Sunday, January 30, 2005

Every vote counts

With the Iraqi's first election going on, I wonder who Osama voted for.

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Blogger was hungry.

It ate my entry from yesterday!

Now I am hungry, and there are no entries to make. Ha ha lame.

The (now nonexistant) entry was nothing super important. In a nutshell: I asked for things to blog about, especially since February is fast approaching, and Bally's Blog Challenge (to blog at least once every day for the entire month) will be upon us. I figure if there are a bunch of topics to discuss, it will be beneficial not only for me, but for others who are blogging as well. So, yeah, if you've got something that should be talked about - tell me.

Let's see...I'm so freaking hungry.

Saren just battled Cortez, the pirate ghost, from Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, and she won! She's very excited about it. I believe Poshley Heights will be her next destination. Oh! After she battles Lord Crump (again). Video games. The stuff legends are made of.

Two days remaining in the month. It's looking like I'm not going to do my monthly gimmick this year. But, hey, maybe inspiration will strike within the next forty-eight hours. (Haaa!!!)

Can't believe it's almost Februray! It feels like it's been January all year long. [/use that joke every year]

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Friday, January 28, 2005


The Universe demands it, I believe.

I went into work an hour late today.... it took me an hour to get home.


Speaking of - we got the phone bill today. On the 23rd of December, there was a 20 minute phone call made to the UK. Um. That never happened. (Um...did it? God, I have no memory. I'm like 99% certain that it did not, though. I mean, really, wouldn't I recall something like that?)

So, yeah, our phone bill is 45 dollars higher than normal. Since the Universe requires balance, I believe I will rip out the tongue of some Sprint employee. Balance.

Thursday, January 27, 2005

Well, Doh!

Heh. WD.

Couple items of Watcher's Diary news.

1) I've been bumped from Page One. It was fun while it lasted.

2) I watched the first twenty minutes or so of Weight of the World today during my lunch break. I was not overly impressed upon rewatching this episode, so I wanted to see what I had written about it. Turns out the archives don't go that far back. Doh! So, I went to check what the polls had to say about it. The 17 votes that episode has recieved break down thusly: 5 A's, 5 B's, 5 C's and 2 F's.


Doh well.

Read two of my three books today. Graphic novels/comic books are really quick reads. Sticks and Stones was a graphic novel with no words. Nifty. While I liked the story, it's a pity that the Stone Guy (God?) wasn't fleshed out more. (Heh. Puns.) Why'd he suddenly become a jerkass? [shrug] But, yeah. Metaphors good.

Dead Memory had moments of brilliance, but I didn't feel a connection to the cityfolk. ROM was a more sympathetic character. Perhaps he was meant to be.

In nonbook news, the onramp to the freeway near our house has been closed for, like, 7 months now. When the hell are they gonna reopen it?

Also - we still need a calendar.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Shine, monkey! Glow, monkey!

Yeah, I don't know either.

Today was the first day since starting this job (jesus, p@, shut up about work, already!) that I wasn't tired all day long! That deserves a massive "woo hoo!". Being tired sucks.

My boss - who does have a name, and it is Tina - however, was tired. Heh. UTTina. She went to the KingWorld party yesterday, and it, apparently went on until 3am. I didn't get to go. Partly from newness, mostly due to, you know, the wife being all knocked up and all. "Oh? You're having the baby now? Well...I'm kinda here watching Hall & Oates perform, so can you just wait a few more hours? Thanks!"

We went to the library for the first time this year today. Steph handled the business aspect, so now we owe 15 dollars instead of 45. Go team Steph!

While at the libe, we discovered that they [heart] Shrek. So does Harper! Details!: The library is having a Shrek-themed party on Feb. 12th. Viewings of the movies, followed by snacks, and pictures taken with Shrek and Fiona. Nifty!

I checked out two graphic novel/comic book books, a They Might Be Giants CD (John Henry, for those keeping track), and a novel (such as it is) by Spider Robinson. Yay for non-thinky humor sci-fi!

Saren got a buttload of Yu-Gi-Oh and Pokemon books and DVDs (did you know that Japanese comics read right to left? And when they're reprinted in the US, they are generally "mirrored" so that we can read them left to right. Knowledge!).

Harper got a Tom & Jerry DVD, and a Raggedy Ann & Andy book, along with some other things that I can't remember.

