A few of my favorite things…

Jean Reno and Luc Besson.

You put these two guys together and you know only good will come of it. The latest installment of their blessing to the rest of us people is the movie “Wasabi.” As is typical with my latest set of favorite movies (About a Boy, Attack the Gas Station, Amelie, etc.), this is a foreign (French) comedy. I used to think that I would never be interested in foreign comedy, because very little of it actually made me laugh. However, this one really got me good. What also makes this movie especially great was that I kept seeing pictures for it while I was in France and wanted to see it, but the whole “Non-English-Subtitles” part kept me away. So, when my friend Lee said that he scored two free tickets to it, I knew that my time had come.

Lee, Liz (Lee’s sister), Matt and I made a stop to what Lee refers to as the Happiest Place on Earth — Chipotle. Mmm…Burritos. For those that aren’t familiar with Chipotle, they make Burritos. And not just any Burritos. God’s Burritos. If you haven’t had one yet, then DON’T run out the door yet. Wait a few more hours till you’re really good and hungry, then go! The thing about them is that their Burritos are so big that they beep when they back up. And like all good food places, it’s not just the food, but the atmosphere which makes it king. Just go see for youself. You’ll be glad.

Oooh…parents are coming soon. Gotta make the invitations for the Falgout Family Food Festival!

Good night, Chief! Good night, McCloud!

New Lady in my life and 8 Mile

In the past 10+ days, I’ve had quite a few things open up for me. One of which was the meeting and dating of Miss Melanie Rusk. Raised in Midland, Texas, Melanie (who also dons the name Trillian Prefect), and I met a few times earlier Swing Dancing at the Red Jacket, Sons of Hermann and Bass Club. On the Wed. before Halloween, I invited her to come dacing with me a few of my very wacky friends at Kempi’s Night club. We had a good time and I was hoping to see her again at my Studio 54 Party. Alas, Miss Melanie was sick. Not to be deterred, I told her, “That’s ok. If you can’t make it I’ll just come over and cook you some gumbo.”

One Studio 54 Party and a bowl of gumbo later, Melanie and I were watching Amelie (an amazingly good French movie) together on her couch. After much conversation, I realized how glad I was that I had the opprotunity to meet and cook for her. She really struck my fancy. After seeing the pictures of her at the Halloween party, my parents now call her, “My Lady in Red.”

One of the things which has really been a pleasant surprise for me upon meeting her was how much we actually talk about what’s bugging us. Typically, if I met someone I liked and something happened and it bugged me or if I had a concern about something, I would just stuff it down and not bring it up. And I would do the same thing over and over again with little things, until I got the point where we were dating for a while and then I would just have a total release session that would not be pretty. Well, Melanie’s great because she will work with me on the things that bug me. And as I’m learnings. Lot of little things bug me, but I typically don’t even notice it.

Another cool thing is that she’s a devout Christian. And even though I’ve questioned my faith these past few years, I’ve always knew that I wanted to be with a Christian. Don’t ask me why…it’s just a Tommy thing. Anyway, she’s been a good influence on me and we even went to Church yesterday to watch my Lee sing in the choir.

It’s all good.

On a completely separate note, Matt and I went to go see 8 Mile this night. It starts the controveral rapper, Eminem and is about a young man’s frustration and angst and how he uses rap as a release. I had heard that this was a good movie, and although, I didn’t know what it would be like, I was once again, pleasantly surprised. It was a really good movie, but I wouldn’t recommend it to my parents, because of the generation gap thingy. Quality flick. It also had me see how blessed I really am. God…you my #1 ..err…Dude!

Of to bed. I’ve got some cool Perl programming to make happen for my boss!

The Transporter

If you’re already seen any of his movies, (5th Element, The Messenger, The Professional, Le Femme Nikita), then hopefully you already know this. However, his latest movie “The Transporter
kick much arse. (I’m trying to refrain from cursing, because I found out
that my mom REALLY DOES read my website. :)ร‚ Thanks mom.)

Not to ruin any part of the full movie experience for you, I’ll tell you whatร‚ myself, Lee and Mattร‚ learned from it:

  • How to hotwire a Mercedes
  • How to hotwire a human (or the machine that goes PING!)
  • How to hotwire the door to someone else’s house.
  • Always keep scuba gear (and a spare attachment) in your basement which is connected to the sewer.
  • Letting female hostages go potty on road trips is a bad idea.
  • And a few other things that could be useful in some unforseen future.
  • When hiding out after attacking the bad guy’s stronghold, watch out for anti-tank missiles
  • Quiet is good. Too quiet is bad.

It really sounds like the main character read my friends’ “Rusty” and Sarah’s “Worst Case Scenerio” book and was prepared for everything.

Good/Bad Influences

You
know how there are those good influences in your life? And those bad influences
on you? And then there’s those “Good Bad” influences. Well, my friend Lee is that person for me. We’ve been coming up with a few ideas for T-shirts to make. Some of them good, like

Qui est ton papa:

(ask me if you’re curious) and others, like

jailbait:

and

Show us on the doll where he touched you:

(Yet another really hilarious story behind
this one. If you have been raped or are offended by this picture then, I
apologize. The story/picture combo is just too good to pass up.)

