Archive for March, 2010

Midnight Run

March 16, 2010

Movie night last night, and we thought about going out, but Bounty Hunter is coming out soon, and I really wanted Kerri to see Midnight Run before we see Bounty Hunter.

Midnight Run is one of my favorite movies all-time. Definitely top 10. Rookie, Field of Dreams, and The Muppet Movie (hey, I just was the right age for that one) are my top 3, and Midnight Run is in the next level down.

Robert DeNiro as Jack Walsh is incredible, I have not been disappointed in him yet to date. When I tell people about this movie, I often hear complaints about Charles Grodin, some think he is annoying, but I think it is perfect for his character “the Duke.” He also has great facial expression with the bus ticket agent and later in the difficult family scenes in Chicago with the daughter.

It’s a classic buddy movie, a cross-country tale, with fun and action. Seeing it again after all these years is interesting, society has changed lots since the late eighties. People are allowed to smoke anywhere they want. Duke tells Jack Walsh about second hand smoke as if it is news. Jack Walsh, uses a tape recorder, a phone booth and other things that are obsolete these days. I also love how inept the FBI guys are, and how they always point out the obvious.

Jack Walsh has been estranged from his family for 9 years, and watching the scene where they reunite was difficult. Sometimes, there is no justice.

The movie also has several quotes I love (some profanity included…)

Walsh : …I think I’m gonna have the steak, how about you?

Duke : I’m not hungry.

Walsh: Then why don’t you then get the lobster because then I can get a little surf and turf action going.

Jack Walsh: [Jack hails cab. When it pulls over he knocks on passenger side front window and driver rolls it down]
[Pointing at driver]
Jack Walsh: You wouldn’t have change for a thousand, would ya?
Cab Driver: Whatta ya, a comedian? Get outta here, you bum!
[Cab driver drives away]
Jack Walsh: [Zips up coat and turns up collar] Looks like I’m walkin’.

Jonathan Mardukas: Jack, you’re a grown man. You’re in control of your own words.
Jack Walsh: You’re goddamn right I am. Now here come two words for you: Shut the fuck up.


Jonathan Mardukas: You two are the dumbest bounty hunters I have ever seen! You couldn’t even deliver a bottle of milk!


Jonathan Mardukas: Why are you so unpopular with the Chicago police department?


Eddie Moscone: “Son of a bish” (Kerri hates when I quote that one)


Marvin Dorfler: [after Mosely takes his cigarettes for the second time] Why don’t you quit? It’d be cheaper for both of us.
Jonathan Mardukas: Jahé, everybody, jahé
Jack Walsh: What’s that?
Jonathan Mardukas: It means ‘hello’. I can say ‘hello’ in a lot of different languages. Not yours, but a lot of them
Jonathan Mardukas: Two dollars, that’s all you’re going to leave?
Jack Walsh: That’s fifteen percent.
Jonathan Mardukas:  That’s thirteen percent! These people depend on tips for a living!
Dorfler: (counting cops at the station) 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 got the whole fuckin’ force after me, huh?
Jimmy Serrano: Make yourself a sandwich, drink a glass of milk… Do some fuckin’ thing
Duke: Sometimes you just have to let go. Just get yourself a new watch.


For The Longest Time

March 16, 2010

A while ago, I was in an a capella group, and we were recording “For The Longest Time.” I was singing lead, and started one of the verses with “Maybe…” (in fact, there is a bridge that starts with Maybe, but none of the verses do)

But I did not panic, and kept going….

“Maybe this won’t sound like we rehearsed,

I forgot the words to this next verse,

But we’re still singing (just then, the phone rang as if on cue)

And the telephone is ringing,

And I am psyched, for the longest time….”

This is one of the series of stories from music groups that I was in, this one is for Vocasm….

Back in Jail

March 9, 2010

I went back to jail yesterday. I left on November 13, 2008, in a transfer from Essex, MA to New Hampshire. The cop transporting me was picking me up a week for a trial and thought he could transport me directly to jail. The sheriff in Cheshire County told the cop that I still was entitled to a bail hearing. I walked out of the court room. When I returned for the trial next week, I walked away again and did not go to jail in NH.

When I went to jail yesterday in Virginia, it was for orientation as a volunteer. As part of the application, I had to write a faith statement. The statement….

From my youth, my belief in Jesus Christ was an important part of my life. I went to the Boston Archdiocesan Choir School and went to church everyday. As a young adult, I spent some time in discernment thinking about becoming a priest. I enrolled in the seminary at St. John’s in Boston, but left when I decided that was not the right calling in my life. I did eventually do some graduate work at the school of theology at Boston College.

There were two major challenges in my life, one was the birth of my daughter with Spina Bifida in 1992, and the second was when I had some legal problems and personal problems in 2006. When I had problems in 1992, I knew to stay close to God.  James 4:8 says “Stay near to God, He will stay near to you.”

I did not have the same wisdom in 2006. As a result I spent some time in Essex County Correctional Facility. While I was there, the volunteers made quite an impact on me and helping me study the Bible and in praying. One volunteer said that he used to read the Bible and think it was a history book. Then he thought the stories sounded like people he knew. Then he realized that the Bible was about him. I started to identify with characters in the Bible. Joseph in Genesis was blessed while he was in jail. I am not trying to say I was unfairly jailed like Joseph, but within two months, I was given a job in charge of music in the chapel. Very soon, I realized what  a blessing that was. I also could relate to Peter, who at times was loyal to Christ, but denied Christ at the most important time.

Another volunteer gave me a verse from Joel 2:25 that God “will restore the years the locust has eaten”. I do not have any firsthand experience with locusts, but I do know about losing years. And in the time I have been out I have seen the many ways God has restored my life.