Gut Rumbles

September 24, 2004

I had to


I saw the movie When Harry Met Sally in the Looney Bin. (circa August of 2001) That's right. I was in a nut-house at the time, wearing a hospital gown and surrounded by some REALLY CRAZY fuckers. Watching that movie was one of the few pleasant experiences I had while I was there.

If Meg Ryan didn't do the best fake orgasm scene in the history of cinema, I'd like to see YOU top it. And I always liked the line from the old lady who watched the whole thing: "I'll have whatever SHE'S having."

Yeah. Me, too.

Kinda gives "fake, but accurate" a whole new meaning, doesn't it?


Hey...I just watched that last night! Got a funny feelin` inside when she did that!


Posted by: chelle on September 24, 2004 10:46 AM

Trivia for the day: The "Old Lady" who said "I'll have what she's having" is Billy Crystal's mother. Ms. Crystal gets cameos in Billy's movies from time to time.


Posted by: LamontCranston on September 24, 2004 11:27 AM

God, I hate it when people get trivia info wrong---and do so in a sanctimonious manner. The woman customer in the movie was Rob Reiner's mother, Estelle.

Having read Rob's stories for some time, it doesn't surprise me that he spent a little time in the nut house. Don't get me wrong, I like this blog very much. I think it's well done and well written. But Rob seems like a guy who's almost always on some kind of edge. He seems to just barely tolerate people with whom he disagrees.

Ya gotta be careful, Rob, or you're gonna wind up there again. They might not let you out so quick the second time around.

I think that you know what I'm saying is true.

Posted by: A on September 24, 2004 11:47 AM

hmm does A stand for Anal?

Posted by: James Old Guy on September 24, 2004 11:59 AM

"A" stands for accurate.

Posted by: A on September 24, 2004 12:15 PM

I was in the nut-house for attempting suicide. That's what happens to you in Georgia if you try to kill yourself with nothing more than a Bic razor blade. I STILL don't understand how I managed to live through that. Even the doctors who treated me were amazed. What I did should have worked.

It didn't, and I WILL NEVER go back to a place like that.

Posted by: Acidman on September 24, 2004 12:21 PM

Yeah, it was Rob Reiner's mom. Ya got THAT part right.

HOWEVER, Rob SMITH is NOT the one who put his ass in the nuthut, thank you. Therefore, HE does NOT need to "be careful", lest he "wind up there again" as he has NO CONTACT with the BC who did it the first time.

Also, where do you get off saying that NOW, anyway?

Rob is fine. Compared to the hellfires he's been shoved into before and his reactions to such, he's doing GREAT now. And, the simple fact that he didn't wind up in a tall building with a sniper rifle by now is a testament to his strength and grit.

I'd like to see ANYBODY be put through the utter SHIT he's been put through for the REASONS he's been put through it and not murder somebody, let alone wind up in a rubber room.

That said, I'll get off the soapbox and YOU get outta Rob's ass, Person Who Thinks They're So "Accurate".

(Sorry Pappy... I'm just in one of "those" moods today.... anybody whose ass ya need kicked whilst I am, by the way? Send 'em on.. lol)

Posted by: Stevie on September 24, 2004 12:30 PM

One thing... I'd like to change "NO CONTACT with the BC who did it the first time.", to "NO CONTACT with the BC who DROVE HIM TO IT the first time."

(Yes, I feel better, more ACCURATE, now.)

Posted by: Stevie on September 24, 2004 12:36 PM

To Stevie

I don't know Rob's life backwards and forwards. What I said was purely a response to his writings.

Rob seems to be a man of deep passions both for and against many things. People like that ultimately have conflicts---even when they are totally right in what they say.

The world doesn't take kindly to people who speak their minds. I know that from personal experience. I think most people do. When you speak up, you can get swatted down by whatever power you confront. That's because being right is usually not enough if you don't have the power.

It's a hard lesson to learn---especially when you have to keep learning it over and over again. That's the school I went to. I bet Rob is an alumnus of that fine institution, as well.

Posted by: A on September 24, 2004 12:53 PM

I have a Doctorate, A.

Posted by: Acidman on September 24, 2004 01:03 PM

To Rob

Unfortunately, I am all too acquainted with suicide. My best friend of 15 years killed himself by hanging himself in his new home one year ago this week.

His death was, and stil IS a bitter pill. My friend, Mike, was a great guy and a terrific friend. I mourn his loss every day for a host of reasons---including selfish ones. Losing a best friend can certainly diminish the qualitiy of your own life. That's what it's done to my life. I suppose you know what I mean since I read about your friend who died of cancer.

Depression is a terrible thing. And it drives people to acts they would NEVER otherwise contemplate.

Most people don't really understand it unless they've gone through it in one way or another.

I'm truly sorry that I made assumptions about the nature of your "visit" to the nut house.

I only know that I'd give almost anything if my friend was back in my world.

