2003 In Review
This will have to last through Monday… 1. What did you do in 2003 that you’d never done before? Contributed $$$ to a political campaign. 2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Don’t generally make specific resolutions other than to be true to myself. I am
The Cat in the Hat; Kucinich Event
It’s been a long time since I’ve walked out on a movie. It has to be really, really bad for me to call it a loss and give in. Dragnet (the Tom Hanks/Dan Akroyd version) was pretty damn terrible but I stuck it out to the disappointing end. Same for American Beauty. Not so The
It’s an old joke that people have kids so they can have an excuse to play with toys again. While certainly not the only reason – they can have a nice affect on your taxes, too! – it’s definitely in the Top 10, and Isaac’s 3rd birthday proved to be a veritable bonanza. After getting
Either Hollywood has been lying for years or Memorial High School’s Class of 1993 has no sense of drama! Saturday night was Salomé’s 10 Year High School Reunion and I was fully expecting to enjoy some of the stereotypical dramatics I’ve seen in the movies. A redeeming fight between the jock and the geek; indiscretions
Balseros One of the most heartbreaking documentaries I’ve ever seen. The flip side of Buena Vista Social Club and a must-see for all you pseudo-revolutionaries out there that need a little dose of reality to flesh out your one-dimensional rants. Director Carles Bosch makes no judgments on the lives of the Cuban rafters he follows
I survived. Oral surgery is barbaric. Dentists that reference Marathon Man while you’re in the chair aren’t funny. The actual extractions only took about 20 minutes. Slept with a mouthful of gauze last night. Curious about the vicodin but haven’t had any pain to justify taking it. Stayed home today, caught up on sleep and
Buckshot
1) I’m so over Angelina Jolie. Caught pieces of her interview last week and couldn’t help but be irritated. Salomé nailed it: “She’s a spoiled, overprivileged brat that craves attention.” Or something to that effect. Seriously, though, she’s got big boobs and lips (but no hips or ass at all!) and has done a couple
Help! I’m Buying Comics Again!
Woah! Midtown Comics is scary cool! They sell EVERYTHING. They even had a lot of Moon Knight, though I’m glad I changed my mind about him before I went in there. Spent my whole gift certificate (not as easily as I expected, either) and got a few more of the Loeb/Lee Batmans I wanted, all
ser·en·dip·i·ty
ser·en·dip·i·ty the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for. Omar is a bad man. Bad. Appealing to the geek in me, he dropped the idea of a fan fiction-type project in my head – writing our own versions of comic books online – and it’s like the time I was
This is what happens when you take a notebook with you to lunch… “The View From Airplanes” (1st draft, free write) From the air I remember the city of brotherly love mostly for the fact that I don’t remember it at all. Like movies filmed in Vancouver non-descript vague images of buildings not tall enough