Steph checked out a craft book, a novel about the size of our car, some Home Education Magazine magazines, and ...I forget what else. But overall, we scored. See, the library is great.

In nonlibrary news, it rained today. Again. Stupid rain. I thought you were gone. But, apparently, it's sticking around until Friday. At least. [sigh] I mean, it's nice and all, but the people in Las Vegas don't know how to drive when it rains. Or when the weather changes at all. Accidents galore! And I've been having this uneasy feeling lately about driving. Like there's an accident just waiting to happen. It's most likely just my imagination being retarded, but I'd still feel better if the weather cleared up.

At work (I know!!) part of my job is to screen movies that are going to air, making sure that they don't contain anything obscene or indecent. (OBIN is the fun jargony word we use. As in: "That episode of Maury had OBIN issues." Heh. Work is so ...) Anywhat, today I watched Chain of Command (the 2000 version). It was a decent enough movie. There are certainly worse ways to spend an afternoon (and get paid to do it!) In the movie, Washington gets hit by a nuclear weapon. (Oops. Sorry to spoil it for anyone. But, actually, while that sounds like it should be a big deal, in the movie it's barely a blip.) I think that the Beijing government chose that city as their target because the president is Roy Scheider. And, man, is he the ugliest president I think I've ever seen. Move over, Mr. Lincoln!

Another movie I got to view was Winners Take All. Dude. How in the world can that have a higher ranking at imdb than Chain of Command?? I will never understand people on the internet.

So, yeah. This "movie" was all about motorbike racing. It's really a pity that it didn't have a nuclear weapon in it. I might've enjoyed it more. It's sad that the highlight of WTA is a scene where a bull urinates. Even sadder that it may be cut. Poor bull piss. [frown] A victim of our society's prudish ways.

Hmm. I think I've hit a wall on things to say. But, hey. This was a longish entry. So, that's something. I guess.

Imaginary savings this year to date: $57.79. That's enough to buy a(n imaginary) copy of Donkey Konga for the GameCube. Woohoo!!

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Update de la quick.

We were faked out this morning by the baby. Steph had been having contractions since 1:30 in the morning (she told me later! Why she didn't wake me up is not known, but I guess there wasn't much I would've been able to do even if she had, so I should just be thankful). Anyway, before I was going to leave this morning, Steph suggested I call in, because today might be the day. I called in, and waited as Stephanie tried to get some more sleep. After an hour or so, it was determined that the baby was going to remain inside for the time being. So I had to go to work, anyway. Stop doing fake-outs, as yet unknown person!

New jorb is going okay. Lots to learn. Tired of people asking, "How's it going?". Also tired of comments about being dressed up and/or having gotten my haircut.

Caught up on Lost finally. And there's not a new episode tomorrow. Harumph. But, we still have like, a hundred and thirty hours of Alias to watch. And there is a new one of those.

Typing is slow going.

So, yeah. The baby keeps waiting, putting off the inevitable. And my body is not yet used to this new time-table of waking up at 7 in the morning. Otherwise, nothing mucht to report.

Sunday, January 23, 2005

Tuesday's weather

We watched The Day After Tomorrow today. As per usual, I have nothing to say about the film.

It hit all the right notes for an action/disaster/blockbuster/brainless summer movie. You know - computer generated wolves, explosions, sappy goosebump inducing music, presidential heroes, suspension of disbelief to a maximum level, happy ending.

Things I learned from this movie:

When making an escape plan near wolves, whisper, as they will hear and understand you otherwise.

Dennis Quaid is faster than ice.

Pigeons are smarter than most New Yorkers.

We also watched Pokemon: Destiny Deoxys. Basic message of that movie: Do not put all your trust in technology.
Also: Destroying foreign cities is okay, so long as you're doing it to find a friend.

Ooh! The Bimpsons are on! At an odd time! More television viewing now.

Saturday, January 22, 2005

I beat King Bowser, where's my baby?

I really do think he or she is at the bottom of the 100 pits. [wink]

So, yeah, Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door? Done. Take that, forces of evil!

Also done? My time in the control room. Speechless, I guess. I worked like nobody's business today. My gift for putting in nine years of work? I got to do the duties of two people for the pay of one! Yay!

No, wait.

