funny how thoughts come to your head and you have no idea what to make of them.. I had a strange dream the other night it was a cross beteween the classic batman tv show and the matrix, I was being chased by batgirl (don't tease me to much, it wasn't like that, I really was trying to escape her) and the batgirl theme song was playing in the background, I love when my dreams come complete with soundtracks. anyway, it kept going into and out of bullet time. I think I have bean playing too many video games, then today for no reason I had this line go through my head, Peaches pressed against the wall.. sounds like a great opening line to a poem, now a few more of those and maybe I will have written something creative.. something I did briefly on this site, but got a way from..so now all I have to do is figure out why there are peaches pressed against the wall.. well, I think that is about it for tonight..
Music Listened to: (this is a great mix today) Marilyn Manson, Soul Coughing, Richard Cheese.
Food EAten: Sloppy joes.
Moral of the day: When life gives you peaches, press them agains the wall.
Yes, I"m moving on up, 2 posts ago, which was like 2 weeks ago, I was a lowly number 5, now I have moved up to number 3 only behind the official Lovesac site and the store locater, so that is like being number 2, I must keep climbing higher, then I will contact the store and try to get a free one, I think that is the least I can do after all, I am hosting the official un-official lovesac discussion forum. Maybe this is a sign that my calling in life was not to be a bum foreging for food in dumpsters ( and you guys always wondered what the secret ingrediant was in my fajitas) My calling is hosting the world wide lovesac discussion board, I could be the next Richard Dawson kissing every woman who comes to my sight.. I could star in a movie and have such classic lines as "Who Loves you and Who do you Love" I think I should do that.. hmmm what domain name should I start with.. I'm thinking something along the lines of bills sac O #@%&* well, maybe that won't fly so well.. perhaps loungin on my sac. or hey come play with my sac. I don't know, I'll have to figure it out. I could use a picture of a lava lamp for my background and everything.
Anyway, I should change the subject and convey my extreme dissapointment in the New Ren and Stimpy, I didn't care for it that much, Perhaps for the first episode they were going to try to shock us more then usual or what, but it wasn't that funny, and it was actually pretty dull. I think the real problem came from the fact that the original episodes were short, 10 minutes each, and this was a full 30 minute episode, and they weren't forced to put as much in a shorter time frame, thus they weren't forced to iron out the idea, condence it into something better, When I got my degree in poetry (yes, I have one of those) We always talked about taking your idea and trimming off everything that wasn't essential and crafting it down to the bare minnimum to express the idea. I think Ren and Stimpy creaters should head that advice.
Well, on to the vitals.
Music LIstened to: Love and Rockets, Marylen Manson, Front 242, Ladytron, Lords of Acid, Rammstein.
Food Eaten: stir fry, Pizza, KD, burgers.
Moral of the day: just when you think it can't get better, you discover your mac can do it to.
Yes, I saw the hullk, and I alwas ask myself.. "when Bruce Banner turns into the hulk, and his pants get all torn and stretched, does his underwear give him the biggest wedgie ever? I mean, that might be the problem, since his anger makes him bigger and stronger, maybe getting him some cloths that fit would help. ok, somebody was looking for a review of Hulk, sorry I didn't get home until 3 last night, which isnt' much later then it is right now, but I had to work today. Tomorrow I only have to get up and play laser pen with the dog. (He Knows its saturday) Anyway, my thoughts on Hulk.. well, hmmmm, it didn't completely suck. but it wasn't great. I don't want to give away anything, but I will say these few things.. I think the last 30 minutes should have bean completely cut out. I think the studio said that there wasn't enough action and that more needed to be added.. so they forced this giant fight scene that didn't make any sence, and when the movie finished, both Jack
and I had to ask.. what the hell happened, I don't get it. Maybe somebody who did will let me know. I think that even if the movie was worse then that "Last..Battlefield" movie if you get my secret movie titles.. getting to watch that much Jennifer Connely would make me love any movie.. ok, I admit it, she makes my heart patter a bit.. anyway.. The Expierence was a wonderful one and those that I invited who opted to not go missed an incredible expierence.. It started with Jack comming to my house and joining us for dinner, we then went to Jacks Moms house to pick up some sheet music, another story, that isn't really mine to tell.. so while Jack was getting music, I called my brother to wish him a happy 40th birthday.. We got to the theater around 11:15 and stood with the masses outside the theater when we picked up our tickets, we were handed a green sheet of paper with questions about the hulk on them, fill in the answeres and you can win stuff.. Furtunetly I have the weekend to do this as I can't answere but about 3 questions.. well, we get into the crowd to go in, and while standing in line we are approached by an UberNerd who starts to ask some hulk questions..
