Older: November 2002
Newer: January 2003

Tacos dance

I made three new images over the last three days. Prior to these, the last thing I "finished" was in September. (Well, if you don't count the paintings.) So go look. They are highlighted by insane animated GIF insanity. And one of them is amorphous.

I failed to mention earlier that I put Morgan's shirt-winning German short story in the Writing section [section removed]. It just figures that it all leads up to a lame pun.

16 packages to go, bay-bee.

Anyone want to go to Nickel City?

Out of phase

Deep thought of the day: If you're trying to sell a car for more than $1000 and you're already writing the "for sale" sign on a piece of binder paper, you should probably take the time to spell out the word "for" instead of just using the numeral.

So anyway. I was out picking up some last minute gift items, as I like to do. I went to Toys "R" Us for the first time in years, and it has turned into an insane maze. The mass of people there made it extra insane.

Before leaving I decided to make a quick CD for the car. The theme: Songs I Don't Own. I intend to make a series of these things. Here's the tracklist in case you're bored (and because I am):

  1. Mr. T. feat. Motoaki F. - Burning Heat! (3 Option Mix)
  2. Yoko Kanno - Tank!
  3. Togo Project feat. Sana - Sana Molette Ne Ente
  4. Satoshi Ise - B.B.
  5. Satoshi Ise - Happiness
  6. Tina Turner - Goldeneye
  7. The Fixx - One Thing Leads to Another
  8. The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star
  9. Hans Zimmer - Show Me Your Firetruck
  10. Yoshino Aoki - Turismo
  11. Naoshi Mizuta - The Kingdom of San d'Oria
  12. Nena - 99 Luftballons
  13. Animotion - Obsession
  14. L'Arc-en-Ciel - Spirit Dreams Inside
  15. They Might Be Giants - (She was a) Hotel Detective
  16. They Might Be Giants - Ondine
  17. Satoshi Ise - This is True Love Makin'
  18. Michael Jackson - Smooth Criminal
  19. Madonna - Die Another Day
  20. DJ Taka with Naoki - Kakumei
  21. Deodato - Super Strut
  22. Clint Mansell - Overture (Requiem for a Dream)

Pavlov's dog sez: VERY, VERY DANGEROUS DRIVING TO MUSIC FROM GRAND THEFT AUTO.

I'm off to do other things. Happy Holidays to all reading this.

Bedight orbit

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Dance of words

The Tow Twoers!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, we saw it, and it was insane. I'm not referring to the movie itself, but rather the experience leading up to it. Since the tickets were for the first showing, at 12:01 Wednesday morning, we all showed up at the theater around 7 PM on Tuesday. Noah brought along a card table and chairs. We procured a decent spot in line, meaning it was not only covered by a roof but also further shielded from the elements thanks to a large column. After purchasing and consuming the pizza I had promised myself (others went to Taxi's), the waiting began. Noah and Phil played with their Magic cards. Ken read Sports Illustrated. I played Dragon Warrior III. (Playing videogames in line for The Two Towers is not necessarily all that nerdy, aside from the fact that you're in line for The Two Towers. Playing Dragon Warrior III in line, however, is.) It only took about an hour for me to deeply regret not bringing along a notepad (and gloves, it was cold like a banshee) of some sort to keep track of the night's events. So, here is my best effort to recount everything that happened in approximate chronological order, without any written record. You should prepare yourself for some progression-of-time humor!

7:00 PM We arrive outside the AMC 20 theater, print tickets and establish camp. Halfhearted jokes are made about how long we will have to wait. Ha ha ha!

7:15 PM Noah and I depart from the group to buy food. I discover a nice Italian place serving up a variety of pizzas. It is also warm inside.

7:30 PM We comment on the volume of the large Lord of the Rings fan standing behind us, shouting excitedly about what he's anticipating seeing in the film. He really can't wait to see the ents, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, man. But the Battle of Helms Deep, oh yeah, totally. It's gonna be sick.

7:50 PM With much of the pizza consumed, I realize there are still more than three hours before the doors open. Out comes the Gameboy and cards. We notice other people in line are reading books. Why didn't we think of that? Another group is watching The Fellowship of the Ring on a laptop. Yet another is actually playing some dice RPG in a circle.