But, yeah. My coworker's sister had her baby today (um...I guess finishing Paper Mario induced labor in someone...), so after 5pm, I was all alone. So much responsibility! So much work!

I finished most of it, though, which is impressive, even for the bestswitcher. =) Sadly, though, I didn't get to watch Angel on my last day. It was Awakening though, so no big loss.

So that's that, then. No more Fear Factor. No more days of sleeping til noon. No more not knowing vitally important information until the absolute last minute. So long, Master Control, and thanks for all the fish.

Imaginary Savings this year: $48.06.

And, since it's Saturday:
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You had to be there.

Today being the final day I'll ever switch MASTER CONTROL!!! (Thanks, Amy! You're right. Saying it with authority makes it much more fun!), I decided to write up a list (most likely incomplete) of the inside jokes from the past nine years. I know! Another work entry! What's wrong with me? But, hey, last time! Unless, of course, I blog about work again tonight (completely in the realm of possiblity!)

Undoubtedly this list of inside jokes will be boring to everyone else, but quite amusing to yours truly.

Also - why am i up this early!?!

And away we go...

"Man's ability to use tools!!"

"I hope we win!"

"It's time to d-d-d-d-d-duel!!!"

"And...uh...don't forget to vote for me."


"Jesus, why don't you go after the bikers?"

"Jenny Jones!!"*

"John Walsh!!"*

"Shut up, Bill."

"Stinky dog."

"Turtle, turtle, turtle, turtle."

"Jennifer Lopez ROCKS!!!!!!!"*


The idea that Maury Povich is in fact, a moray eel, and in his final show will pull off his human skin and reveal this.


"These are dark times."

The broom incident.

"Rexella, I choose you!"

"I never lie."


"...but guess what, I did!"

"Why we in black?"


Good times. Good times.

I'm looking forward to seeing what the next decade produces, joke wise.

* It's the way in which they were shouted that was amusing. Doesn't really translate in a text based medium, but, oh well.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Four more years.


Heh. I nearly wrote [shrub]. Also appropriate.

Level 82. Eighty-two!! Stupid stupid game.

Lately, I've been thinking of things to blog about, but then I'm like, "Nah. That's [depressing, stupid, boring, not very well thought out, some other excuse]" so I don't. Maybe I should anyway. [shrug]

I unsubscribed from the Derrick Jensen email loop. And I believe I'm better off as a result. You are what you surround yourself with, and that loop, while sometimes informative and thought provoking, was also sometimes very negative and possibly quite harmful to one's psyche. So, I turned it off.

My inbox is all empty looking now, though. No more days of 48 emails to read.

Difficult to believe that we're nearly three weeks into the new year already. Wasn't it just Xmas??

Well, with time going by so quickly, that means the next 7 years should zip by like that! *snaps fingers*


Monday, January 17, 2005

What's a 7 letter word for 'change in appearance'?

[Begin spoiler for - Not Fro Jupe To See! highlight to view (unless you are the Jupe)]

Jupe, don't read this!

Really. You should turn back now.

Last chance!

Patfro is gone.


After 14 months of hair-growing, like the dirty hippie that I am, the scissors have finally caught up with the mass of dead follicles protruding from my scalp. Patfro is no more.

I know!! It's crazy. My boss probably wouldn't've had a problem with my hair, but since I will be moving into the "office" building part of the company, it was better to play it safe than sorry. I know! I'm such a corporate tool. Heh.

So, yeah. Shed a tear for the fro. It had a good life. Now, it is simply four pounds of hair sitting in the garbage can.
[end spoiler]

And so begins the final week until I change jobs. Next Monday, things at work will be radically different. Yay!

Next up on the P@rix: I find something else (non-job related) to talk about.

Why do I even watch movies?

They simply wash over me anymore. We watched Shrek 2 (sequelious!) and Vanilla Sky (as opposed to Vanilla Coke) last night. Our philosophy was "Carpe Diaz"!

But, yeah, while I liked both movies enough to spend the time watching them, I don't have anything to really say about them. Ya know? Shrek 2 was entertaining, but, as per the rule of sequels, didn't quite measure up to the first one. And the Far Far Away Idol thing at the end was cute...but Simon was as irritating in CGI form as real life. Or wait! Maybe Simon Whatshisname is a computer animated character! That explains so much!!

