March 6, 2002

  • One Day…

    So I was watching more Babylon 5 with some housemates a few weeks ago. We borrowed a friend’s tapes he made of the whole series, taping them from TV. Some of the episodes still have the commercial breaks, and some don’t.

    Now, Babylon 5 is pretty much the best science fiction TV show ever, sitting as it does somewhere between Shakespeare and Wagner’s Ring Cycle. It induces in viewers a certain sense of quality which transcends form, since the show obviously didn’t have that much of a budget. So as you watch it, you understand what could be good about the rest of television.

    And as we were watching one of these tapes (the end of season 3, specifically), we came to a commercial break that hadn’t been edited out. Whoever was manning the remote control couldn’t find the right button, so we watched a whole commercial about getting away to Disneyworld. And for some reason, this inspired me to say something that resonated with all present.

    I said, “I have a dream, that one day I will be arrested on national media for assaulting Mickey Mouse.” Both housemates said, “I support you in that.” “Yeah! So when they interview me, I’ll say my housemates put me up to it!”

    I still have this dream. I’m not going to actively pursue it, but if the situation arises, I won’t back down.

    That’s the first part of the story. The second part is this:

    Tonight, I was talking to some friends, and the subject of Bill Moyers came up. We decided that Bill Moyers was cooler than cool, and that he’d be an interesting guy to have a talk with. In a bar. Over scotch. Yes, that became my second dream: To get shitfaced with Bill Moyers. One of the friends present said, “Maybe you can combine that with your other dream about Mickey Mouse! ‘Hey, Bill, you wanna piece of this? Just pretend he’s Richard Nixon!’ ‘Shit yeah! Fuckin’ Mickey Mouse!’”

    Anyway. Bill, if you’re out there reading this, I’ll buy you a scotch in Luckenbach. You don’t have to hurt Mickey Mouse, but don’t dismiss the idea outright, OK?

Comments (13)

  • so, can we add adorable to amazing?  amazadorable?

    lol

    This made me smile.  Tanx a million.

    V~

  • HOLY CRAP…you know about my undying love for Bill Moyers, right?  It’s a good thing I respect his wife…

  • I’ll back you, too, on the Mickey assault (so long as there is no rape involved…hehe)

  • No wait you need to combine, get shit faced with Bill and in a drunken rage beat the hell out of Mickey!!!

    Bill is cool but I always wanted to get drunk with Tom Waits and Bukowski now THAT would be a conversation!!!

  • hahahaha! i’ve got a whole crew of people who would be more than happy to help you assault mickey mouse…=O) might be fun to give him mad cow disease…ooo or a good old-fashioned dose of the plague…hehe…=O) you think i’m kidding!

    and you know, i hate to admit it, but i’ve never really listened to much of what bill moyers has to say. guess i’m going to have to invest some time in that now…=OP

  • Mitch

  • You know, some of these comments have gotten me thinking…I only want to beat people I have already had sex with.  Is there something you want to share with us, Homer?

  • I admit it. I was once molested by a guy who was naked except for a giant Mickey Mouse head.

  • hmmmm sure it wasn’t dumbo?

  • Bahahahahaha!

    Well THAT explains it. I’ll help you kick his asssss!

  • I’ll lend you my nightstick w/ the mace on one end.

    andro

  • Rah.  But I think the TRULY CHOICE course of action would be to invite G’Kar to come with you an Bill Moyers to beat the crap out of Mickey, and then when you’ve sublimated him utterly (the NeoLiberalist fuck), go on and have G’Kar sodomize him before all his beast-headed cronies.

  • Ok, as long as we’re doing SF geek fantasies, let’s get G’Kar and Moyers drunk and discussing the Viet Nam war.

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