“Oh, God. I got a feeling something went wrong
and now I own a blind camel.” – ishtar

I was thinking about the movie “Ishtar”. Sure, it was considered one of the worst movies of all times, but for some reason it seems to keep coming back to me. Any movie with a song called ‘Wardrobe of Love” can’t be all bad. . . Or what about that deep introspective number “Software”!?

Software.
I’m looking for software.
I gotta have software.
For my machine. – ishtar

Which reminds me I have to go meet JB and Silbs today and see if we can’t figure out away around all the photo upload problems blogger has. I have a solution, now I have to be able to demonstrate it and still have time left over for our Rutabaga Instructor end of year staff meeting. I don’t know why they keep inviting me to these things. Probably because that’s one more person to contribute a dish to pass. . .

Saturday morning
The sound of a lawnmower
touches my heart…
And a lawnmower can do all that!
It’s amazing! – ishtar

Saturday Morning I was at the pool at 9:30 am. I worked on offside rolls. Sorry, the whole “Side 1, Side A” thing just seems silly to me. Sort of like putting power word magnets on the refigerator. Something about self-empowerment-psycho-speak just makes me feel dirty. It’s tastes like politics and advertising. I have enough mindgames to overcome without confusing them with word games. . . Of course if I keep blowing my offside hand rolls, I may change my mind. . . I frequently do. . .

And then there’s this:

I can see her standing in the backyard of my mind.
She cracks her knuckles
and the scab that’s on her knee won’t go away.
I can see the woman waiting in her eyes,
and I can see the love.
But I can’t see the Brooklyn Dodgers in LA – ishtar

I don’t like baseball very much. I’ve really got to see that movie again. . .