Looking back......I noticed that I started this Waste Of Space so-called 'diary' and made my first post on December 28, 2003. So, in a few months it will be a full 2 years. Wow. Things have really changed since then; for example, here's something that I would NOT have really said 2 years ago: "Wow, if I keep this up for two years, I need to have a celebration to mark the anniversary of my blog. I think I'll just get wasted out of my mind b/c that's the cool thing to do and I'm all about being cool."
Sheesh, things have changed.
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Speaking of boring and updating, I have actually been busy lately, plus it's the summer so my mind is preoccupied and drained by the summer blockbusters so I haven't been posting alot. Maybe in the fall and winter I will get depressed again and spout off lame shit about how much life sucks. But then again, you will get bored b/c I won't be telling you anything new. Life sucks for everyone. Dang, now I'm getting depressed.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Ahhh......Sheryl Crow.......
A good reason to NOT buy a Dell. Thank you corporate spokespersons!
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So why the heck is it that I have really no time to read books, I have a stack of books a year old that I have yet to read......but when I walk into a book store I can't help but buy a book and I see so many that I want to buy? I mean, there's a whole other world out there if you are a reader. But at this point it's hard for me to budget time for reading, b/c my current 'thing' is supposed to be watching movies. But, I walk into a book store, and I'm ready to give all that up at a moment's notice. It's like a religious experience.....but my movies and TV shows are my vices.
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Rebates.
Yes.....rebate offers are bollocks. Here's the deal: Usually they are so complicated or so specific that it's better to just let that $100 go than to try to redeem it. Here's an example:
I'm trying to redeem a Circuit City rebate, and here's the problem: not only do I have to get copies of reciepts, and copies of UPC codes, but I also have to verify everything on the receipts. Here's where I found a mistake: My address was incorrectly listed as me living in 'Laurel, MS 34900'. Now.....even if I mumbled, HOW IN THE HOLY HECK could 'Calhoun City, MS 38916' been heard incorrectly? Now, if I didn't catch that, my rebate would have been invalid or sent to the wrong address. Thusly, I would be out 100 clams. Or dollars.
Just an observation.
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So why the heck is it that I have really no time to read books, I have a stack of books a year old that I have yet to read......but when I walk into a book store I can't help but buy a book and I see so many that I want to buy? I mean, there's a whole other world out there if you are a reader. But at this point it's hard for me to budget time for reading, b/c my current 'thing' is supposed to be watching movies. But, I walk into a book store, and I'm ready to give all that up at a moment's notice. It's like a religious experience.....but my movies and TV shows are my vices.
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Rebates.
Yes.....rebate offers are bollocks. Here's the deal: Usually they are so complicated or so specific that it's better to just let that $100 go than to try to redeem it. Here's an example:
I'm trying to redeem a Circuit City rebate, and here's the problem: not only do I have to get copies of reciepts, and copies of UPC codes, but I also have to verify everything on the receipts. Here's where I found a mistake: My address was incorrectly listed as me living in 'Laurel, MS 34900'. Now.....even if I mumbled, HOW IN THE HOLY HECK could 'Calhoun City, MS 38916' been heard incorrectly? Now, if I didn't catch that, my rebate would have been invalid or sent to the wrong address. Thusly, I would be out 100 clams. Or dollars.
Just an observation.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Morgan Freeman Can Do Whatever He Wants...
Tonight's topic: Penguin Doodles. