I've come to realize I tend to do about a dozen things total. You could break up my week into percentages. I work at least 40 a week, I sleep about 49 hours a week. I'm on a computer/writing about 40 hours a week, I watch movies about 30-40 hours a week… Continue reading →
The film opens with Maurice Chevailer having the cuckolded walk in on him and his mistress. The woman shoots herself. The husband shoots Maurice. Having survived, Maurice summarizes that the gun is loaded with blanks. The husband, duly relieved, takes his… Continue reading →
I watched a couple episodes of Homicide last night. I liked it well enough, but it has the best example of bad neat television writing I can think of. There's a thread where Yaphett Kotto asks the rook to find out who lights the candle that stands by the… Continue reading →
The greatest thing for me of the fall out of the lack of Prince vs. MJ is my renewed interest in listening to their music. iPut Thriller on the iPhone and drove around to it while passing billboards for the 25th Ani release. I went to Amoeba and – though they… Continue reading →
Very. In honor of the event, I bought two pairs of Purple boxer briefs. One is light purple, the other Grimace purple. As sad as I am, this underwear shines a light, and offers me happiness. I mean, if you see the picture of me here, the one of me with the… Continue reading →
I woke up Saturday and was supposed to do something, but puttered. Puttered long enough to be told not to do it. To wait until tomorrow. AWESOME. And so, after making my way through disc 1 of El Cid, decided that the thing to do was head to the Museum of… Continue reading →
Tonight I'm going to The Crash Mansion. That's not an exclusive club, or anything like that. It's on S. Grand Ave. in LA, and should be a relatively quick commute. For twelve dollars a ticket, you can get in. Tonight they're going to limit the five hours of… Continue reading →
Only two men voted against the Gulf of Tonkin resolution. For those who don't know, that was the event that led to the escalation in Vietnam. The incident that sparked this escalation turned out to be a lie (huh, familiar). And yet only two men voted against… Continue reading →
So, I watched The Wizard of Oz last night. It's strange to think this film is a family classic, all that. It's so fucking fake. The Lion? Not a real lion. Etc. Etc. All analog effects. And it still works like a charm. Is it nostalgia? Have movies become too… Continue reading →