8:00 PM The large and loud Lord of the Rings fan, having depleted the interest of the other line-standers he was talking to (he appears to have come by himself), sees Ken reading a Sports Illustrated article on cyclist Lance Armstrong. With great haste he seizes the opportunity to tell us, loudly, that he's a biker, and that's where he got this [scar on his chin]. Ken nods respectfully. Phil escapes to find sushi. I avert my attention back to the tiny, poorly-lit GBA screen.

8:30 PM After two or three agonizingly awkward minutes (it just felt like 30), the Lord of the Rings fan ends his conversation with Ken and discusses with others the relative merits of Star Trek versus Babylon 5. (I'm not making this up.) Phil and Noah have started a Magic game. Ken and I leave to search for people dressed as Gandalf. We are unsuccessful, unless you count one individual in a cape. Ken asks the guy in the front of the line how long he'd been there. (Answer: since before the line officially opened at 1:30. Jesus.)

8:45 PM It's getting pretty cold. Only two hours until they open the doors!

9:00 PM With a little under two hours to go, Ken and I get in on the Magic game. I employ my feared "Random Red" strategy. I lose gloriously.

9:10 PM The loud, large Lord of the Rings fan, shouting: "IF CHEWBACCA IS FROM ENDOR, YOU MUST ACQUIT!!"

9:30 PM It is really unbelievably cold. I can't believe I decided not to bring gloves.

10:00 PM Phil returns with Ben & Jerry's ice cream for everyone! We're idiots.

10:20 PM It is now raining. Boy, are we glad we're not stuck out under a not roof.

10:40 PM THE GATES ARE OPEN!! DOO DO DO DOO DOO DOO DO

10:42 PM Once inside the theater, we split into pairs and dash for strategic seating locations. (This operation was discussed thoroughly earlier in the evening.) YES. WE HAVE EXCELLENT SEATS.

10:45 PM Yes! Only an hour and fifteen minutes until the pre-movie starts! I buy Milk Duds, the quintessential movie candy. Phil and Noah sip homoerotically from a single soda.

10:50 PM A lot of people are taking flash photos inside the theater. Why?

11:10 PM A movie trivia slide featuring A Beautiful Mind receives angry boos from the audience. We determine that this is because of its victory over The Fellowship of the Ring at the Oscars. Lord of the Rings fans like to hold a grudge.

11:15 PM THIS IS EXCELLENT. All four of us (and one guy we don't know) are playing videogames on cell phones or other portable electronic devices. A woman climbing over us to find a seat laments that she doesn't have any cool games on her phone.

11:25 PM The house lights come on and are met with more booing. The large, loud Lord fan can be seen standing in the aisle looking for a seat. Also there are people playing with Lord of the Rings cards inside the theater showing Lord of the Rings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

11:45 PM The lights go off again. This elicits cheers from the audience, even though there are still at least 15 minutes before anything actually happens.

12:00 AM It is now Wednesday. The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers opens today.

12:03 AM The screen opens, the lights dim, and almost HALF AN HOUR OF PREVIEWS begins.

12:20 AM "It's Pol Pot's pool!" Noah secures a ticket to hell.

12:30 AM After five hours of waiting, the movie begins. We're still going to be here for another three hours.

3:25 AM We have now left the theater and are heading to the car. The movie sucked.

...

Ha ha! Just kidding.

Chocolate charms

I like rain.

So I've been joking for a while that the only reservation I have about turning 20 is that I'm afraid I'll no longer be able to enjoy pizza or videogames. Of course, anyone can tell that's totally a joke. EXCEPT when I woke up this morning I recall I had some thought about how I should no longer eat fast food (not that I do too often) and eat healthier things. Then later on I was playing Vice City (of course) and happened to look down at the table, upon which sat my stack of PS2 games, and I thought to myself, wow, that's quite a few games there. It wasn't any old observational thought; I was definitely being somewhat critical of the number of games piled up on the table. So, help. I think I'm going to try to get a pizza this week.

