I heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?
I may be toast at the end of this week, but I would not trade the gorgeous double feature of David Lynch's Blue Velvet (1986) and Wild at Heart (1990) with which
rushthatspeaks and I wound it up. Late to the party, I saw Hoosiers (1986) for the equally first time last month and Dennis Hopper at the top of his game really could do anything. We were passing Porter Square afterward when we saw a loose collection of action along the sidewalk that turned out to be a troop of redcoats marching down Massachusetts Avenue, presumably on their way to fight Lexington. Thanks to the street we lived on in my childhood, my very favorite iteration of Paul Revere's ride was the year in which, instead of clattering under the window shouting per usual, he came in a truck and explained his horse had broken down. No kings.
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There is nothing to be ashamed of! You have the movies in your future! I hope your anime and fanfic are treating you well.
The redcoats ... oh, right; there was an anniversary of Revere's ride, if I recall. That would be big in your neck of the woods.
It was an annual part of Patriot's Day when I was a child (and may have continued to be; we just moved from the street which was part of his historical route when I was ten years old). We went maybe once as a family to the sunrise reenactment on the Battle Green, but it was impossible not to notice Paul Revere riding past.
Damn straight. I'm listening to the recording of Bernie's and AOC's "Fighting Oligarchy" tour stop, this one in Missoula, Montana on the 16th. I don't care how many times I hear them, I don't get tired of the message.
It's an important one.
*hugs*
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