So Mojo is one of those poor misinformed people who has never had the opportunity to see certain movie classics. Like Taxi Driver. Sure, I've seen enough clips and parodies you'd SWEAR I've seen it all the way through, but I haven't. (Ditto The Godfather until I was somewhere in my thirties.)

No, this isn't about seeing Taxi Driver, although that's on my to-do list. This is about another movie I've heard so much about most of my life, and I finally got the chance to see it. Midnight Express, the Turkish prison "horror" movie that pretty much everyone my age saw when it first came out and were traumatized for life by it, and then didn't have to have things Explained To Them when scenes were parodied in other movies or TV shows.

Anyway, after twenty years or so of people TALKING INCESSANTLY about it, I finally saw it this weekend.  MORE Mojo! »

So a looooonnnnng time ago my Favorite Husband and I went on one of those house tours for alternative energy. We saw an underground house, and an envelope house (still don't know how THAT one gets past building codes, but I digress) and houses with solar panels and wood stoves and all that good stuff. These were all upper-scale rural Connecticut properties, and the owners had the money to experiment with. And in addition to all the energy stuff they were all beautiful top-o'-the-line residences, as well, decked out in their finest to receive the hundreds of guests tramping through their rooms.

Since Mojo is basically an idiot, I have to admit that the thing I most remember about the tour was this one house, with this HUGE upstairs bedroom. And in the corner of the bedroom, sort of half-hidden by a little three-foot-tall bookcase, was a toilet. Meaning, if a person was sitting thereupon, you could still see their head and shoulders and they could merrily continue whatever conversation they were having with you while doing whatever they were doing.  MORE Mojo! »