Henry Phillips Gets The Fist/The Lighter Side of My Life

Well, I am "a(n) old piece of suet that hasn't quite forgotten how to breathe yet", as Stephen King said. Serious, find it in his book.

I've been in bed for the last two months with a heating pad. Apparently a right hemicolectomy due to cancer hasn't paid my dues yet. Now maybe they will cut out my left colon too. Oh well, it's been hurting for longer than the side they already took out. Hope there is still some structure to my stricture.
My gastroenterologist is the light at the end of my tunnel. Get it? Gastros put a light into your tunnel. And a rod. He is my light and my staff. Then it's a surgeon or a sturgeon I guess, or a walrus or a carpenter. A surgeon's like a carpenter right? My dad was a carpenter but died too young to fix me.
Enough about me. This is entertainment.

"Punching The Clown" (2009) with Henry Phillips is a great movie if you are irreverent. If you are (yes I remember all of these, didn't have to look them up) trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean and reverent you will hate it. Too bad for you. The best movie I have seen in a long time, it helped me see through the miasma of pain.I actually laughed and laughed. My wife laughed and laughed. Let me plagiarize the lyrics from one of the songs on the dvd. Not really, public domain you know.

SWEET LITTLE BLOSSOM

You are the blossom,
I am the vine,
You are the blossom,
I am the vine,

Sweet Little Blossom of Mine,
Hanging on the vine,
Extracting all the nutrients from inside,
Sweet Little Blossom of mine,

You are the Oyster,
I am the Pearl,
You are the Oyster,
I am the Pearl

Sweet Little Oyster of mine,
Irritating you from inside,
Covering me with your mucus-like substance until I shine,
Sweet Little Oyster of mine.

I am the Host Organism,
You are the unicellular dinoflagellate algae,
I am the Host Organism,
You are the unicellular dinoflagellate algae,

Sweet Little unicellular dinoflagellate algae of mine,
Letting me use your chloroplasts to photosynthesize,
Providing me with carbon in exchange for the nutrients you obtain from my anabolic pathways,
Sweet Little unicellular dinoflagellate algae of mine,

You are the Commonwealth of Independent States,
I am the United States Department of International Development,
You are the Commonwealth of Independent States,
I am the United States Department of International Development,

Sweet Little Commonwealth of Independent States of mine,
Helping you to recover from your decline,
Spending 2.5 billion dollars in financial assistance to help invigorate your economy and help stabilize your ruble,
Sweet Little Commonwealth of Independent States of mine,

You are the Elvis
I am the Colonel Parker
You are the Elvis
I am the Colonel Parker

Sweet Little Elvis of mine,
Right there by your side,
Pulling your bloated 250 pound, cocaine and barbiturate saturated body out of the bathtub to keep it from drowning in a puddle of your own vomit,
Sweet Little Elvis of mine,
(In a mock Elvis voice) Sweet Little Elvis of mine,
Sweet Little Commonwealth of Independent States of mine,
Sweet Little unicellular dinoflagellate algae of mine,
Sweet Little Oyster of mine.
Sweet Little Blossom of mine 

Great tune, great time, great flick. Henry is fine example of a human bean and has 3 cds. This song is on his first one. So, even though I have been punched as pleased in life, I was pleased as punch with the flick.

Wish me luck without intestines. How would you like your person done, with or without large bowel?

Now why isn't Stephen King's line in "Sweet Little Blossom"? Because "life is like a beanstalk isn't it?" (Procul Harem, 1968, Wireman would have known that). Wireman is your clue as to which SK novel I refer to in the beginning here. 

Here is an easy one: "Makes you like you eggs on the Jersey (but I prefer juicy) side." You got it,  it's C. C.

Best I can do. I want to thank my wife publicly here. Well not exactly publicly. No one reads this. A few read my hiking blog though.  

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