oh dear god

Meme gacked from Gardner and Kilowog:

If you read this - if your eyes are passing over this right now - please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want (good or bad) BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Drink Genaro beer! But then, what do I know? I'm a bear! I suck the heads off of fish!

I am very sad to discover that Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang is totally gone from all area theatres (as opposed to the, like, three it was playing at when it opened). One of my top three movies of the year came and went with hardly even a whimper. Come DVD release time, looks like I will have a brand new movie to join the ranks with my other personal cult movies Ravenous, The Ninth Configuration, and Exorcist III. Till then:

Perry Van Shrike: Ok, where's my gun?
Harry Lockhart: I uh, threw it in the lake because I figured you wouldn't and I would. I got priors in New York, so I really can't be messing around.
Perry Van Shrike: You threw it in the lake?
Harry Lockhart: Yeah, plus it was evidence.
Perry Van Shrike: You what?
[starts to hit Harry]
Harry Lockhart: Watch it!
Perry Van Shrike: Ok, ok, ok, I'm sorry. I got a little nonplussed there.
Harry Lockhart: This is crazy. I understand that.
Perry Van Shrike: Whoa, what's that?
[check out briefcase in Harry's hands]
Perry Van Shrike: Is that a clue? Can you see that?
Harry Lockhart: What do you mean?
[Perry hits Harry on the head with the briefcase]
Harry Lockhart: Ouch!
Perry Van Shrike: What were you thinking?! My 2,000 dollar ceramic vector my mother got me as a special gift you threw in the lake next to the car! What happens when they drag the lake, you think they'll find my pistol?
[walks away]
Perry Van Shrike: Jesus!
[turns around]
Perry Van Shrike: Look up idiot in the dictionary. You know what you'll find?
Harry Lockhart: A picture of me?
Perry Van Shrike: No! The definition of idiot. Which you are!

I'm in a Denmark state of mind.

It is not nor it cannot come to good:
But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue.

In lighter but more important news, have you confused your cat lately?