Walk the Line. A dispatch from Folsom.

After four days of lounging, cooking turkey and being with my baby doll. Yesterday ruled. Seriously ruled. Lounge until afternoon, Mom swings by and sweeps the babydoll away. After a split-second loss of what the hell to do without her, we decide we'll go see Walk the Line - neither of us have seen a movie in ages. We parked as usual right near the movie theater and walked the mall down to K Street. We've got an hour to kill. Looking for George's bar (Papa tells me it's a great dive) we arrive at the cross walk as he mumbles something like.. "is it down there?" I say, "yes, let's take the sunny side of the street, shall we?". So we take the "Sonny" side of the street and arrive at... "George's" was it? I leave my coffee outside & duck into the dive out of the bright crisp day...turn my eyes up and who is it behind the bar? Only the only other Sonny I know. :) Immediately... "Xenes!"
Me, "hey baby! Man, it's been a long time!" So, we're in the fold, with comfort, street family. Pour them up buddy! We'll have two buds & two burbs for Johnny!
I then push away from my stool and wander to the jukebox, the epic symbol of Papa & I eventually colliding. Smackwater Jack he bought a shotgun, because HE was in the mood for a little confrontation. He just let it all hang out, and led his bulldog south... (this song almost tops Stagger Lee...but not quite). Then a nice rendition by Willy of... "Where Thinking Gets You". Then, in honor... a little "Sunday Morning Coming Down". I have to chalk this up to one of those lost days in the sunshine where things are wholly perfect in the world, between you, outside you...within.
A proverbial Delta Day. (Which reminds me, I gotta take my Dad to Al the Wops.)

The film. Everyone did a fabulous job. I thought that Joaquin was sounding a little retarded singing on the previews...a little slow, but upon viewing the whole thing, this was not the case. It must have been hard for him and he did a fantastic job. Sonny also mentions that what's her name also had all the right nuances. I have to say at the end I felt as though it cut off it's nose to spite it's tale. So soon. There's so much about Johnny in the end, but I guess that's for his legend to live on and tell. Cheers!