in keeping with the wrestler theme - the wrestling photos being displayed later this week at windsor gallery - i decided today was the day to go and see the new mickey rourke vehicle, the wrestler...old mickey's had a rough ride of late...or the last few years anyways. ever since that wild orchid movie it's been a weird ride for mickey - that and the plastic surgery...he looks a little cat-like now. i met mickey a few times back around 1985 and while there are no super duper exciting stories around all that, he seemed like a good fella back then and just wanted to act and ride his motorcycle...and smoke.
back to the wrestler...i think you should see it, but it, in spots, plays out a little like a trailer park version of rocky but really far more tragic. and parts of it are really hard to watch...really hard. good show.
last night i walked over to topanga and met-up with scott and corie for a little topanga action...i love both those guys but unlike corie, it's a rare thing for me to sit down and share a meal with scott. i first met scott around 1994 or 95 when i was first learning to blow smoke in the movie biz...and he's been a great friend, sounding board and shoulder ever since. we had a few laughs at others expense last night, at ourselves and ate like champs...but i may have to abandon my quest to eat every meal on the menu as last night's journey was a tough grind...tasty but tough.
i finally made it to the gym today as well after avoiding it for a long while because my back was so fucked ...and i have to say the elipitical trainer, otherwise known (by me) as the wacky walker, is hard on the old back and i'll have to limit my time on that one...the back and forth motion not so good...but it was great to get back there and sweat it out and stretch out somewhere other than my livingroom floor.
ok...have fun...
g. xo
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