But I'm glad for you and your family that you are in the here and now.

Posted by: A on September 24, 2004 01:10 PM

I went to high school with Meg Ryan (although she was Peggy Hyra when I knew her).

Sadly I never got to see a live performance like this, either real or fake.

More's the pity...

Posted by: Rich on September 24, 2004 02:18 PM

Okay, A... first off... I really am sorry for your loss.

I am also glad that Rob ain't so good at suicide, because without him and Gut Rumbles, I don't know where I'd be right now. There's a very real possibility I'd have ended up where he tried to go if I hadn't found him and blogging when I did. (Hence the protective vibe, like Rob needs it... heh.)

That said, back to your original comment....

I guess it just comes across differently than you meant it. Especially the second paragraph....

The first sentence reads like you're saying "Well, of COURSE he wound up in a nuthut, just lookit 'im..."
Now, re-reading it, I see you said "Having read his stories for some time... Ah ha... my bad. "For some time" is not "from the beginning", which probably means you missed most of the BC stories about what drove him to those extremes, thus do not know that there is no danger of THAT again.
Not that I've been here since day one myself, but I was lucky enough to have read his archives before they were "lost" from this page (they're still around, ya just hafta know how to find 'em... like, ask me, cuz I do have links... *grin*), so I have a good grip on the 'back story'.

Then, the next two lines kinda hit me wrong, too, because it sounds almost as if you see this blog as "well done, well written" as in a work of fiction or a performance or a series of made up "stories" or something, when what it really is, is his LIFE... raw, well lived, well survived (if not always "gracefully") and, at times, breath-takingly related here.
Which leads to... Of course he always seems on edge. That's what blogs are for... to let it all out. To be vehement, to be vitriolic... to be real.
The edge that he's mostly on here is the same edge that drove him to blog (and beyond) to begin with... the BC and her ridiculous machinations and bullshit.
She tried to kill him, just about, and she's still trying to break his heart, spirit or his mind or all three. That's why he's still "edgy" sometimes.

BUT, he's no where near close to being locked up again, not over anything he's doing these days. He's very calm, very steady right now. He's doing great, especially considering the fact that the bitch is still at it, still trying in every way she knows to hurt him.

And, if you've had the thought that the reason he was released so quickly was that he didn't belong there in the first place, go with that. If ya haven't thought that yet, please do... feel free. It IS the truth, after all. (If ANYBODY needs to be locked the hell up, it's HER, not him... *rolling eyes*)

And, THAT is why I got so puffed up and pissy (yes, Rob, just like a damned about the "warning" that he needs to be careful, lest he get locked up AND KEPT this time.
Not gonna happen.
I don't think it even CAN happen, now that he's got Gut Rumbles and whatever strength he gets from us. (And, Rob, yer welcome to every ounce of mine that ya may ever need... any time.)

It's just that I also know that one really good way to start that kinda "getcha locked up" behavior is to warn (or accuse) someone of it, when they aren't doing it anymore or yet.

One other thing... about me, personally. I get very, very protective of people (especially men) I like. And, with Rob, I can't even begin to try to stop the evil bitch who is his main source of pain, so I tend to get a little... "overly touchy" shall we call it, with everybody else I think is "picking on" him. Everybody except trolls, that is.
SO... in a (twisted, kinda retarded) way, it's GOOD that I responded to you. It means I think you're real and have enough brain function to "get it", unlike yer basic troll. See?
*toothy grin fading to a "ya do get it, don'tcha" kinda look*

Cheers, y'all.....

Posted by: Stevie on September 24, 2004 02:41 PM

Stevie, you are the coolest. You wield that bat like no one else!

I'm just terribly disappointed I'm not going to be meeting you in Helen this year. Wish you were going.

Posted by: Mamamontezz on September 24, 2004 05:33 PM

Now THAT is a funny post!

Posted by: jmflynny on September 24, 2004 06:17 PM

Gawd, so do I, Mama, so do I.
Someday.... just hope it's not a day too late, ya know?

And, thank you... *hugs*

Posted by: Stevie on September 24, 2004 10:21 PM

I can't top it as the best fake orgasm in cinema, but two years ago My mother, ex-wife and oldest daughter went to Las Vegas on a "girls vacation."
When they got back they had a story to tell...seems they went to one of those "male revues" (surprising in itself, if you knew these three!) The MC announced that there was going to be a "when Harry met Sally" orgasm contest. My mother is a very prim Dutch emigre with a very thick accent; in her late sixties....piller of her church type.

You guessed it, SHE WON the contest with a performance, my ex later told me, worthy of a porn queen. The prize was $200. and a seat on the stage with all these "hunk" dancers. My father just said that :"still waters run deep", with this strange little smile....

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Posted by: send flowers on March 7, 2005 01:11 AM

Women who fake orgasms should be stoned to death. :p

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