Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Caito's Top 5 Mustaches in Film

Disclaimer: Just because I am glorifying mustaches with some excellent examples does NOT mean that everyone looks good with one. And it does not imply that I wish every man had a mustache.

Number 5
Giovanni Ribisi
My Name is Earl
I wish I had a better picture of him as Ralph Mariano. Aviators and flannel shirts are like whipped cream and sprinkles on top of an already delicious banana split. Also to show that you don't have to be a big cowboy to have a sexy mustache, little fellas can look bossy too.

Number 4
Billy Crudup
Almost Famous

This quintessential 70s lead guitarist mustache. This actor never wears a mustache other than this movie, and he looks bad.

Number 3
Daniel Day Lewis
There Will Be Blood

Mustaches look extra good when they're accompanied by a five o'clock shadow.

Number 2---Tie
Sam Elliott vs. His Younger Self

You gotta be fuckin kidding me. There are only a handful of people who look good then and now. I keep looking at Sam with grey hair and I think I like it more. Cowboys. Shoot.

Number 1
Frederic Forrest
Apocalypse Now

Best Mustache in Cinema! Remember what I said about the five o'clock shadow? Yo, give me a ten o'clock shadow whenever you want. This movie should be under "chick flick". The whole cast is eye candy, with sweat. But Chef's got it goin' on more than the others, so....congratulations.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Stalking Stalking the Earth

Besides nature’s beauty, etc…One of the greatest attributes of woods walking is being completely alone with your thoughts. I realize I’m risking pretentiousness here, but there are really not many opportunities for one to really and truly be alone. When you’re at home, you’re not likely to sit in a chair and ponder things unless you’re actually a philosopher sitting in a big arm chair in Paris, smoking a pipe. When you’re home, you’re unwinding; using your leisure time to entertain yourself with books or TV or the computer and it’s really not giving your head a break.

You are alone in your car, but you’re blasting music and your brain is working all the time to operate a vehicle and follow traffic signals, not really at ease, per say. Going for a walk in the city is OK, but still always alert, crossing the street, keeping tabs on every person you see and ultimately thinking about how you’re going to get where you’re going or what time you need to be back, etc…

In the woods, there are not streets to cross, you won’t get hit by car and no one is going to bother you about buying something from them. You don’t have to concentrate on anything you’re doing, it’s just you.

I was talking to a friend last weekend who grew up in an even more remote place, with acres and acres of forest at his disposal. He agreed that the most scary aspect to being out there is not running into a bear or a wolf, but other people.

Same view of the Choconut Creek: April, September & February