This I picked up from Joz’s site. It is Time’s list of 100 Greatest Films. The movies I have seen are in red. Visit Joz’s entry and ping her with your list.

Aguirre: the Wrath of God (1972)
The Apu Trilogy (1955, 1956, 1959)
The Awful Truth (1937)
Baby Face (1933)
Bande à part (1964)
Barry Lyndon (1975)
Berlin Alexanderplatz (1980)
Blade Runner (1982)
Bonnie and Clyde (1967)
Brazil (1985)
Bride of Frankenstein (1935)
Camille (1936)
Casablanca (1942)
Charade (1963)
Children of Paradise (1945)
Chinatown (1974)
Chungking Express (1994)
Citizen Kane (1941)
City Lights (1931)
City of God (2002)
Closely Watched Trains (1966)
The Crime of Monsieur Lange (1936)
The Crowd (1928)
Day for Night (1973)
The Decalogue (1989)
Detour (1945)
The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie (1972)
Dodsworth (1936)
Double Indemnity (1944)
Dr. Strangelove: or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
Drunken Master II (1994)
E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial (1982)
8 1/2 (1963)
The 400 Blows (1959)
Farewell My Concubine (1993)
Finding Nemo (2003)
The Fly (1986)
The Godfather, Parts I and II (1972, 1974)
The Good, The Bad and The Ugly (1966)
Goodfellas (1990)
A Hard Day’s Night (1964)
His Girl Friday (1940)
Ikiru (1952)
In A Lonely Place (1950)
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
It’s A Gift (1934)
It’s A Wonderful Life (1946)
Kandahar (2001)
Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949)
King Kong (1933)
The Lady Eve (1941)
The Last Command (1928)
Lawrence of Arabia (1962)
Léolo (1992)
The Lord of the Rings (2001-03)
The Man With a Camera (1929)
The Manchurian Candidate (1962)
Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)
Metropolis (1927)
Miller’s Crossing (1990)
Mon oncle d’Amérique (1980)
Mouchette (1967)
Nayakan (1987)
Ninotchka (1939)
Notorious (1946)
Olympia, Parts 1 and 2 (1938)
On the Waterfront (1954)
Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)
Out of the Past (1947)
Persona (1966)
Pinocchio (1940)
Psycho (1960)
Pulp Fiction (1994)
The Purple Rose of Cairo (1985)
Pyaasa (1957)
Raging Bull (1980)
Schindler’s List (1993)
The Searchers (1956)
Sherlock, Jr. (1924)
The Shop Around the Corner (1940)
Singin’ in the Rain (1952)
The Singing Detective (1986)
Smiles of a Summer Night (1955)
Some Like It Hot (1959)
Star Wars (1977)
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
Sunrise (1927)
Sweet Smell of Success (1957)
Swing Time (1936)
Talk to Her (2002)
Taxi Driver (1976)
Tokyo Story (1953)
A Touch of Zen (1971)
Ugetsu (1953)
Ulysses’ Gaze (1995)
Umberto D (1952)
Unforgiven (1992)
White Heat (1949)
Wings of Desire (1987)
Yojimbo (1961)

30 out of 100 is not good, but many of the movies on this list is on my list of movies to see so there is hope.

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Now I’m getting really worried.

I haven’t heard from Chey in over a month and she hasn’t updated her site in the same time frame. Now Joelle, Wendy, Fran, Mikey, and Suzie and Tim have not heard from her either. I know Chey can be flighty and forgetful at times, but not like this. I do have a private email she let me know about, but I haven’t heard from that address either. I am really getting worried about her. Since my comments are still on the fritz, please drop me a line at yog_sothoth[REMOVE THIS]@softhome.net and leave a message with the others who are worried about her.

And yeah I tend to panic real easy when it comes to my friends.

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This goes out to a young lady, who shall remain nameless, that is starting on a new road in life. I hope you the best of luck and great fortune.

For some reason this song reminds me of her….

“My Maria”

(As recorded by B.W. Stevenson)
Daniel J. Moore
B.W. Stevenson

My Maria, don’t you know I have come a long long way
I’ve been longin’ to see her
When she’s around she takes my blues away
Sweet Maria, the sunlight surely hurts my eyes
I’m a lonely dreamer on a highway in disguise.

Maria
Maria, I love you.

My Maria, there were some blue and sorrowed times
Just my thoughts about you bring back, my peace of mind
You gypsy lady, you’re a miracle worker for me
You set my soul free like a ship sailin’ on the sea.

She is the sunlight when the stars are gray
She treats me so right lady, take me away.

Maria
Maria, I love you
Maria
Maria, I love you.

(c) Copyright 1973 by ABC/Dunhill Music, Inc. and Speed Music, and Prophecy Publishing, Inc.

The MP3 is available here.