Question #1. What issue of hulk was it where Wolverine made his first appearence? HE askes, followed by I think it was 187, was it 187, I say, well that sounds right, but for some reason I want to say 137 (this is my geekdom showing.. well that and the slight case of rainman syndrom I have, I seem to remember numbers, don't believe me, next time you see me as for my or my mothers drivers lisence number yes I know my mothers) He then continues on talking about how sasquack can only lift 1 ton but hulk can lift 2, and then talking about how spiderman has a chance against hulk because he is so fast and extra strong, where wolverine is only as strong as a normal guy, who can heal and has claws. Anyway, this keeps up for a few minutes, I am speachless.. I just didnt' know what to say, if I opened my mouth, I would be proven not nerdy enough to hang with this crowd, I might not be let into the theater.. maybe it was some sort of test and if I failed I would be banned from going into my neighborhood comic store and getting my weekly fix. fortunetly I passed what ever test was being conducted and the theater opened and Jack and I were let in (I would have felt bad if I had dragged Jack out at midnight and don't get him into the theater) Anyway, we take our seats and there was a great rowdy Midnight movie vibe going on then a person gets up and shouts.. "DON'T PANIC" We think to ourselves why would we panic, this person is being strange then "DON'T PANIC, THERE IS A SQUIRREL RUNNING AROUND IN HERE" YUP, just what everybody needed to hear to start the mass panic.. yes, a viscious rabid angry mutated squarrel running around.. actually no body panicked, except the poor rodent.. after some excitement the critter was chased out the emergency exit and the show started.. which I have already told you about so I don't need to say any more.. sorry I didn't blog much this week, I was making an e-card for my brother for his birthday.
Food Eaten: (friday) Q Cumbers restraunt all you can eat buffet. (Thurs.) veggie burgers (Wed, this was the good day this week) Sundried tomato pizza with smokey cheese (Tues.) Stir fried stuff. (Mon) veggie burgers, and left over potato salad.
Music Listend to: Jesus and Mary Chain, Dandy WArhols, Marilyn Manson, Front 242, Rob Zombie, MInistry, Sisters of Mercy, Bauhaus, Daniel Ash.
MOral of the week: If you are going to go see a comic movie, see it with nerds.
Yes, it's true, I am now an official member of the internet community.. with my posting on December 26, I have finally found my nitche on the web, I am having my 15 nanoseconds of fame. and Now, My Story...
I grew up in a small town with small parents who had a small child, then another small child which was me. Growing up, I dind't expect the fame that was comming to me, and by the time I hit my 30's, I figured that the fame I had dreamed of as a child would not be mine. Then, one day, while curisously browsing my weblog, I noticed something strange, I noticed that my entry about Christmas had attracted alot of attention. I thought to myself, I don't remember so many people commenting on any of my postings. What was it about this posting that has made it so interesting, I figured that there are so many people who post about christmas and the time they spend with their families that mine would just be another speck of moisture in the fog of internet commentary. So with a mighty click of my mouse I looked at the comments on my posting, and I didn't recognize the first name on the list, nor the second or third, or any of them.. who is posting to my blog and what sort of evil is being committed on my site with out my knowledge I wondered, then I noticed that they were not making fun of my holiday nor were they carrying out top secret plans that would change the very fabric of the world around us, no, they were discussing a lovesac I purchased for my wife for chirstmas. Why has my site become the discussion board for the Lovesac, I still have no clue, I wondered how they were finding it, a quick google search showed that I am number 5 on the list of lovesac websites.. a tear came to my eye, I'm number 5, only 4 sites stand beteween me and the official lovesac website.. I'm somebody.. I am the internet...
STAY TUNED for PART 2 when I that it really isn't any big deal, and my fame tarnishes..
In case you wanted to read the story here is the link my glory
Music Listened to: Vangelis, Maynerd Fergison, Handel
Food Eaten: Home Made Ravioli stuffed with Ricotta cheese and spinich
MOral of the Day: Don't make too much fun of yourself, someone out their will do a better job of it and make you look bad.