Just in case, I'm still going to see The Two Towers tomorrow night at 12:01. (OK, so it's technically Wednesday.) After some discussion I have been convinced to arrive around 6 PM or so, so we can wait in line for about five hours for them to open the theater. That's so much waiting. Noah is talking about watching The Fellowship of the Ring on a portable DVD player or drafting, just for the sake of doing the nerdiest thing possible while waiting. I'll have my camera to take shots of any Gandalfs who show up. But still, that's so much waiting. At least I'll have ample time to catch up on Dragon Warrior III.

Earlier tonight Noah and I invaded Ken's house to play Splinter Cell. The gameplay was decent, with seemingly much more emphasis placed on stealth than in Metal Gear Solid and possibly in Metal Gear Solid 2. Combat seemed to be pretty difficult, however, with Noah getting killed in the majority of encounters. So you might say there's more incentive to be stealthy. In most cases, though, it was not a complicated feat to escape from pursuers after being seen, which was not always the case in MGS2. So I don't know. Maybe the combat is just bad. Camera and character control weren't as dead on as in MGS2, either. However, there were about a zillion environments apparently thrown in just to show off the game's crazy lighting effects. (We were playing the Xbox version.) The consensus was that it was a very pretty game. Despite Mr. Sam Fisher's arsenal of cool moves and gadgets, however, we got bored before the first mission was over and decided to pop in The Thing. The Thing is basically the X-Files episode where they go up to Alaska or wherever because a research team was killed by little prehistoric worms, except in this game a team of soldiers go to Antarctica because a research team has been killed by huge mutant alien bugs from outer space. That was the impression the intro cinema gave us, anyway. It turns out the actual plot involves the team going to Antarctica and then becoming bored because nothing happens. So we played Final Fantasy VI for a while.

I put up some new photos. I'm also very tired and going to bed.

Lots of interesting things

helfen - to helf

ich helfe
du hilfst
er/sie/es hilft
wir helfen
ihr helft
Sie/sie helfen

You don't even play piano

Hey, Richard! Yeah, the one who drives the 24X on Saturdays. You're a bastard.

Anyway. Last night our sink got backed up or something, so we used the red phone to call the emergency maintenance line. They said they would send a guy over this morning. So naturally the guy shows up after 3PM today, after our sink had begun to overflow because for some reason the upstairs plumbing/shower was backing up some unholy cockroach Christ in a basket bile into our sink, while Jason and I bailed it out the front door. I feel like our kitchen will never be clean again.

I also have this final tomorrow and it's one of those finals where "if you did all the reading, you'll be fine." It's not the fact that I haven't done all the reading that bothers me, it's that this is the absolute scrubbiest loser excuse for final study tips my professors give. This is just a little more unreasonable in this case because 1) the reader is the size of a phonebook for a small city and 2) it's worth 50% of the final grade.

Then I have two more finals the next day.

I will be so glad when Tuesday is over.

Fear is the mind killer

I was just thinking I'd like to do some kind of music list like the one Torke has. It would be something to put in the audio section. Of course, I have no idea when I'll get around to it and I would totally become one of those annoying people whose song lists turn up on Google when you have to resort to the Web for MP3s. Ah, such choices.

Kurolera the factory chief

I completely forgot to mention that one of the characters in Die Another Day looks like the evil Conan O'Brien. I remember that being one of my primary reasons for writing a little thing on the movie on the first place but I guess that detail slipped away.

I was standing at the bus stop on Tuesday and, without turning my head, counted five people talking away on cell phones. Which makes me sort of annoyed with myself for owning one.

Staying on the subject of buses, I decided to stand up for the ride back on Tuesday because it only lasts for like five minutes. It's not that there weren't seats available, I just didn't feel like sitting down. So here's the question of the week: Is it lazier to sit down for a five minute bus ride, or to stand up because it's too much of an inconvenience to sit down and have to stand up again?

Moving to the subject of U2. I have been tempted to label Achtung Baby as the best U2 album, although I've been reluctant to because it doesn't contain "Where the Streets Have No Name," which I have long considered to be the single best U2 song. Today, though, after careful thought and consideration, I managed to pinpoint the best part of any U2 song to be the little part at the end of "Another Time, Another Place," when Bono sings in Gaelic. It's a fact.

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Older: November 2002
Newer: January 2003