In any case, it wasn't a horrible movie, and I'm glad that i saw it, but I doubt I'll be quoting from it anytime soon. [shrug]

Vanilla Sky felt like it was 150 years long.

The director really could've cut 20 or 30 minutes from it and it would've been much better. Steph and I discussed the explanation at the end - I won't give it away here, mostly because I'm too lazy to type up the HTML code - and I felt like it should've been different, but it was pointed out to me that that's mostly because my brain works improperly. ;)

So. Tonight we're supposed to finally watch last week's Lost, maybe two week's ago's Alias, and the movie The Secret of Roan Inish. Plus we need to go shopping for new clothing for moi. Fun!

Everyone have a safe and enjoyable Martin Luther King Jr Day!

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Dust and mockery.

There are times when I'm absolutely convinced that there is a higher power (I suppose I should capitalize that, eh?). Thinking about the Universe, and about the Future, and about the Creation of Stuff (got that capitalization thing down, didn't I?) makes my brain conclude - however fleetingly - that it isn't all just Randomness.

But the glory (or irritation) of it all is that one can never truly know. Ahh, agnosticism.

Moving on - I was talking to my soon-to-be new boss yesterday, and was filled in on the exciting (to me) information that the NATPE* convention is going to be here in town the same week that I start. Woo! Conventions are boring!! But dude! I start the job, and get to (conceivably) hobnob with representatives from KingWorld and Sony and Buena Vista and whatnot. Dull? Most likely! But I'm still really looking forward to it. [/incredibly boring]

Of course, the baby will most likely be born on the 24th (Camden day!) so I'll not go, but then, having a new life in our house will be a gabillion times better than going to NATPE anyway.

*NATPE = National Association of Television Program Executives
"Let's torch this place,"
I suggested,
and my ancestors agreed.

In other news, if the cat continues to scratch the new/old couches, I will kill him.

Friday, January 14, 2005


I [heart] The Simpsons.

Now if we could only figure out how to get to the two-player mode, things would be just peachy.

We bought The Simpsons Hit and Run for the GameCube today, along with a second controller. Saren is currently having Homer drive through Cletus, the Slack-jawed Yokel's yard. Heh.

What's funny is the comments made by the characters. As Homer crashes into people, he yells out things like, "I'm a lean, mean, speed...thingy!" and "I am evil Homer! I am evil Homer!" It's like watching the show, but we direct it. Ha!

In other news, our computer is super slow. And soem new icon has mysteriously placed itself in our taskbar. It's a dog, and when I place the mouse over it, it says: "CashBack pays you to shop!" Lame! I don't want the CashBack dog on our computer. Please go away.

Bah. Now I have to go to work. As Homer would say, "Doh! Why me?!"

Thursday, January 13, 2005

We're not the Camdens

Lucy Camden (fictional character from the television show 7th Heaven) is going to have her baby on the episode that airs on January 24th. Wouldn't it be coincidental if our baby arrived on the same day?

According to the promos, Lucy is stuck in the elevator (in the hospital) when she gives birth. Hmm.

Semi-related news - the WB turned 10 back on the 11th. Wow. Ten. Spooky.

More work related news - the guy that was hired to replace the person that left (was fired) four months ago? He quit after the second day. (I still hold that it's because he was being trained with Bill) So they hired another new person - a woman this time - who worked with us yesterday. I think she'll stick around longer, but then again, she hasn't met Bill yet...

In nine days, I won't be in Master Control anymore. Odd.

Don't you hate it when a person you dislike does something nice? It's like, "It was easier to hate you when you were being a jackass, jackass."

We still need a new calendar.

Thankfully tomorrow is payday. We are broke broke broke!

Our phone line is all static-filled. It makes talking on the telephone extremely annoying and difficult. Plus, half the time incoming calls get cut off mid-ring. Oddly enough, staying online hasn't been an issue. We suspect that the wires outside may have been damaged by all the rain from the past 40 days or so. I may do some investigating later. I fear, though, that I'll end up having to call Sprint and they'll charge us an arm and a leg and an elbow just to come out and say, "Yup, it's screwed up." and then they'll tell us that it'll cost even more money to fix it. Because Sprint is the fucking anti-christ. Truly. I hate them. HATE!! HATE!!!!!!!!!!


I should be working on my big ol' entry I promised, but meh. Meh, I tell you!