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I had this entry I was going to post about the latest post at Just One Bite which is about pain. I was going to write about my feelings and observations regrading Eden’s (not her real name, but a nickname… just go with it okay) post, the “white knight” syndrome, and how similar backgrounds create such dissimilar personalities and defense mechanisms, but looking back on my past and drudging the old pain and memories was just a little too much to deal with at this moment. I thought I had delt with the abuse sufficiently to talk about it, but I guess I was wrong, I was still hiding too much from myself.

Maybe one day soon I can complete that post and let you read it and fulfill my promise to myself and Eden. My apologies to Eden.

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Stolen from the ever beautiful and rockin’ Chey…

Imaginative, intense, emotional and inexhaustible energy is what describes the M people best. Once involved in a relationship, the M people spend considerable time and effort in developing and sustaining it. There is also a tendency to be a mother to their mate. The greatest love affairs happen with the M people. They believe in freedom and are willing to try anything and everything. A free and frank relationship appeals to them.

Find what the first letter of you first name means.

One of these days I gonna get a reading or test that says I’m evil… EVIL!

Of course this could explain my history with relationships…

Love And Romance

Taurus
April 20 – May 21

Although practical by nature, you’re surprisingly romantic. Its a different matter that your romance begins only after you have observed that your prospective partner has all or most of the qualities that appeal to you. But once you’re in the courtship stage, you’re very ardent and caring and patient. You can wait almost endlessly for your partner. Once married, you look for unshakable stability. However, romance and a highly passionate approach to it are the bedrocks of your marriage. Contrary to general belief, you don’t like dull moments and are willing to experiment, especially if it keeps your partner happy.

Your Sexual Side
You want romance and love to be an adventure–but one which provides you not just wild thrills but security as well. Curiously, your body language can be languorous and sensuous and attract and arouse the other person without conveying fully the depth of your own needs. On the other hand, you often expect a lot from the other person while limiting your own responses and participation to the `reactive’ level rather than the `initiative’ level. As a result, your fantasies are usually far richer and more varied than real life experiences.

Recommendation: Learn to be more demonstrative about your feelings.

Sexual Compatibility
Affectionate Cancer affords you bedtime thrills, while life with sensitive Virgo is joyful. You admire Capricorn’s gritty strength of character, and imaginative Pisces brings a spiritual dimension to your ordered life. With the Fish, you find a nicely complimentary match.

Not For You: With another Taurus, you’re sunk by mutual stubbornness, and both Gemini and Sagittarius are fickle heartbreakers! Taurus finds Leo self-centred, Libra’s mood swings disturbing, and is utterly daunted by the Scorpion’s jealousy. Bossy Aries irritates, while arrogant Aquarian distance leaves you chilled.

Ideal Match
Your own Earth signs, Taurus, Virgo and Capricorn would revive the ideal match for you, along with Aquarius.

Wives and Husbands
You make excellent providers and are known as the homemakers of the zodiac. Extremely sensitive to the other person’s needs, providing a whole range of material comforts seem to be your way of keeping your partner happy. You make faithful partners, seldom straying even during rocky periods.

Yeah, but that still doesn’t explain why that woman was eyeing me and grabbed my arse in the grocery store yesterday.

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Sometimes I just sit and think about my past. All the decisions I made and didn’t make, the paths I took and the ones I didn’t take. I think about the friends I made and lost over the years.

Many times I wonder if I made the correct decisions, chose the right path. Other times I wonder if I ever had a choice to begin with. I question if I had the right to make that decision, or if I had all the information that I needed to make an informed decision… was I qualified.

Sometimes I can see that path that I didn’t take, how seductive to go back and change to another path if I had the power. But what of the people in this path, some of whom I have helped?

But we live with the path we have chosen, to mull over what-if’s will drive you crazy.

Once such decision plagues me every time I hear “Let Her Cry” by Hootie & The Blowfish.

I was in a relationship that started out well. We had fun together. She was not only beautiful, but she was great to be around.

But then something happened and she changed. She became moody, introverted. She stopped liking the activities we had done together in the past. She would go through mood swings in a flash, one minute sad, the next jumping up and down like she was happy. She never told me what caused the change. One day I found out what was causing the mood swings, she was doing drugs. I just happen to walk into the bathroom and saw her. I could have broken it off right there, but I am not that type of person. After a long talk she agreed to go into rehab.

She was getting better, but not in getting of drugs. She was getting better at hiding it from me. She quit rehab after a few weeks and it took the threat of walking out to get her to go back in. One day I decided to surprise her by meeting her outside of the rehab meeting building. She didn’t come out after the meeting. I walked home and found out why she wasn’t at the meeting. I saw her standing by the road and a car pulled up and she got in. The next night was walking to clear my head from all the were piling up inside me about our relationship, or something inside me want to spy, I don’t know which. I saw her at the same corner, this time getting into a car of someone I knew. When I talked to this person the next day was when I realized that she had been prostituting herself. When I asked my girlfriend about it, she told me straight that she did it to get money for drugs.

Then I did something I regret. I gave her an ultimatum, stop or leave. She left.