Of course, all of these are copyrighted. And it seems like everyone one
of my friends that I tell about this, wants one of the t-shirts. I usualy
have to tell people the context, but it makes for great stories every day.
I figure that with enough promotion, we’ll get the Christian Colliliation
beating down our doors in no time. Who knows…maybe I’ll get to see my
mom again. ๐Ÿ™‚ (No offense, mom.)

And today I was talking to Krystie about my upcoming Halloween party.
I had so much fun at the Toga party last time, that I figure it’s time to
throw my own. But, I want to be original, so I’m going to throw a Studio 54 Party
I’ve got the wacky friends with the great imagination, I just hope that everyone
else can bring the costumes! If you think you’re up for it, email me and we’ll coordinate.

Till then cheers and much love and partying!

Tommy.

Dating.

It’s
been a while since I’ve updated this place. Not much has happened, except
for an occasional date. Which brings me up to an topic:

Dating…

Growing up, I always hated dating. I would say that it was nothing than
a bunch of horny guys chasing after girls that just want to play with you.
Thus, all of the relationships I had started not out of dating, but because
we instantly connected and found ourself in a new relationship. No courting,
no working up to it, no sexual tension. We would meet, we would have one
night together, and then poof. We’re together. So, I’m now exploring this
new idea of dating. (i.e. I’m now one of those horny guys.. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thankfully,
I’m not out to just bed every girl I meet.) Anyway, I digress. These past
few weeks have been chock full with dating and other women meeting opprotunities.
A 3rd date with Snoopy Kiss Girl, a blind date with one of my friend’s fiancee’s
sister…and tomorrow…TOGA PARTY!!! Yeah babye!

Now I know that people say that they’re just dating and that they don’t
want to get serious. And for some people, I believe that, but for the most
part, I think that’s total BS. We’re all looking for someone. We’re built
for partnership. Call me a romantic, but I’m looking forward to the day
that I find my special someone that I say to myself, “Ok. I’ve found her.
I’m now ready to dedicate myself to you.” And I think that one thing that
is really cool is that I’ve learned a VERY valuable lesson in life, dating
and relationships. The job of the guy is to make sure his woman is happy.

Yeah, yeah yeah, some of you might argue with that; however, I know that
I am really satisfied and fulfilled knowing that I’m doing the right thing
which pleases her. Now to find a woman willing to communicate what she wants.
๐Ÿ™‚

Before I get too far off track and forget why I started writing this at
3:15AM, I will let you know why the circle is now complete. On Thursday,
I called one of my X-girlfriends, Jenny to wish her happy birthday. Everyone
has “Their X”. The one that broke their heart more so than anyone else.
Well, this is Jenny for me. The conversation went remarkably well and I
can say that I am now friends with every one of my X-girlfriends. That’s
something not many people can say. I wish there was something really profound
that I could tell you about that, but I can’t think of anything at 3AM.
Maybe something will come to me tomorrow.

Till then…good night…err…good morning.

Better Sunday things.

Yes, there are things to do on Sunday, but they always seem really boring for me.

Have you ever noticed that as much as you want to get your butt out of
gear and go do something that you know would be worthwhile, you don’t always
do it? In fact, most of the time, you don’t? Today was one of those days.
I have $300 of merchandise to return, a house I’d like clean, a stomach to
feed (mine), and a very adventure-some life to live. And I spent the most
of the day in front of the computer.

I think that what I’m looking for in a woman is someone who will give
me a good kick in the rear when I get like that so that I’m doing something
I enjoy, rather than retreating into the depths of my computer. Heck, I
don’t even have that many online friends to chat with to pass the time.
Where does one go to make online friends now? Eq has lost my interest since
Terri and I broke up.

I began to write her a letter. A letter to let her know what’s really
going on for me. A letter to let her know why it didn’t work. A letter
to give her what she deserves. Heh. It would be easier if I knew what she
deserved. ๐Ÿ™‚ I know that this was a huge growing experience for me, and
hopefully for her too. My biggest regret is not being responsible for how
much I hurt her. She still means so much to me that I only wish the best
for her.

On a happier note, I worked with someone today on unconceiling something
which was holding her back from completing her college paper which she was
procrastinating for so long. And now she’s back in action. I’m starting
to find comfort in providing something for other people. It makes this world
a better place.

All is well in the world. It may not always seem like it at times, but I know…all is well.

-God Bless.

The start of it all.

So,
This is the beginning of it all. Soon, there will be discussions about the
trips and adventures in foreign and distant lands. (France, Cancun, Cozimel,
Mediterranian, etc.) And then…Tommy’sTubCam.com. It all begins here.
Stay tuned for details and drop a line if you have other suggestions!

“If all of life’s a stage, who do I talk to about getting some better props?”