Wedding Crashers

Talk about a feel good inspirational movie. Is it wrong that I took inspiration in addition to laughs away from this movie? Maybe. Is that going to disuade me any? Probably not.

Over the weekened I also saw Hustle&Flow which was a suprisingly good movie. Actually, it was a suprising movie, that was good. I anticipated enjoying it, just not in the way that I actually did.

On a final note, I'm greatly anticipating The Aristocrats releasing this friday. Hopefully it'll open in dallas on it's opening date.

with glazed eyes,
me.

p.s. Over There, a Steven Bocho production (nypdblue, hillstreetblues, etc) premiers tonight on FX, so if you'r eon of thos epeople who read this daily (AHAHAHHAHAHA I kid) check it out.

sweet freedom

To quote martin sexton, "freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedooom aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahghhhghhh".

No more school for a few weeks, it's time to do the happy dance. Supplemented by happy water? But ofcourse. Excellent. I think I need counseling, cause school and I have a very love-hate relationship and I don't think it's healthy.

Frued: "Zzo tell me zkhool, how zis it you feel when zhe talks about you like thisz mmm?"
School: "It's just like I'm this thing to be put up with, like he doesn't even understand me."
Me:"Understand you? You're a fucking educational system for christ sake."
School:"See?"
Frued:"I zee, verrry zinteresting."
Me:"Jesus Ch-"
Frued:"I zeeense, maybe to heem you are an outlet for a mothzer comeplex... or a szpoon, it could be he loves a spoon too much... zeh maybe mother, no... no i am pretty sure it's a spoun."
School:"You know, that would explain a lot."
Me:"What...... the...... fuck.. You two are some batty gits"
Frued:"Now now, no ones ziz crazy here"
Me:"The hell there isn't, alright mr. I'llneverbeasgoodasskinnermaslowpavlovORjung, with your retarded complexes, and your ultra lame dream analysis... you got famous by peddling to women what they want to hear. and cocaine. You peddled them coke and silly ideas. If school wasn't so retarded and occasionally exalting people who should best be forgo-"
School:"See? You're so horrrible too me! *cries*"
Me:"I'm sorry baby... I didn't mean it like that... you know I just get frustrated sometimes with all your demands, but I sitll love you"
School:"Oh sweety I love you too!"
Frued:"*crying* zee but, but, proegress wiz out rezolution zis not progress at all... zee need to talk..."
Me:"Shut it perv"
School:"Oh I love you!"
Me:"I love you too... now lets go screwe somewhere dark and uncomfortable"
School:"What, like the back of a volkswagon?"
Me:"uh... sure."

true story

with addled brains,
me.

helllz yeh

The Uber Geek You answered 86% of the questions as a geek truly would.

You just completely conquered the geek test. Not only are you a geek, you're you're proud of it and wear it like a badge. Saying you're socially awkward is an understatement. Your hobbies include most things that normal folks cringe at. You're obsessed with information and details. You'd skip a Friday night party if it meant getting your latest project finished. Your intelligence probably intimidates people, and you enjoy spitting out random trivia to annoy people. So what does it all mean? Well for one, your claims of being a geek are true. You were probably picked on - heavily - in high school. You don't care about fashion, so generally you're easy to spot from a distance. In social situations, you're either perfectly silent or ridiculously loud-mouthed (true geeks always fall into the extremes). Cool people probably laugh at you behind your back, but you take gratification in knowing most will grow up to become career alcoholics. In a nutshell, you answered almost every question as a true member of the geek philosophy. You're geekier than 80% of the population!

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 94% on geekness

Link: The True Geek Test written by ambientred on Ok Cupid

Boooo School

I view my life as jumping on a tampoline, you go up and down, but generally it's fun. Then on occasion you try to do a flip, but instead land on your side, where there's a thorn, called school, and the pain begins. Next thing you know you're howling in pain, no longer even on the trampoline of life but suspended from it as syou stumble stupidly around the yard, mistake your dog for a werewolf, try and jump a fence, tear a whole in the crotchal region of your pants, stumble into the street and get hit by a car and promptly soil yourself. I can't wait to graduate.

dreadfully,
me.

the BBC

So driving to the Londoner last night to get boozed up I was listening to the BBC and was awestruck by the complex intellligent discussion that was going on between the commentators. (it's like a regular program, like hannity and colmbes or crossfire.... HAAHAHAHA I kid... english readers don't shank me for that (cause they don't have guns)) But the conversation was fascinating, not just in it's nuance, but in it's calm and clear approach. It reminded me of us following 9/11, when honsestly we were anything but calm and clear. Though everyone else seems to, I'm not making presumptions of comparing the two events, and abhor the 'trendiness' of now naming every terrorist bombing with their dates. It just made me really realize that resolution fueled by anger is only as strong as it's source, which inevitably suffers from time and complacency. Resolution fueled by principle through sound reason and clear mind falters under no such reasons. Not only is anger and the desire for retribution foolish in it's inevitable faltering, it clouds the very resolution it fuels. Another attack on america is probably inevitable, especially with the current vector of american foreign policy. Instead of sending condolences and understandings ('we know how you feel') maybe we should actually try to understand the english reaction and take a lesson from the other side of the pond. I think it'll serve us well in the future.

ponderingly,
me.