If you haven’t seen this movie, please do so immediately.  A commercial reminded me of it. When my son was a teen, he’d gone to the beach with a girl. Things went sideways with some normal travel woes and she couldn’t let it go. I taught him to take back his day and power from simple things, so he rolls with the times. They got back from the trip and he was upset. We talked, he felt better, and then I dragged him to the car and to the local nostalgic movie theater. 

We saw “The Other Guys” and he left.. I kid you not… with new perspective and back to himself. The girl was history. It was like it realigned him.

I am gonna go out today and find a bar where I can sing Irish limericks and drink pints. I am quick-witted, think on my feet and will rap them a limerick the likes of which they’ve never seen! Then they’ll ask me to leave with my angry Conejo-inspired rants and I will do so. Let’s  ride…

The bar scenes in this movie are a trip. Gator sings limericks and Wahlberg tears down a joint. They drive in a literal vagina according to Terry, who learned to insult vehicles out of spite.

I have seen this movie fifty times at least.. many of which were background noise lol.

I live in a state of strangers… there’s something liberating about that!

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! Go find your Gator and let him walk around a little…give him some spending money….