Monday, March 24, 2008

Yet Another Good Excuse to Get a Tattoo

Whenever this concept gets fully approved for human use, I'm gonna have to try it out.
Happy (belated) Easter to all of you who observe such holidays. To those who don't, if you got the weekend off, congrats.

Mine was spent in a pretty sporadic fashion; I slept for about 1 hour out of the first 48 of my time off, and I felt more awake and alive than I had all that week. It was nice to have some decent weather over the break; it got to about 80 degrees for one of the days, so I went for a walk. By our school is the Reynolda Gardens; it's free to the public, but open for only a few hours each day. The greenhouses are nice, and the best part of them is the cactus collection. I'll have to be sure to take some photos when I get a chance to go back, especially when everything is in full bloom. The weeping cherry trees were especially peaceful to watch in the breeze...

My night life wasn't as exciting as it could be, given that most of the clubbing-type folk were gone. However, I did spend it with a great friend enjoying vodka-pineapple smoothies and tequila shots (they did not partake in the tequila, however) while watching Hot Fuzz and Bad Boys.

Yesterday, I had the chance to see Horton Hears a Who, which, to my surprise, was enjoyable. I did not exactly look forward to seeing it when I started the venture, but I figured it couldn't be as big a waste of money as the failure known as Beowulf. Don't get me wrong, the book was fantastic, but the only good part of the film was how they portrayed Grendel. Having Crispin Glover play him was the only smart thing about the movie.

ANYWHO, Horton was decent. It was funny, stayed true in an overall sense to the book (I've never read the book, but so what?), and even kept my attention. I can definitely see why it's number 1 in the box office; it's definitely better than most of the garbage that's being dumped on us.

Friday, March 14, 2008

I Knew It!

Alright, let's go ahead and get this out of the way: I hate gnomes. With a burning passion so deep, so powerful, that if concentrated, it could melt steel. I hate garden gnomes, lawn gnomes, and whatever else you want to call them. I'm normally a fairly rational and reasonable person, but I canNOT stand those little bastards, and honestly do believe there is some evil intent behind their design.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you now EVIDENCE that I am not insane. I have stated quite often to my friends that gnomes would one day start a revolution against mankind, and here is that evidence. Why they started in South America is beyond me, but hopefully the villagers can kill it dead.

Arbitrary Posting

It's been a while, so I figured I'd post something for the heck of it.

I would go into this whole political rant over why I don't want to really support either candidate of the Democratic party that's still running (though I've never supported a Republican), and I could take a good page to do that. However, it would just turn out to be the same old rhetoric everyone else is spewing. I do want to say that my mom did make the smartest statement that she's ever made concerning our discussions on politics today: "I just think I'm not going to vote." I really do think that'd be best for her, anyway. Honestly, it really is the most logical thing she's said concerning politics.

ANYWAY, so instead of political rants, here's a video of Disco Ernie, an 88-year old male stripper.

*Update* -
I regret to announce that apparently Ernie died in 2003 at the tender age of
89. Damn shame; I was hoping to get him for my friend's upcoming 21st.