Today's the 13th? Hmm. Nearly two weeks into 2005. So far, so....far.

["joke" deleted]


I've not read a book yet this year. Also, I'm doing okay on a resolution I made. Go team me! I'm also doing ...mediocre on another 'resolution' I made. Well, maybe "mediocre" is too strong a word. More like "poor". Or "failing". Or "not even remotely close". But, what are ya gonna do?

Wow. This was super boring!

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Clouds in my synapses

Waking up is hard to do.

I'm not sure how I'm going to adjust to the new hours of my new job.



Heh. I write a lot, therefore I must be great! Hee.

Um. Oh! I had a involved Harry Potter. And Judge Judy. And cicadas (yuck). But I don't recall the details, just the vague outline. It's so strange how dreams are like that. Thankfully our brains don't function that way during real life. How horrible that would be. Or, you know, I guess if it happened all the time, we'd be used to it. [shrug]

Super long entry coming soonish.

Monday, January 10, 2005

One ten!

The month is one third of the way done! Holy carp. Heee! Carp.

The other day I heard "Once Bitten, Twice Shy" on the radio again. That was the first song I remember officially being sick of hearing. Also - what's the deal with metal bands (mostly Motley Crue - I refuse to put the umlauts) making comebacks? I mean, I like Kickstart My Heart as much as the next guy, but how many times can one hear Girls, Girls, Girls or Looks That Kill in one's life? The answer is 74.

I don't really have anything to blog about (I promised Steph I wouldn't mention the um. Pretend I erased that.), and the girls want to see the continued escapades of Paper Mario, so I think I'll sign off with the following question - How long until we get a movie version of "Mork & Mindy" And who will play the role of Mork? And what role will Robin Williams have (just a cameo, some other part, etc)? I say 2007. And maybe he'll play Mork's father. Heh. Except that wouldn't work because Orkians (??) grow younger. I suppose he could be Mearth, but I despised that character on the show.

Reviews and stuff.

Or, stuff and reviews. And, of course, the reviews aren't going to be much more than simple two line thoughts on the matter, but, whatchya gonna do?

When I hopped online today, one of the AOL headlines was that "some libraries ban 'America'". Being a fan of Jon Stewart, I thought, "Who be hatin'?" and decided to follow the link. As it started to load, the title bar gave a fuller account of the article, stating, "Mississippi County Libraries Ban Jon Stewart Book". Ohhhhh! Mississippi!

In other news, the armoire building experiment was not a complete failure! Hooray! It was also not a complete success, as I have not yet finished building it. (Dude. It's big, okay?) The only faults I had while constructing it were as follows:

1) A small cut on the base of my thumb. (Blood!)

2) I think I may have a small sliver of metal in the same thumb that was cut. It could also possibly just be some small under the skin type of blister that is rather painful. In fact, this thumb injury may not even be related to the building of the armoire at all.

3) Piece "H" was put on there backwards, originally. When I realized my error, I managed to undo it. (YAY!) But that was when I cut my thumb. Doh!

4) When I screwed the magnetic latch holder thing (that's the technical term, by the way) to the top of the armoire, it produced two diminutive bumps in the wood. Which means, either I overtightened the screws, I used the wrong length screws, or the wood is extremely cheap.

Other than those four things, it went pretty well. Doing man things is kinda cool. Who knew? Also! Saren and I bonded during the building of it, as she was my helper. She enjoyed placing the cam locks (that really is a technical term!) and screwing any screws that needed to be placed. She also liked to put the glue in the holes for the dowels. ("Dowels" and "glue" being yet two more technical terms. This blog entry is turning into "This Old House")

Okay. Reviews time.

Saturday at work I watched Raging Bull, which, as I had mentioned before, I had never seen. It was adequate. I liked it, I guess, but, like SpiderMan 2, I find that I don't really have much to say about it. I've thought about it for the past two days, but I don't know how much longer it'll stay with me. [shrug] I suppose the moral of the movie was "Professional boxers are people too."
Also, I'm reminded of Eddie Izzard:

"You don't talk to me that way! You don't talk to me that way! You fuck my wife? You fuck my wife? You fuck my wife? You fuck my wife? You fuck my wife?"

"I am your wife!"

"That doesn't matter! That doesn't matter! I say again, you fuck my wife?"

