“Missed it by this much.”
My 16 year old daughter wants to see Soylent Green. I’ve got to make a concerted effort to find it for her.
Maybe I’ll find some time this weekend.
Har! Har! Do you suppose we’d get mad human disease from eating infected people kibble? :eek:
kaiwik, I actually did name one dog (Dobe) Natasha and another (GSD) Boris. The names fit them both very well.
Ok, guys - the next part of the saga.
**Naseeb
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Part II, Hour II
Vicky returns home, and Johnny discovers Mrs. Gomes’ daughter Julie has been secretly in love with Vicky all her life. He goes to make to make the arrangements but finds Vicky pining over Asha. Vicky shows him a picture of Asha, and Johnny’s world comes crashing down as he realizes Vicky’s Asha is the same as his Asha. The doctor says if Vicky does not stop drinking he will die. (cue song sequence.)Johnny asks Vicky, “If I bring you this girl, will you stop drinking?” And Vicky responds, “If you bring me Asha, I will do anything you wish.”
Johnny and Julie pretend that Johnny has been cheating on Julie all this time after promising her love and affection, in the hopes that this will drive her back to Vicky. They recruit Mrs. Gomes’ help, having her call Asha and Vicky to tell them what was going on. They break their own hearts in the process. (cue broken-hearted song sequence).
In the meantime, Ragu and Damu are recruited by a bigtime crime lord known only as the Don. The Don comes to India but he is being impersonated by none other than (drumroll) Namdev. They don’t recognize him as he is in disguise.
Namdev wants his revenge but even more than that he wants to know what has become of his family, so he doesn’t reveal himself. He does go walking in his old neighborhood, specifically visiting the same old café. He sees Mrs. Gomes just leaving the café. He tries to chase her to discover where his children her. He doesn’t catch her but after she gets on a bus she notices him and falls off of it and gets badly hurt.
Namdev takes Mrs. Gomes to his house and calls a physician. She is unconscious and so can’t talk. In the meantime, the café owner, who has recognized Mrs. Gomes, calls Ragu and tells him Namdev is still alive.
Ragu and his sons decide Damu’s son is his weakness, since Vicky still doesn’t know all the nefarious plots his father is up to. They decide to try to eliminate him. Ragu’s Older son tries to assassinate him. He first tries to shoot him with a sniper rifle, holding the scope at least six inches away from his eye, and manages to shoot Damu in the arm. He then switches to a submachine gun. Now if you know anything about subguns, the most important things about them is they are lightweight, somewhat more compact than an assault rifle, but don’t have as much range. Ok, he’s shooting from the same cliff-top he used the sniper rifle from. So he doesn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of hitting anything. In addition, the fool lets himself be seen.
The Elder son runs away in a car but Vicky gives chase in another car with Johnny and they get in an accident with Namdev, who just happens to be driving by. Johnny is thrown from the car so Namdev doesn’t see him. Namdev does see Vicky, however, and recognizes him as his enemy’s son, so drags him into his car and starts off for home. He manages to drag him away from the car just before it explodes. Johnny, who has been knocked unconscious by the accident, wakes up to see Namdev driving away with his friend. He jumps up, and races after the car. He manages to get the trunk open and falls into it.
Ok - I may post the last part later tonight! Tune in later for the Exciting Conclusion!
I’ma gonna be hurtin’ tomorrow, I tells ya!
I was talking with a coworker today - she just moved into her new house and she’s starting to landscape. Since I have a gazillion hosta, I asked if she wanted some, and she did. And I have a half a gazillion lilies of the valley, and she wanted some of them. And I have a metric buttload of iris, and she was also amenable to getting some of those. So I came home, donned shorts and a tank and flipflops, tied Bernie to a tree, and bagged a bunch of stuff for Cathy.
Then I decided, since I was already dirty and FCD was working late, I’d just go ahead and plant all the stuff I bought and had almost forgotten about in the dining room. To I’ve planted 10 dahlias, 10 caladiums (caladia??), 8 button flowers and a dozed wildflowers. I also planted some sunflower seeds and some ‘mater seeds in containers. And I pulled some weeds. And I raked a little. So I know I’ma gonna be hurtin’ tomorrow…
Once that stuff was done, I fed the critters, then went to the basement to toss a load of jeans in the washer. While there, I decided to shed my grubbies before going upstairs to shower. Our house is way back off the road surrounded by tall shrubs, so I wasn’t worried about scaring any of the neighbors with my nekkiditude. I am now all clean and showered, fed, and OTC medicated (tylenol and/or motrin generics) I think all that hard work merits ice cream. As it happens, I have some ice cream in the freezer. Yay!