Ok, so, this is cool, the Inlaws gave me a coin today, I hope you can see it. I don't know how well it scanned, but it is a Cuban 3 peso coin the caption reads Patria O Muerte and the figure on the coin is Che Guevera.. I thought it was very cool. My Inlaws love Cuba, they spent 6 months there this year. I just wish the US government would realize what a disaster the Cuba embargo has bean, Castro is still in Power, loved by the people, it is the best educated countries in the world, and has the lowest infant mortality rate in the world. Anyway, I just wanted to share the coin, I am going to bed.
Food Eaten: grilled portebello mushroom sandwiches
Music Listend to: Front 242, Love and Rockets
Moral of the Day: don't stand on Cement with your shoes untied.
You may ask yourself what do these 2 things have in common, my ass and fortune cookies, before you spit out your fortune cookie and start rubbing your tongue with 40 grit sand paper, what they have in common is my fortune tonight. Tonight was my Inlaws 40th wedding anniversory.. so we took them to Cafe Brenda, Did you know Cafe Brenda is closed on Sunday nights, I didn't, so we had to drive on and choose another restraunt, after we drove a few blocks having our discussion as to where to go, we decided to take them to the trendy of trendy Minneapolis REstraunts Chimo Latino.. Sorry, we didn't go to Sydny's even though it was brought up, we felt it best to go somewhere we had bean and not play expierimental dinner with the inlaws on their 40th. Anyway, after a terrorifying trip to the bathroom, if you havn't bean, you will be sure you have just ventured into the wrong gender bathroom when you go. We got our fortune cookies. (Now before you complain because I didn't tell you what I ordered, I have to save something for the end of my blog). I was the first to open my cookie, now, the last time I was there, they didn't do the fortune cookies, or they were out that night or something, but my fortune read and I quote "Your Ass is neither Wide Nor Saggy." Which was a far contrast from the fortune cookie I had on Friday with Michelles left over fried rice, which read "Prejudice is the Child of ignorance." now, since I got these fortune cookies within a few days of each other, I am asking myself, what do they have in common, and the only thing I can come up with is the spiritual cookie gods are calligm me a dumb ass. I open my blog for further analysis of the cookies grand scheme.
Music Listened to: Led Zepplin, Billy Idol, Roger Waters, Praga Khan, Zoolander Soundtrack, Front 242. I think that was about it, it has bean a few days, most of this was on the trip to Iowa.
Food Eaten: (the moment you have bean waiting for) Portebello Mushroom skewered things, and Vegetarian Lo Mein, some stuffed Manocotti recipe My Mom came up with, Left Over Fried Rice, Pizza,
MOral of the Day: Do Not Tread Lightly Into that Great Night.
ok, I couldn't come up with a title since I have no idea what I am going to write tonight, but I thought that might get some thoughts going.. it didn't. I think it will have more meaning after tomorrow as I am off to Orlando to visit the Mouse, well, I'm not going to see the mouse, well, I will see the mouse everywhere, but I am not going to the kingdom of the mouse, I will be at the convention center in Orlando looking at the latest offerings in the world of corporate multi media. I will be able to hear such words uttered as Ansi-Lumens and Exremely Ultra portable. I will be handing out business cards and eating free candy at the Sony Booth.. maybe see what the future of Digital Cinima has to offer. I was reminded of a thought I have had over the years, sometimes it is fleating, and checking e-mail reminded me. I think that there should be some sort of art Olympics, as a world community we are so fixated on sports and sports have their place, but I do believe that they are being stressed as so much more important then they should be, so I propose an Art Olympics. You can have writing contests, and painting and sculpting and music performance (that would be an easy one) I think it shoudl be part of the athletic olympics, You can have painters paint events, and then show the work a day later or some such.. with a group of international judges judging the work. You can have muscians from all over the world compete, playing the music for the skaters and other events. You can have writers compete in various writing forms to sum up the fealings of the olympics with a spoken word contest as some point. So that is my dream..Art Olympics
food Eaten: over the last few days.. Grilled Portebello Fajitas with great company.. pigged out on that one I did. left over pasta
Music Listened to: Praga Khan, Front 242, My Life with the thrill Kill Kult. White Zombie, Yanni.. ok, not Yanni, I was just seeing if you were paying attention.
MOral of the Day: Remember where you are, tomorrow you might remember you should be somewhere else.