in search of a few items that I needed. You know. Combs, Contact Solution, shit like that. I had to go over to the electronics section of the store in search of a new driving game for my PS2, and I was unable to find anything suitable, so I started searching the DVD's in hopes of finding some entertainment. I searched and searched, but I finally found the film I first quoted iat the beginning of this post. I brought it home and watched it, and found it to be just as satisfying as it was the first time I saw it. What fun!

I'm certain that most of my reader's have "Gotten" the first and second quote's of this post, but I'm interested in hearing from people who haven't heard them before. Just as a frame of reference.

I don't know why, it just feels like he thing to do at this time. Let me know.