That 40ish son of a bitch who looks like a transfigured Jeff Bridges, and smacks me off some subway bench in the JOKER trailer, is role playing my own son in my hand written screenplay for THAT SON OF A BITCH LEBOWSKI.
It happening after we see my late mother's SEDAN DE VILLE curbed across the street from a medicine wheel pharmacy and stacks of black plastic body bags lying on the sidewalk.
No wonder that the new hot spot for signs and wonders has been the SUBWAY shop at 76 and 196 in Edmonds for the past 4 weeks.
Starting with a flash vision of my same age nephew Chad Harkom stopping to give me a ride right there at the curb.
And ever since then; it's been one KING'S PLUMBING truck, or tree pruning services trailer, and or a string of white OUTBACKS; each and every time I walk by the franchise.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
PS WOODY ALLEN: Have you ever made a movie sequel rip off just for the big money?
Maybe it's time to try something a little different.
Just... for the shits and giggles.
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