"You've Had A Lot Of D*** Jacey, But You Ain't Had Mine"

This has to be a lightening quick post since I'm on my way out the door in 25 minutes.

I just finished watching The Messenger, and it was fantastic. The script was great. So was the story and dialogue. Woody Harrelson is an amazing character actor. I always seem to forget that. Maybe because of his movies like White Men Can't Jump and that lottery movie that make me think of him. Usually though he plays comedic characters, so this was a nice change. Ben Foster has really become something else. He used to be on some tween show back in the day and it's hard to believe that he went from that to these gritty roles he keeps taking on. I liked the film so much because it reminded me that we all are grappling with our own demons, and some worse than others, but demons nonetheless.

The title... my new neighbour next to me likes to play his TV and music loudly. Annoyingly sometimes. Today it was music. Way too loud. I reached that point to go out in the hallway to see if you can hear it there and not just in my apartment and bathroom. Turns out, I can hear the lyrics more clearly out there than in here -unless I put my ear to the door. Hence the title. Of all the songs he plays, he plays Blood Hound gang and a song about head. Really. I listened to that CD when I was in grade 8. In fact, other songs he likes to play include Chumbawamba's 'I Get Knocked Down' and Offspring's 'Pretty Fly For a White Guy'. All of which make my ears bleed. I was hoping someone else would tell him to shut-up but they didn't. Since I'm leaving right away I thought I would let it slide. That was until the used to be noisy tenant above me started getting annoyed like it was me making the noise, so I settled it on behalf of everyone else.

FIFA will have to be another time. And do I ever have a lot to say.