Happy Lebowski Day
Labor Day Tradition Continues
Enjoy your Labor Day if you can. I am enjoying the rain, although it delays the new commercial for the miraculously affordable, extremely reliable and handy fly line tamer … line spikes … management system … whatever you want to call it. Have an idea for a name? Maybe I’ll just call it the Lebowski. It just lays there and catches shit.
Now this story I’m about to unfold
took place back in the early nineties–
just about the time of our conflict
with Sad’m and the Eye-rackies. I
only mention it ’cause some- times
there’s a man–I won’t say a hee-ro,
’cause what’s a hee-ro?–but sometimes
there’s a man.
…
And I’m talkin’ about the Dude here–
sometimes there’s a man who, wal,
he’s the man for his time’n place,
he fits right in there–and that’s
the Dude, in Los Angeles
SCRIPT “The Big Lebowski”
Category: Complimentary Reading
