The Punisher

So Monday I took my mom out for lunch for her birthday. We were talking, and I recalled a story. When I was about 3 or 4, my family were with my uncle Fred on his house boat. He really is not my uncle, it is just what we called him when we were little. So we were somewhere and Fred's son Dennis, my sister, and myself are playing in the water. In that playing I almost drowned. And I remember having a mental picture of the water running over my head. Then my Dad jumped in the water and saved me. That is how i remember it. But my Mom says this is what really happened. The water got deep fast. And I just walked out without stopping till the water was over my head. Then I stopped because i really could not walk anymore. My Aunt Karen, (again not my real Aunt but Fred's wife) just reached in and pulled me out. My Mom was freaking out because I had almost died from phnouma when i was six months old so she was a little over protective of me. Karen told her that it was ok, and she was over reacting as they were right there and i was under for like 5 seconds or less. So I go back and beeline right to where the water is over my head again. Why, because i am a idiot. So Karen has to reach in and save me from my own stupidity again. I remember being under for like, awhile, but i wasn't. And also my Dad did not save me like i remember. Its funny how memories change with time.

I saw the punisher tonight. Very good movie. Four fingers. I like the end, he gets revenge and kills the people who killed his family, and feels no satisfaction from it. He is still empty and hurting. It was a hollow victory. I like that it showed revenge does not salve anything.