being broke is terrible. being broke with a credit card is even worse, because you think you can just buy stuff with the credit card and hope the bill never comes (or that you’ll win the lottery, find a great paying job where you only work 2 hours a week, get financial aid, or be awarded a research grant) so that you can pay it off later. being broke, and having to sit through 3 release dates for some of your most anticipated albums all year is sucks pretty bad, too. worst of all, i look like a fucking bum to my girlfriend, ’cause i can’t afford to buy her anything. times are rough.
but who am i to complain? is that all this is for?
anyways, i was thinking the other day, about a film that i saw a long time ago. the film was not of the utmost quality, in fact, it was practically a c-movie, a bad van damme flick sans van damme, replaced with some joe schmoe martial artist who could kick realistically. the circumstances of which i actually saw the movie were somewhat unusual – i believe it was at a wake. it wasn’t necessarily the wake itself, but everyone came over to my familiy’s house to chat and eat and watch this movie, which, included a bit part played by my uncle, whom the wake was for.
it was strange to all be gathered around this tv, watching this movie no one would have ever thought to rent (save for miguel, who by far rents the worst movies imaginable) only to see my uncle get killed by gunshots in the scene. the last i’ve ever seen of him moving. strange, but it was funny to see him in the movie, because anyone that ever sees the film without the context, just sees my uncle as an extra.
he was amazing though. he was in a band, and he taught me how to play the drums. i still have his guitar that he used to play, and i recall him sitting on the piano bench at our house and me asking to play him a song, but he hesitated. he finally did, and he played a CCR song. he taught me a bunch of magic tricks where he would shuffle a deck of cards and put it in his pocked (which he assured me was empty), and then he’d pull out the deck of cards and lay them out on the table all in order. he’d teach me things and tell me not to forget.