Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Really Tom Waits...does being that cool give you lower back pain?

My man just finished doing a track, "Make it Rain", on Letterman and he just re-reminded me how goddamn fierce he is.

It just seems so effortless--his Waitness. He comes on the Letterman, chats with old David, just witty as hell, does a song and is just soooooo cool. Yeah, I'm fawning, but the man deserves this kind of adoration.

I have nothing more to say, I just wanted to pass that along. God bless the Tom Waits, bless his crazy ass self.

Sidenote:
Got caught up on my Netflix tonight...a few comments.

The Station Agent-Great. Patricia Clarkson, smooth as hell voice, feel her. Peter Dinklage...he is a fine ass man. Must say, when he rocks the goatee he is a foxier drawf, no for real, check it out. Don't hate on little people, it will make you fat and people will make fun of you because the obese get more grief than dwarves and midgets, for real. The flick is touching...two little thumbs up.

The Girl Next Door-Was expected to not feel this movie but I was hella amused. Blondes bore me to tears but Elisha Cuthbert was a delight...and Emile Kirsch, would totally spoon him, cute as a button. Oh and the dude that plays a porn producer, Timothy Olyphant, foxier than the Dinklage, love a sleazy man. Oh yeah, I feel no need to breakdown what the movie is about...check out allmovie.com or just throw caution to the wind and rent it...you'll giggle and giggling is the new therapy, much cheaper playas and less fucking drama.