David Lynch: The concept of absurdity is something I'm attracted to.

Here on out I shall refer to the boyfriend as spooky. He first introduced me to David Lynch's Mulholland Dr.
I was so upset at that film which to me at the time made no particular sense.
In retaliation I made him watch Steel Magnolias.
In fairness to all involved I gave it a second go round, and came out with nothing more than a little better understanding of Lynch...sorta.
Then I watched Eraserhead. David's first experimental film, and oddly enough, I really liked it.
It's the one I had David sign when we met him. He of course was promoting his last film~ Inland Empire, which I have not been able to sit through all of yet. That's kind of how I am with Lynch's films. I do like Twin Peaks tho. And Elephant Man.
He dabbles in art, photography and even sings. He's such an odd duck. Quack quack.

oh yeah:
You know how stupid we get sometimes when we meet someone famous? Well, after standing in the long line for Lynch's autograph, spooky and I both were wondering what we were going to say to him. Didn't want to sound dorky yet cool. I wanted to play it cool. Maybe he'd take one look at me and want to cast me in his next film? Maybe he'd see how unnerved I was and invite us for drinks? There's so many questions I wanted to ask him but had to be just the right one. Just didn't want to sound like another fan. So I get up there and everything happened so fast. I say something real blase like: thanks so much for coming, and David says no~thank YOU. He signs my DVD and I'm moved along. I seriously don't even remember him looking up at me. I guess I may have been the two-thousandth person that day. Or, maybe he was rushing everyone cuz he had to pee?
At the end of the day I can say I met him, got my picture and autograph. But David, at the end of the day, you didn't get me.