"All right, yes, I fucked your wife. I am your wife, and I fucked her."


I also caught the last fifteen minutes or so of Ella Enchanted on Saturday (Saren was rewatching it, and it was ending as I got home from work). Super enjoyable! I think we may wind up buying that movie eventually.

Yesterday we finished the last hour of Garden State. Which makes that, what, like four days since we started it? Doh. I liked that, too. The message of that movie seemed to be, "All you need is drugs love." Oh, and "Zach Braff knows how to pick out really awesome, Gen X-ish music." Which are both very good (and true) messages.

But, today we can mail back Garden State and Ella Enchanted, and get ...actually I'm not sure what's next on our ...queue. (Yes, that word is slowly becoming acceptable to me. Slowly.)

And we finally watched last Wednesday's Lost. There are so many Otherland references going on now! Freaky! Maybe the secret will be that they're all Puppets trapped in a virtual simulation. Heh.

Saturday, January 08, 2005

Thank ya. Thank ya very much.

So it's Elvis' 70th birthday.

In other news, it snowed here in Vegas yesterday. SNOW! In Las Vegas!

I don't know about global warming, per se, but the weather? It certainly has been getting wackier in recent years. People can draw their own conclusions. But I think that the folks living in California who have experienced the onslaught of rain in the past week might start to think that something might be up. I'm just sayin'.

Tomorrow I am going to build an armoire. Truly! It's one of my forays into doing a manly task, and I'm pretty psyched about it. I'll report back and see how it goes. "Man's ability to use tools!" Heh.

Two more random musings I forgot to mention: What is the plural of Vulpix? Vulpixes? Vulpices? Just Vulpix? All sound simultaneously right and wrong.

What is the "that" that Meatloaf won't do for love? And is it the same thing that Hall and Oats can't go for?

And, speaking of music questions - who is that song about, if it's not about me? (I'll bet you think it's about you. Don't you? Don't you!?!)

Today is the World Premiere (or Sneak Preview??) of Elektra. It's happening here in Las Vegas. Jennifer Garner will be here, at the Palms Casino, which is, literally, right down the road from where I work. I will be working - running Raging Bull (which I have never seen) - while our main newsanchor, RachWell will be interviewing her. Unfair!

Lastly, the Pit of 100 Trials needs save points along the way. REALLY.

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Friday, January 07, 2005

2005 year in review.

Since I did not get around to doing a 2004 year in review, I figured I'd do one for 2005. And, hey, doing one when the year is only a week old makes it a lot easier than waiting until it's three hundred some odd days into it. Ya know?


Thus far the big news of 2005 is all hold over stuff from 2004. The tsunamis that occured on December 26th of last year have, so far, been the big story of this one. Which, is totally understandable.

The other events in the Fucking News have been the same old same old. Blah blah blah, car bombings in Iraq. Yada yada yada, terrorists planning revenge. Like I said, it seems that '05 hasn't found it's own identity yet, and seems to be 2004 Part Two.

Personally, though, this year's been gooder than last. Except for the poorness. Which is a holdover from the past twenty-nine years. But! New job! And new blog goal/gimmick! And (soon) new baby!! Woohoo!!

So, in the immortal words of Vince Neil: Hey Tommie! Happy Fuckin' New Year! (That cracks me up every time I say it.)

Random musings.

In a fight to the death, who would win - English Muffins or French Toast?

What happened to DJ Jazzy Jeff? Will Smith went on to bigger and better things, but what of his partner? Parents like myself just don't understand.

I wonder if my work's health insurance covers stigmata. Does anyone's?

Why am I blogging when I should be going to work?

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Spider Meh 2: Much less meh!

So, as I think everyone is aware, the Spish joined Netflix recently. And we recieved our first 3 movies on Monday. Spider-Man 2, Garden State, and Ella Enchanted.

Dude. Netflix sends them in such tiny little envelopes! The Steph and I were expecting, like, boxes.

Anywhat, we watched Spider-Man 2 (or as it appeared on our screen before I altered the DVD settings, Pider-Ma 2) first. And, because I promised film reviews, and because I want to keep track of the movies we watch, and because I'm trying to hit this ridiculous goal of 200,005 words, I now present you with my "review" of Spider-Man 2.