FCD is still at work. He’s supposed to call when he’s on his way. Poor guy - comes off surgery to an advanced deadline. He worked all weekend, and he’s testing the panel and program that he designed to make sure it does what it’s supposed to do. I just hope he doesn’t burn himself out…
That’s all for now. Ice cream beckons! 
SOYLENT GREEN IS PEOPLE!! [/obligatory]
Mika, you can’t leave us with a cliffhanger!!! We have to know the ending. Now!!!
Glad the stalking granny is on her way out of town, Bobbio. Hope she’s gone by now.
Hey, FCM, if you’re done in your garden, you’re welcome to come over and get some stuff done in mine. I actually got quite a bit done over the weekend, but it’s icky, wet and cold out there right now. It’s supposed to go down near freezing tonight!!! (They just said “patchy frost” on the radio :eek: ) But then it’ll be in the 60s for the rest of the week. And it looks like it’ll actually be nice tomorrow, so maybe I can make more progress.
kaiwik, it is so cool to hear about your life; it’s so completely different from mine. (Yeah, I know, it’s been said already, but it’s still true…)
That’s not the best way to get exercise, rosie; can’t believe you had to go through it twice in one day.
I had a free Ben & Jerry’s cone this afternoon. My friends and I walked over to their little downtown store. Through a cool breeze and a bit of a drizzle. It was yummy and we took an indoor shortcut back to work, so the weather wasn’t that big of a deal. We figured we’d be the only ones silly enough to go outside for a free cone, but we ran into quite a few people with cones on our way there and had a few people ahead of us in line and people after us as well.
Drae, I’m so proud of the way you survived the trial of being without internet. Most people panic and call 911; resorting to shading is a very mature way to handle this type of crisis.
Also, I totally understand the “what do I want to be when I grow up” dilemma. I’m still not sure that I know the answer. I pretty much lucked into something that looks like a respectable career. As for the going to school thing…if you don’t want to be there, it’s not worth it. You won’t get what you need out of it until you really feel that it would be useful. My brother came very close to flunking out of college, but managed to squeak out with a degree. Almost 20 years later, he got an MBA because he needed it to make progress on his career path. He breezed through (comparatively) and had a very nice grade-point at the end and - more importantly - got the type of job he’d figured out he really wanted.
Well…I’m off to upload some flower show pics; looks like some of them turned out pretty well.
GT
I’m trying to find the link- some time ago there was a discussion about why there isn’t a balanced, shelf-stable food for people that doesn’t require cooking. It was called People Kibble. It would be perfect for whenever you didn’t want to cook. Right now I would like some so I don’t have to make dinner. The search keeps timing out.
People, People, People! We already have a viable alternative to cooking. It’s called take out! Also called home delivery and sometimes reservations. Jeez! I thought this was common knowledge!
Taters, having dated more than my fair share, I learned what boobs looked like a long time ago.
FCM everybody knows that if you have put in physical exertion, ice cream is called for. Well, that and/or beer.
Swampy, seein’ how it’s you talking about boobs, I’m not sure if you mean in the chesticle sense, or some drunk redneck whose last words are likely to be, “Hey y’all, watch this!” 
ears perk up Huh? Boobs?
Ok, guys. Whew!
Part III, Hour III
Namdev takes Vicky to his house. When they get there, Johnny exits the car and sneaks after them. Namdev starts to call Damu to tell him he has his son, when Johnny comes in. Johnny begins to fight Namdev. (cue fistfight). Just when Namdev is about to plunge a knife into Johnny’s chest, Mrs. Gomes awakens, hears the fight, and rushes out onto the balcony.
“Nahinnnnnnnnnnnn!” (lit.: Noooooooooooooo!) she screams. “God woke me up in time,” she continues, sobbing. “Otherwise I shudder to think of what might have happened here! You might have – killed your own son!”
Namdev and Johnny look at each other, shocked, and embrace.
They talk about Damu and the murder of Jagi and the framing of Namdev. While they talk, Vicky wakes up and overhears his father took part in a murder. He comes out and swears to them that he will help bring his father to justice no matter what it takes.
They separate. A little later, Vicky comes to Johnny’s house and makes plans to arrange for the wedding of Johnny and Julie. Remember when they pretended they were in love in order to trick Asha and Vicky? Well Johnny realizes he is neatly trapped by this. Vicky says both weddings will be conducted tomorrow, and that he’s already spoken to Julie. Johnny cannot find Julie anywhere to confirm this, and out of desperation he shows up at Vicky’s house the next day.
