While watching the latest of the Star Trek movies, “Star Trek: Into Darkness” with my family over the weekend I got into an unusual conversation with my 13 y/o son about Captain James T. Kirk. Actually, it all started when I giggled outloud a bit during the scene which shows Kirk in bed with two females, both of which have tails. My son asked what was so funny. What’s so funny? Where do u start? How do I start? I told him it could wait until the movie was over, meanwhile my wife is on the other couch in tears because she is laughing so hard. Luckily for dear ol’ dad here the fragile mind of my son had drifted off to sleep before the movie ended.
I’m sure the conversation will come up again, soon, and I am worried about my answer. There is only one answer and there isn’t any way if sugar coating it, Captain Kirk, as a character, had a reputation for fucking anything that would let him. He gives new meaning to intergalactic ladies man if you ask me. So, suggestions?
I was told that I would be super pissed with the ending of the movie “Metallica: Through The Never” but I wasn’t told why. Now I know why and yes she was right, it pissed me off not knowing what was in the bag. If you are asking why I just watched this movie its pretty simple, everyone figured I owned it or had seen it but I never took the time myself to pick it up. My children figured it out and bought it for me for Father’s day this year. Getting on line provided me some humorous answers but no definitive answer to what’s in the damn bag. After reading 500+ possibilities I will just have to assume that there was never an interest in revealing anything about the bag. Have you seen the movie? What’s your guess of what’s in the bag? But, besides the hanger of the bag focused on in the movie, I found this movie to be excellent Metallica form.
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Factor in the facts that I am riding a Goldwing listening to Ozzy @ full volume while I am cruising some very quiet country roads at very high speed. It reminded me of when The Ride Of The Valkyries plays as a vital part of the intimidating plot in one of my favorite movies ever, Apocalypse Now. If you are asking yourself how one can have anything to do with the other all I can tell you is my bike is as quiet as a mouse fart in a cemetery and screaming out of my speakers one can here Ozzy singing Crazy Train. I am heard before I am seen and have often wondered what goes thru other’s heads when they see the bright lights in the darkness and Ozzy barking at the moon. Would it freak you out?
Anyway, I find the therapy of drilling thru time listening to something hard, fast, and heavy gives me the freedom to shrug of things that bother me and gives me great pleasure when I am just out riding for no other reason except to be riding. What’s my point here? I found my way, have you found yours? Think about that for a while. The best part of all was the fact that my wife was along for the ride with me. She isn’t a fan of loud rock music or of going fast when she isn’t control, but loves to ride with me because it is time we spend together. We make time, we always make time to be together. Plus, after 15 years as a passenger, I was informed she wants to learn to ride and wants a bike of her own. Of course, she insists it will need to be something much, much smaller. And so, we begin another chapter in our relationship.
Now, go do what makes you happy!