Johnny Handsome: My Own Personal “Book of Laughter and Forgetting”

Prologue here, in which Michael remembers more than I do, an unheard-of situation in my personal experience.

Me to Michael in response to first email:

What??? I had already seen Johnny Handsome? What am I, on crack? I remember EVERYTHING … how could I have forgotten?? I was probably just so aware of your smokin’ hottiness next to me … could that be it? … I am mortified. I wonder what else I have forgotten. Horrifying.

Michael in response:

yes, you completely forgot a lovely afternoon in which we watched JOHNNY HANDSOME together. i feel that Pat may have been there with us, in that uncomfortable apartment with that weird, fey drug addict dude with the dark eyes. i remember lots of cat hair or dog hair, but we watched it. we may have justified watching it for the Southern accents, i don’t know, but we watched it all right. i think the assumption that you were distracted by my “hotness” is accurate, though, and i’m willing to forgive you.

Believe it or not, the “dog hair cat hair” detail actually does spark something in my memory, as well as the fey drug addict who eventually became so bizarre that Pat and Michael fled into the night to find other lodgings.

To quote Inspector Clouseau in one of my favorite moments in the entire Pink Panther series: “Yes, it’s all coming back to me now ……” (crash … bang … boom …)


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2 Responses to Johnny Handsome: My Own Personal “Book of Laughter and Forgetting”

  1. Jayne says:

    Hee hee hee – Clouseau swinging on the parallel bars, and then the dismount down the stairs. Ahhh, I love that movie.

  2. red says:

    “Ahhhhh … that felt GOOD.”