Vicky greets him and sends him upstairs to where his bride is getting ready. He sees his bride, in a white wedding dress, her back to him, arranging her veil. He shuts the door and says, “Julie, what on earth are you doing? We can’t get married. You know we just did this as a trick so we could save Vicky’s life. Come on, let’s go home, this is no longer the place for us.” And he grabs her hand and turns her around to face him – and finds his Asha looking up at him.
She smiles at him and tells him first of all not to worry but Julie tried to commit suicide. But she is all right! She was rescued by none other than Sunny (Johnny’s younger brother, remember?) and has since told the whole story.
Just then Vicky walks in. He looks at his friend and tears come to his eyes. He says, “My friend, don’t love me so much that I can’t bear it. You’ve raised my value and my worth by your love."
“You and Asha were meant to be together and I plan to make that happen. As for Julie,” and he smiles and takes her hand, “I don’t know how I didn’t see what a lucky man I could be with her by my side. I adore her and will gladly take her to wife.” All three couples are thus united in love.
(Sunny’s girlfriend Kim is there, too.)
They return to Johnny’s father’s house to plan.
In the meantime, Damu is one pissed off mofo. He marches to Ragu’s house. Remember the picture? Damu shows Ragu the picture :rolleyes: and threatens to kill him. (cue old man fistfight). In the middle of this Ragu’s younger son shows up, and saves his father by throwing Damu out of the building. Ragu is angry, saying, “He had the evidence of me killing Jagi in his pocket!” As they look down, they see Sunny coming up.
Damu motions Sunny over, and with his dying breath tells him the evidence to exonerate his father (Namdev) lies somewhere around here, near his body, and then dies. Damu has fallen into a cart of onions, and Sunny spends a furious few seconds searching for Damu’s wallet, which holds the picture.
He finds it, but he is also captured by Younger Son and Ragu. They take him back upstairs. Just then, the phone rings.
The person calling is Namdev. He says he has Ragu’s Older son with him. Remember the accident? Remember Older Son? Yeah, Namdev captured him. He starts to threaten Ragu, but Ragu merely snickers and says he has Sunny – Namdev’s younger son.
They agree to a Son Swap, and decide to meet in the Revolving Hotel. They do so, and successfully switch off the sons. By this time they have gotten the wallet off Sunny, but soon as they do the switch – what’s this? It seems Sunny has palmed the photo and Ragu only has the empty wallet. Sunny gloats, saying they will go to the police and have them arrested. A tense moment ensues, when suddenly the restaurant begins revolving. Everyone falls down. It is quickly shut off again.
The bar contains the controls and does not revolve. From here stands up the real Don, the one that sent Namdev here, impersonating himself. He has a gun, and comes out and takes the photo and tells them to deal with their private quarrels later and right now he needs Namdev. He leaves his goons to watch over the others and draws Namdev aside.
They begin to speak in front of a window. Across the street, the three girlfriends are watching through a window with a telescope. Remember Kim? The lipreader? She reads the Don’s lips as he speaks.
He wants Namdev to go to Hong Kong and impersonate him there. The police are desperately looking for him. He promises to get him out of jail in only a few years, and promises to take care of his sons while he is gone. Namdev has no choice, of course.
Namdev returns to his sons and gives them and Vicky three rings he is wearing and tells them to go home and wait for him. One ring says “Allah O Akbar” in flowing Persian script, another “Om”, and the third is the sign of the cross. He hopes these will keep them safe.
Meanwhile the Don takes his son Jabesco (yes) aside and tells him to take Namdev’s sons away, and as soon as Namdev is safely on the plane, to kill Vicky, Johnny and Sunny, as they are liabilities. However, they are standing in front of the window again and Kim reads their intentions.
The boys are taken home. When they get there, Jabesco forces them to kneel on the floor and has Johnny call his father and tell him they are home safe. He then gloats a bit. Never gloat. The girls break through a plate-glass window on Asha’s motorcycle and knock over two of the goons and upset Jabesco’s aim. The idiot has neglected to bind his prisoners, so of course they are up in a second. (cue large fistfight, even the girls fight). During this fight, Mrs. Gomes is shot and Julie is heartbroken as she dies.
They overpower Jabesco, and make him kneel and call his father (the Don) and tell him he has successfully eliminated the three men.