[Begin spoiler for -Spider-Man 2 highlight to view]
See, I don't know if it's because I am not so good at reviewing movies, or what, but I don't have a lot to say about SM2. It wasn't horrible. I liked it better than the first one, but to be honest, the only things I really remember about the original film were that I was "not 100%" at the time of watching it, that we saw it for free (I think), and that I made a post about it on the WD entitled Spider Meh.

This one was funny. Or funnier, I mean. Than the first one, I mean. Peter Parker's boss at the newspaper is hilarious. They should give him his own movie.


I did get goosebumps at the "Go, Spidey, Go!" line. (I got goosebumps while I was writing that. [rolleyes])

Hmmm. Yeah. We watched it a few days ago, so you'd think I'd have more to say about it, but'd be wrong. I do want to have a little gimmick in these reviews, but I can't decide if it should be "Moral of the movie" or "What I learned from [movie title]" or what. Maybe I'll play it by ear. Yeah.

What I learned from Spider-Man 2: In a fight between a spider and an octopus (both having eight arms, thus ensuring a fair fight), the winner will be the one that has more self-esteem.
[end spoiler]

As for the other movies, the womenfolk watched Ella Enchanted last night, and Saren did like it very much. She was telling me about how Ella had girl power, and did all these "awesome" (her new favorite word) moves and how I should watch it someday.

And Steph and I have seen about one half of Garden State so far. We'll have to finish it in the next day or so - because we also have 3 hours of J.J. Abrams television to watch eventually as well. So much viewing to do, so little time.


Dude. What's up with our keyboard? Now, when I type anything, each leter produces a tiny (that should've ben tinny) sounding sound. Also, double leters don't work. Unles I wait for a while before hiting the second key. It's iritating, to say the least. (The double keystroke pause thing also includes the return key and most anoying, the backspace key, so going back to corect erors - time consuming!)

I'm suspecting it's some sort of virus, or spyware or one of those thing-a-ma-bobs. You know what I mean. Either way, I'm not hapy about it, but I'l move on.

So, gues what! I got the job!

No, not that job (although that entry was my way of telling you al that I was applying for a new position. I'm all about the metaphor and the gimicks, you see).

No, the job is Programming Assistant. So I'm still with the "vast sewer of moral darkness", just in a different department.

Side note: I discovered the clickety clack causer. Someone turned on the Filter Keys option on our computer. Which apparently causes Windows to delay keystrokes. What an odd feature. Anywhat, it's turned off now. Yay! [/side note]

So, yeah, as I was saying - A few weeks back, the station's Programming Assistant got hired on at a competitor station, and that left her position open. I figured, "What the heck" and applied for it. The interview went super well, and two days ago, I was officially offered the gig. Yay! So what does a Programming Assistant do, you ask? Among other things, I will be in charge of editing the movies that our stations run. Woohoo! Censorship!! I will also be in charge of talking to the TV Guide people, making sure they know what we're running. And, I'll speak with movie distributors, finding out information about when certain films can run, yada yada yada. Basically, I will be the assistant to the Program Director, who makes the decisions as to what we air. Besides Network. We can't control what the WB decides to run. Damnit. But! my new boss is one of the coolest people at the station, so working for her is going to be awesome. Plus! It's a step up. (Not monetarily, of course, because our stations are cheap, and from the sound of it, about as broke as our family is.) But within the industry, this is defintely seen as an improvement on one's resume.

So, yeah. No more watching the boob tube for 8 hours a day for this guy. Instead, I'll be deciding (or helping in the deciding) what the Master Control ops will be watching instead. Heh. I'll have an office - well, a cubicle, at any rate - and an actual business email account (interent access!? Does this mean that I will once again blog from work? Hmmm. No. Or at least, not right away.), and I'll have nights and weekends free. Plus, I'm going to be 30 this year. It's about time that I grew up and got a real job.

There's a whole lot more I could blog about in regard to this - basically the turmoil that has resulted in the Master Control Department the past few days because of this development, but it's really boring to anyone that isn't working there, so I'll not talk about that.

Seems like, thus far, anyway, 2005 is going to be a pretty good year. Here's hoping it only gets better.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

I'm George W. Bush, and I approved this message.

best if you can do a decent Bush imitation

"Ladies and gentlemen of America. It has recently come to my attention that a disaster has struck in the middle of the Indian, excuse me, the Native American Ocean. A horrible tragedy has befell the people who live near there.

