6am in the garden of good and evil

Sunday morning, 6am. What's the perfect movie to watch? Why, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, of course. I almost turned the channel when I happened to catch a glimpse of the statue. Of course, I recognized this from the cover of the book I own but never have gotten through. Kevin Spacey with a "Nawlins" accent coming from beneath his slightly southern style mustache as John Cusack seemingly does a wonderful job acting clueless... What follows is sure to be both too much for my tired mind to comprehend, and mildly amusing. Suddenly John Cusack is no longer a writer for a magazine but an undercover cop questioning what looks to be a cross dressing thoroughbred horse owner with a penchant for bright red derby hats. The way our new sunglass-wearing friend looks at a man in a diner, who admittedly deserves it, gives breath to my catatonic hope that there is a need for people to act utterly stupefied in Hollywood. I won't go any further, as I don't wish to deprive anyone looking for a cinematic nightcap. Although it may sound as if I haven't slept, I can assure you that I have. Why I woke up at 5:30 is still somewhat of a mystery, but one that I am very much too lazy to begin to answer. The thought did occur that perhaps I should go out for a "run" or at least go back to church, yeah it's been a while. I have quite a few people to call today, hopefully some job opportunities will result and maybe I can help someone else out. I've had one job offer for reasonable pay- except for the gas and time I would have to burn trying to get to it. It's residential, place seems cozy, but aside from all else, I get a weird vibe that is kind of unsettling (can weird vibes be any other way??). I'm not limiting myself to substance abuse opportunities, however, I would like to finish my CASAC. Hopefully this week I should know how close I am to having my CASAC-T. I was right about the cross dressing.