i went to a screening of 'best little whorehouse in Texas' at the mall in Eden Prairie just before midday. this was one of two dolly parton movies re-released to theaters after dolly's passing. i had seen it before, but it had been a while. and as i recall, it was an 'edited for television' version. i understood the social commentary in it well. there was the power of the media, and the court of public opinion. the governor character is a reminder of how some things never change. this included seeing reporters shouting questions at a politician, as we see it all the time on TV. the other was the photo-ops. at times the movie seemed cartoonish to me but i am aware of how it was based on a play/musical so i would expect that the filmmakers wanted to stay true to the original 'source material'. after the movie i had a club melt sandwich from the nearby food court, as well as a blizzard treat from dairy queen. songs i heard from the car radio for the day included 'umbrella' by Rihanna, and 'Mr. jones' by counting crows. the former, it sounds good, period. i don't need much else of a reason to like it. although i am aware of the metaphor that an umbrella has here. and it is more likely that i was offered an umbrella than me offering one, in terms of the life i have led. the latter reminds me of being in college and how i played it in my head to stay grounded during an exam. and then hearing it at a bowling alley during a college break when i was visiting some shirt tail relatives in southern California.
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