I believe that this is the work of terraists. My intellegence committee has reported to me that the leader of these terraists is a women named Sue Namie.

I give my word as a God fearin' Christian that I will now declare a War on Nature. Listen Nature, and listen well:

We will not stop. You are either with us, or you are against us. But we will be victorious in our onslaught of you.

God Bless America."

Sunday, January 02, 2005

Zero point zero. Still.

Most likely. 200,005 words is a large amount. Steph mentioned that it would be a lot easier to accomplish if I were writing a novel, but blogging it is going to be nigh impossible. Heh. "nigh".

Okay, enough meta-posts. I promise not every post this year will be about "Project '05".


(Someone should keep track of how many times I use "um" in my blog. I'm betting it's a lot. But, hey, "um" is still a word. And therefore counts toward the big goal. And there I go talking about it again. Doh!)

As the baby gets closer to being here, it just kinda constantly hits me that we're going to have a new human in our family. That's so cool. And weird. I mean, really. First there was nothing, then, ploop! Human! Life! And he (or she) will be with us from here on out. Life will be divided into Before Child 3, and After. I'm not expressing my thoughts very well (shocker!), but I think the drift is getting across.

Today is Sunday, and I normally have Sundays off. But earlier this week I was asked if I wanted to come in for some overtime. I agreed, because we do need the extra cash, but BLARGH! I wish I could just get the money without having to be away from home. Especially as Stephanie becomes more and more tired. Blargh.

Hey! They found Vulpix! [/random noticing of my surroundings]

So, yeah. Work in a few hours, and this place is still not as clean as it should be. I think, then, that I will surprise Steph by straightening up the living room before she awakens. Hopefully that goes better than this blog entry, which is a complete mess.

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775 / 200,005

Saturday, January 01, 2005

It begins...

Okay, then.

Happy New Year, everyone! Welcome to 1992!

What? It's not 1992? Why not? Says who? Oh, you're right! It's only the year 29. No? Oh. Two-thousand-five, eh?

This 2005 nonsense is simply because everyone has agreed. But what if everyone didn't?

So, yeah. It's the middle of the first decade of the 21st century. The Ohs, as the masses like to call them. I prefer The Aughts. Heh. Aught. You ought to as well! Heh.

I wonder what it is, exactly, about puns and wordplay that make my brain so happy? And I know that it isn't just my brain. I mean, other people enjoy stupid groan-inducing puns as well. Something in our hardwiring, is my guess. But what? Why?

Smiles are strange things. In any other animal (or, most, I should say. I don't know if it's true for ALL of them) showing teeth is a sign of aggression. But in humans (all primates?? Jupe, have any insight on this?) the smile seems to be pretty universal as a sign of happiness and friendship.

You can most likely tell that I'm simply doing the stream-of-conciousness thing. Expect a lot of that this year. If I'm going to accomplish (HA HA HA!) or even come near (ha!) or even make any sort of mark (acceptable!) in this goal of 200,005 words by year's end, I'll have to make all sorts of long, rambling, not truly connected types of posts. Or lots (and lots!) of shorter ones throughout the day. Or both. Oh. And fiction. Must remember to type up stories and whatnot. Yes.

I almost wish it were 1992. Then I'd have so many more years to work on my Perth story! I might even get it finished if I had 14 years to write it. Might.

So we joined Netflix! Which is cool. It'll be nice to actually see movies again. Um. At least, in theory. Because we were looking at the Netflix list the other day, and, even though I'm always saying, "Oh, there are so mnay movies I want to see"....there really aren't. I mean, thre are some. But a lot of movies SUCK. Really really bad. I'd say, even, that MOST movies are crap. Even the good ones. Heh.

That being said, if anyone has movie suggestions - I'm open. Just because a movie is crappy or a waste of time, doesn't mean I won't watch it. (And probably even enjoy it, in some way) So, yeah. Any flicks out there that you wanna recommend, bring 'em on. Ooh! I know! I can do movie reviews periodically as well. That will eat up words. Yes. Excellent. And so on.

Okay. I've been typing (off and on) for about 15 minutes now. I'll cut and paste this baby in Microsoft Word, do a word count, add some HTML, and post. Yay!

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480 / 200,005