This was on a list of Instagram and Tumblr clichés. But then, items on the lists cover pretty much all human activity. Sunsets, don't do them. They're boring. The critique is sunsets are like assholes, everybody's got one. But I don't think so. I never licked anybody's sunset.
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Morning, Chip. Lovely sky.
If you are up early tomorrow (hint -t set the alarm anyway!)
I hear there will be, clear sky willing, a blood moon in the western sky at about 4:20 AM.
(I padded a few minutes so you have time to empty your bladder. You're welcome.)
It was a long time ago that I read an essay where the guy wrote "Of course, Freud is a cliche, but then again so is saying that Freud is a cliche."
Made me laugh.
In the movie All That Jazz (1979), Joe Gideon a/k/a Bob Fosse is captive on his hospital bed as a visitor (the Stand-Up a/k/a Cliff Gorman a/k/a Dustin Hoffman) unintentionally torments him simply by being himself.
The Stand-Up says something to Gideon like:
"You know what Gideon? I got real insight into you. You know what your problem is? You live your life terrified that you're just like everybody else, that you're not special."
Gideon turns his head and dismisses the remark like he's dealing with an idiot which I thought was an unforced error, a missed dramatic opportunity.
Obnoxious? Sure. Right on the money? Absolutely and thus worthy of a meaningful response.
Fosse did a little better when a doctor is chiding Gideon for taking too casual an attitude about his health.
Gideon is dismissive. He says, "Doctors. What do they know."
The doctor says, "About angina? A little more than show people."
I think a lot of people hated that movie because Bob Fosse wasn't nearly as hard on himself as a lot of people thought he should have been.
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