Snow Falling on Bleeders
12.25.2002 by , every Wednesday.
Nathan Lane comes over every Wednesday to the house to watch a movie, or just chat with Dan. Dan found these little chats so interesting, he decided to tape-record them and tell the world all the neat things Nathan had to say about movies and stuff.
I don't remember what day it was, cloudy.
(For some reason, Nathan and I were at our respective families' houses, and unable to meet. So we didn't watch a movie. But Nathan did call at one point, and when I saw the name on call display, I started the tape.)
Nathan: Hello, Dan
Me: Yeah, this is Dan.
Nathan: Hey, it's Nathan.
Me: Oh, hi.
Nathan: Um, how are you?
Me: I'm fine.
Me: Are we still on for Friday?
Nathan: Yeah, if you got the tickets.
Me: How are you?
Nathan: Did I leave my pilot there last week?
Me: You're pilot?
Nathan: Yeah, my pilot. Did I leave it there?
Me: Uh, I don't think so.
Nathan: Damn, I really need that thing.
Me: Well, I can check-
Nathan: Would you? That'd be super.
(I left to go upstairs to look for Nathan's pilot, whatever that is, but left the tape running)
(a long pause. you can hear clicking sounds)
Nathan: ...oh, Back to the Future's out...
My mom:(from the background) Dan! We're putting out the turkey!
Me:(from my room) Okay!
Nathan: Ah, geez.
(sound of me bounding down the stairs)
Me: I couldn't find it.
Nathan: Couldn't find what?
Me: Your pilot.
Nathan: Oh, yeah, I figured. All right, well, bye.
(he hung up)
As always, you can e-mail Nathan at firstname.lastname@example.org to talk about movies, or just chat about whatever.
Back to the Future (1985) Eccentric Doc Brown invents time travel; young Marty McFly goes back in time, stops his parents from meeting; they must, or he won't be born.