24 May 2009

Dear Diary,

today I took revenge!

_The End_

did that go a bit to fast for you?
To understand this story we'll have to go waaaaaay back in time.
The summer of 1975 to be exact,
it was the best of times, a summer in the city as Lovin' Spoonful would've put it.
It was a great, year. It was era time of block parties and hippies were going out of fashion faster than pokemon did during its day. Yes, life was good.
At that time, I was but a naive farm boy trying to make it in the big city as an actor. And truth be told, I had what it takes! Aside from my daily auditioning, saturday night was MY time. I shone like a superstar in the local disco's of Los Angeles. Dancing around in my white suit. When on one particular night, a John B. approached me with the idea of a movie. He told me he wanted to name it "Saturday Night Fever". Of course I'd accept, it had been the moment I had been waiting for! A movie! But during those days, I hung around with a buddy of mine, named one John Travolta. And John, well he told me that it was a scam! Supposedly John B. was in cahoots with the government trying to bring me down! You see, during those days we were very suspicious of the government (with the whole fake moon landing and all). So eventually I got so suspicious I canceled the whole thing. It wasn't until a couple of years later that I learned that it WAS indeed a movie and guess who starred as the leading actor, MY ROLE?!! Yes, none other than my supposedly best friend John friggin' Travolta!
And that's the defining moment of the my revenge.

To be continued...