I didn’t lose touch with her, maybe I was her lifeline for awhile. I’d call her and talk with her, we’d always end up arguing over her drug use. Eventually she quite college. I wrote to her often, never mentioning what drove us apart. At first the correspondence was going well, but then her letters back began to be fewer until they stopped all together. I kept writing however and after a few months I received a box in the mail from her. In the box was the letters from the past two or three months, unopened, with a letter from her with one word “Goodbye”.

I contacted her mother and he told me that she moved out and suddenly got married. Her mother hadn’t heard from here since.

It has been years since she went away and no one knows where she is.

I think of her when this song plays….

Let Her Cry
by Hootie & The Blowfish

She sits alone by a lamppost
Trying to find a thought that’s escaped her mind
She says dad’s the one I love the most
But Stipe’s not far behind

She never let’s me in
Only tells me where she’s been
When she’s had too much to drink
I say that I don’t care
I just run my hands through her dark hair
Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away
And just…

Let her cry
If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing
If it eases all her pain
Let her go
Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be

This morning I woke up alone
Found a note standing by the phone
Saying, “Baby, maybe I’ll be back someday”
I wanted to look for you
You walked in I didn’t know just what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself
Saying…

Let her cry
If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing
If it eases all her pain
Let her go
Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be

Let her cry
If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing
If it eases all her pain
Let her go
Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be

Last night I tried to leave
Cried so much I could not believe
She was the same girl I fell in love with long ago
She went in the back to get high
And I sat down on my couch and cried
Yelling “Oh mama, please help me
Won’t you hold my hand”
And…

Let her cry
If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing
If it eases all her pain
Let her go
Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be

Let her cry
If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing
If it eases all her pain
Let her go
Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be.

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An interesting question is posed at Just One Bite……

I’m sure I’m not the only one to do this. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had a list of wishes at the ready, just in case I: a) found a magic lantern, b) purchased a withered monkey paw, or c) stopped a woodcutter from chopping down a dryad. So, what’s on your list?

Three wishes? I guess mine would be as generic as they come.

• About 30 million dollars U.S. That should be enough to keep my family, myself, and a few close friends in a good, modest lifestyle, pay for college for my family, buy a few houses, and a few cars
• The end to world hunger and homelessness. Everyone has plenty to eat and can have a safety net to fall back on during the hard times. I think if we all had that little safely net, we would all more likely take the risks and succeed in life.
• Global understanding and tolerance. If we all understand each other and tolerate everyone then we would all live together much better.

To think about it, if I had the last two wishes granted then most of the hate, violence, and war would end. Not all of it would end, be we would see a big reduction in the strife of the world.

Now knowing that these wishes would never be granted, I am willing to be at this beach at that certain time hiding behind a rock watching. Yes, I am a pervert! I thought you knew that by now.

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Well, she has finally made it back home. It seems her trip was productive with plenty of soul searching and a resolution to proceed with her life despite some disappointments and revelations about a relationship that in the beginning I honestly was hoping would work out… that is until I heard the hurt and disappointment in her voice as she related the post to me. I may be hard of hearing and not as empathic as Lorne, but I can still pick up the emotions underneath no matter how hard consciously or unconsciously you try to hide them.

I hope things work out for her, she is a sweet, beautiful, sexy woman and quite a catch.

And you’re welcome, it was a pleasure and an honor.

Now I don’t know why this particular songs has been running through me head the last two days. I guess it is a message to me or one or more of my readers…

Time Passages
Al Stewart

It was late in December, the sky turned to snow
All round the day was going down slow
Night like a river beginning to flow
I felt the beat of my mind go
Drifting into time passages
Years go falling in the fading light
Time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Well I’m not the kind to live in the past
The years run too short and the days too fast
The things you lean on are the things that don’t last
Well it’s just now and then my line gets cast into these
Time passages
There’s something back here that you left behind
Oh time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn
Don’t know why you should feel
That there’s something to learn
It’s just a game that you play

Well the picture is changing
Now you’re part of a crowd
They’re laughing at something
And the music’s loud
A girl comes towards you
You once used to know
You reach out your hand
But you’re all alone, in these
Time passages
I know you’re in there, you’re just out of sight
Time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight.

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No Friday Five so far today. But that is neither here or there as this post is about Lyndi.

I’ve known Lyndi for a loooong time, way back in high school. Lyndi is not her real name, just a nickname she shares with a few close friends. The nickname doesn’t even come close to her birth name, which was changed for reasons that will become clear later. In fact I believe only Lyndi and I know from where the nickname came.

Lyndi is like one of the coolest people you’ll ever meet. She can be so shy one minute (the reason she does not have a blog) and gregariously flirty the next (her reason for letting me write about her). She can be stubborn, but she is generally open-minded. She can want to cuddle one minute and the next want to dance till dawn. She is a true dichotomy… a womanly woman. Let’s not mention she is gorgeous. Just take a look at the picture she recently sent…
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