They make a plan to get back in, taking the place of Asha’s singing group, which is scheduled to perform at the hotel tonight. They dress in disguises and perform a truly phenomenal number, called “Rang jameka jayenga”, or, “We will add color before we leave.” This is a truly awesome dance…Johnny and Asha dress up like a Spanish flamenco couple, Vicky and Julie like a pair of Russian dancers, and Sunny and Kim like Charlie Chaplin and a fair lady of that era. They even do quite a bit of the acting / dancing of their particular style, too. A great song.
During the dance, the girls manage to get close to the Don and pick his pocket for the picture. They show it to the boys and flee at the end, getting safely out.
In the meantime, though, Jabesco has escaped, and staggers into the party. He tells the Don what happened, and the real final fight begins.
Namdev takes on the Don.
Sunny takes on Ragu’s Younger Son.
Johnny takes on Jabesco.
Vicky takes on Ragu, the murderer of his father.
And Elder Son causes trouble wherever he can.
As they are fighting, they light the hotel on fire, and pretty soon the whole place is bathed and they are jumping in and around the flames.
Jabesco is the first to die; he falls to his death after Johnny punches him.
Then Ragu’s Elder Son gets impaled on an ornamental weapon hanging on the wall.
The Don falls into a flaming pile of carpets and pulls a Denethor (runs, flaming, all the way across the room and leaps through the plate glass window to his death.)
Vicky himself kills Ragu’s younger son and throws him out of the window. Ragu is left for dead on the floor.
Well, the hotel is now on fire and the stairs are useless. They rush to the window. Some firefighters in the hotel with the girls shoot a grapple line across. The three boys use their rings as hooks to hold on and Namdev has another ring which he uses. In a pretty impressive (albeit silly) scene they begin to swing all the way across to the other side. They are halfway over when Ragu staggers to his feet. He has no way across (apparently he wears no heavy gold rings) but he begins to hack at the rope. Cut to the men swinging across. Cut to Ragu hacking. Cut to men. Cut to Ragu. Finally he overreaches himself and falls screaming to his death. However, the rope is badly frayed. They are about 2/3 over when the rope breaks, and they swing magnificently across, some of them through plate glass windows, into the other hotel.
Vicky, Sunny, Johnny, Namdev, and the girls rebuild the hotel, as it is in Vicky’s name. Shortly after they do so, the same homeless man pulls the same trick – eats, and then tries to pay with a Lotto ticket. Namdev sees it and comes over, and puts the guy on the back and says, “Look, whenever this old man comes in, he’s to be allowed to eat and drink and dance as much as he wants. No one is to ask him for money, ever.”
He then turns to the homeless man and says,
“Never, even by mistake, sell your destiny to anyone else. Each man has only one destiny and you must live it and watch for it lest it pass you by.”
Cut to homeless man dancing like mad with the hotel performers.
The End.
Cool. Excellent movie, Mika! Or at least your rendition of the story is. And thanks for not making me wait for ages.
OK…I’ve been playing with a new photo service. Hopefully this will work: pics from the flower show.
GT
ah - new free photo hoster
oh, and the flowers are real purty
For all the nice folks who have spoken so kindly, here is a link to an old blog I began, and haven’t kept up. There are only three posts, but two of them are from my Alaska Stories file. You might enjoy them.
Got to make gravy now!
Hey! I may not live in the Alaskan wilderness, but it’s 35 here–no snow, though. I hope the lilacs don’t get frost nipped.
I really don’t think I got into grad school, folks–I think I would have heard by now, if the news was good. I should know by May 1 and that’s not that far away.
bummed over here in suburb near Chicago.
I did start cleaning out my kitchen cabinets–new ones are delivered on May 22.
And nice to see everyone here today–hello to all. Off to bed now.
mika, that is one complex plot - so many twists and turns, I’m dizzzzzzyyyyy!!
I’m with you rigs, bummed on this weather, and you deserve a spot in grad school, something should come through - I smell success…
I can tell it’s getting close to the end of school, 3 fights on buses in the last 2 days. Today was cops and a broen nose. We’re going to start tranquilizing kids during 7th hour…
Thank you, Mika., That was a thing of beauty. How long did it take to type?
I like that Bubble site (thanks gt) so much, I put the whole album from last week’s trip there; and I’ll probably be using that site from now on. It’s a great site, and it’s a lot more fun to use than SmugMug, KodakGallery, Flickr, or PhotoBucket
Canadian ingenuity
You’re welcome, rosie. I like it too. I think the layout is cleaner and more intuitive than other sites. The captions are fun (you can do audio captions too). I’d like to have more space for captions under the pictures (that’s why I resorted to bubbles on all of mine this time), but other than that I think it’s pretty neat.
Is it Friday yet?
GT