Day 6 – With Billy Jack and Iris Apfel
Wouldn’t it be nice, my Minnesota friends, if we could just, for once in my lifetime, actually make it to the Super Bowl and win it?
God! Vikings! What the eff?
We were invited to the home of our friends Pat & Mat last night, to watch the Vikings vs. Packers game. I had minimal hopes we’d win. It didn’t take long into the game to realize that there was no way in hell we were going to win.
So Mat turned on Netflix and found us Billy Jack to watch.
I don’t think I saw the film since it was originally in theaters, in 1971.
For as little as Billy Jack appears in the movie, I wondered why it was named after him.
“Because there’s always a threat of Billy Jack,” Nugget said.
Let me tell you people, we laughed our asses off, watching Billy Jack. It’s a horrible movie and I think the script may have been written by a 1969 Young Life group while high on the marijuana.
But we sure had fun!
One regret I have is that at the end of the movie, when the dirt road is lined with kids standing up, fists in the air; Pat, Mat & Nugget stood up, fists in the air as well – but I stayed seated, laughing at them.
I should have joined them.
“We’ll watch Ben the next time we get together,” Nugget offered.
I’m going to join in their Ben games.
In other news, someone pointed me in the direction of advancedstyle.blogspot.com and I can’t stop looking at it.
I’ve fallen in love with 91-year-old fashion icon, Iris Apfel
Oh sure, she may not be your traditionally styled gal. Especially if you’re from Iowa (hi Jean!) But she’s awesomely New York City and she makes me not fuss about getting older/going bolder.
Note to self: Order those round glasses from Warbly Burbly (aka Warby Parker)
And now I must go, there is Creme Brulee in the oven.
First time making, ever.
2013: The Year of Fuck Off Cancer, We’re Having Creme Brulee!