Let’s Go To The Movies In My Apartment!
I finally saw Hustle & Flow last night. From what I heard, I thought it was going to be like Rocky, but with rap. It was, sort of. Except the theme song wasn’t by Survivor. And there was little to no boxing. And it took place in Memphis and not Philadelphia. And there was a lot more pimping and domestic abuse and gun violence and desperate poverty. Hustle & Flow wasn’t as uplifting as I had hoped, but a pretty good movie overall.
Also, it wasn’t quite “street” enough for my tastes. Then again, not everyone grew up in the gritty hood of North Buffalo. My house was near the zoo, son! What!
Oh, that reminds me! When I was writing for a newspaper in Buffalo just after graduation, I called up the zoo pretending to be Drew Bledsoe’s agent. This was when Drew was the QB for the Bills the year he went to the Pro Bowl and everyone in Buffalo loved him. I got the director of the zoo on tape agreeing to give Drew and his family a private tour of the zoo so they could walk freely and paint with the elephants. He also said they might be willing to dress one of the buffaloes in a Bills jersey and let Drew throw a football to it. That was pretty cool.
If someone out there can photoshop a buffalo wearing a Bills jersey, that person will have my undying love. And maybe a free gift from my apartment. I got soup mix!
UPDATE: We have a winner! The lovely and quite talented Laina just won my undying love by sending me this:
Thanks, Laina!
