You know how sometimes you forget how much you love a movie until someone reminds you of it? That happened when Moira did a post about director Hal Hartley, and I remembered how much I love “Trust.” One of the more unusual love stories you’ll ever see, Martin Donovan’s misanthropic Matthew and Adrienne Shelly’s soulful Maria make quite a couple. Every frame is fascinating, and the dialogue is priceless. Give it a try and let me know what you think.

If Bush said “we’re going to smoke them out of their caves” one more time last night, I was going to reach through the television and bang his head against the lectern. What a triumph of dehumanizing propaganda. After all, who lives in caves? Animals and savages.

And while we’re on the subject of propaganda, does “The Office of Homeland Security” scare you as much as it scares me?

Words. mean. things.

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I love it when new people visit ‘words mean things.’ When you leave a comment, it makes my day. But if I could ask a favor, if you’re reading this and you’ve never left a comment, please do so after this post, by clicking on ‘talk back’. What do you think of this weblog? Good/bad/indifferent? How did you get here? How often do you visit? Stats just don’t impart the human factor, you know? Thanks for taking a minute to let me know how I’m doing.

And if you’re a regular visitor/commenter, thanks again. And feel free to add your comments/criticisms about the site in general. Are there things I could be doing differently? Do you have a favorite post I’ve made? Are you irritated at this transparent cry for attention? (That last one was rhetorical, folks.)

It’s interesting how the environment plays a larger and larger part in each Survivor series. In the first one, they lived on a placid beach; they didn’t have a lot of food, but they had plentiful clean water, and caught a fair amount of fish. In Australia, the climate was harsher, and a flood washed away a lot of their camp. And now in Kenya, they have to fortify fences to keep out wild predators, they will have to raise food by farming, and their only water sources are muddy, contaminated water holes. Yeow. What’s next – living in the mouth of an active volcano?

Two-word review of Survivor:Africa premiere: surprisingly entertaining.

They still have problems with continuing to pick “types” to fill slots, something I call “the ‘Real World’ problem.” But the environment is intriguing and brutal, and the people are already beginning to sort themselves out in my mind. I was ready to dismiss this third go-round as another rehash, nothing to be excited about. But what becomes fun is the anticipation of various scenarios and strategies that have become important in the other seasons of Survivor. Who will become the leaders, and will the leaders be vulnerable to attack from their followers? Which tribe will begin to dominate? It’s sociology funded by Reebok.

I’m actually considering advertising ‘words mean things’ on Blog*Spot. Am I crazy?

Funny stuff: The Weblog of Ernie’s Mom. Go there now!

Was going to write a rant, but then I realized I wrote it already.

Word of the day: condiment.

Advice for the day: Throw away the pill.