Labels: half life, movies, procrastination, video games

Labels: gays, movies

I feel really wierd sitting in my own skin, as though it's not my own, like watching a very boring television program. I am simply waiting for the narration to clue me in on my very strange new story. You could call it a Matrix Moment if you'd want, though that's a bit dramatic.

These moments are useful for their disassociated and analytical perspective on my life - conveying the urgency with which I need to get better (I've been sick), get some work done and maybe foremost, get a new but equally well -paid job that I do not loathe.

Of course the irony of it is that I often find the book's world a far more comforting and seductive place than my own; it is a real tragedy that this still applies when I am reading an academic-toned horror story! Its irony is that I do not wish to use that proper and analytical perspective but rather I would curl up and continue reading with my back to my life's continued decay.

Currently reading : The Historian By Elizabeth Kostova

Labels: books, movies, random, sick

As an additional aside, Rachel wants to teach our (future) kids to say, "My spleen!" instead of "ow!" -- figures they'll get more attention that way.

Currently listening : Get Behind Me Satan By The White Stripes Release date: 12:00 AM

Labels: kids, movies, random, spleen

Today I realised that the closest I've ever come to tripping acid was when I saw Beavis and Butthead Do America's White Zombie sequence in the theaters when it came out. But isn't that close enough?

I heard a 4/4 meter elevator music version of Take 5 by Dave Brubeck in Taco Bell today and am having a hard time not stalking and murdering whoever did it. For those of you who don't know - shame on you - Take 5 was a very famous jazz standard, and one of the only songs commonly played on the radio that is in 5/4 time (that is, it has five beats per measure).

Currently listening : Americano By Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers Release date: 12:00 AM

Labels: caffeine, drugs, jazz, movies, music

She went to the U of A the same time I did, and went into the theater. I didn't see her a lot, but went to her shows (though often she never knew - I never did work up that nerve) when I could and have always suspected she'd do well. Since I've been looking up my old friends and aquaintences, I looked her up.

And she's been on "The O.C.", and "That 70's Show", and she's got a new movie. Awesome?! YES! Go Catherine! Woot! I wonder if I can even still contact her.

I also found Steph, whom I also had a terrible crush in my early years at UA, but hung out with me and introduced me to more super cool things than I could properly list. This is fun. I just hope they'll remember me.

Currently reading : BLACK SHRIKE By Alistair Maclean

Labels: Brophy, college, friends, movies, nostalgia, school, stories, true, TV

Also, in anime especially (think Ruroni Kenshin), it's easy to tell how 'tough' the person is by how much trouble the artists and creators took to create an interesting backstory and/or visage. A masked nobody is going to die no matter what - while the complex, detailed character won't go out for quite a while. The list I have of hero:villain ratios goes like this:

>100:1 - Fodder
50:1 - Nameless, faceless mook
25:1 - Mook (group name)
15:1 - Punk
7:1 - Goon
4:1 - Agent
2:1 - Henchman
1:1 - Villain
1:2 - Leader
1:4 - Boss
1:>5 - Archvillain

It seems about right to me. Of course, there are times that the distinctions get a bit fuzzy .. Agent Smith in the Matrix movies went from Villain to Fodder, at least for Neo.

Currently listening : Use Your Illusion 2 By Guns N Roses

Labels: anime, movies, random, rant, rules, stories