Reply 1080 of 29660, by HighTreason
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wrote:I watched Grease on Laserdisc last night.
You poor thing, that has to be one of the most boring movies in the world. Bad memories, very bad memories.
I'm bored so I'll elaborate; When I was in my teens, I used to basically be on the pull constantly. Anyways, the usual crap - met some girl, dated her a bit before I ended up at her house one evening after she convinced her parents she was fine "on her own" and they had gone off to the cinema, a restaurant or whatever (where they were wasn't important to me, just the fact that they weren't home and would be gone for quite some time, so I don't remember what she said they were out doing). The plan was we'd watch a movie together and then find something else to do if her parents weren't home yet, seemed like a good plan to me too... Until I got there, opened my backpack and began recommending really good movies such as Total Recall, Commando, Die Hard and for variety sake Twelve Monkeys to which she looks at me, picks up a DVD case and says
"But, I thought we could watch this together."
"You sure?" I said, I noted that her DVD case said Grease and having heard the music from it already was sure it probably wasn't my kind of film.
"Yeah, it's my favorite movie." She replies, smiling at me. I daren't push my luck so I held out my hand for the case
"Lets see here, well, what's this about..." I began reading the back of the box and looking at the pictures, I gritted my teeth, tried to smile and said "If you're sure. I guess it looks... OK... Might be really good."
The movie starts up with this crappy "Grease is the word, is the word is the...."
"Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into." I thought.
I managed to skip half of the movie by going out to smoke a lot, there was a sizable pile of dog ends by the front door by the time that movie ended. Absolute garbage, I hope I never see it again. I didn't regret enduring it at the time, but in the long run I think it damaged my brain. To make matters worse, that evening ended with me having to climb out of a window because her parents came home and I left my tobacco, a jacket and one of my DVDs behind and never got anything but my tobacco back. I also broke the key in one of my bike locks and had to cut through it - I always carry basic tools when I'm on a bike luckily. Tried to watch the film again at a later time just to try and build up an immunity to such inane things.
Dirty Dancing was far worse, that was around six months later with a different girl in a house where people smoked so I had no excuse to go away too much. Every so often I would disappear to the bathroom and sit there playing this caveman game which was on my old smartphone for a while, but she kept asking if I was sick so I stopped doing that and resumed filling up the ash tray. My lungs have never been the same again and I hate that movie.
Today I broke my Pentium II machine! Nothing serious, I got the RAID set up and then installed Win 98SE. Installed the RAID driver and the OS won't boot anymore, it starts working again after I remove the RAID driver so I'm going to mess with it and get it working again. The Nikimi drives seem to perform OK for now though, so here's hoping they last a while.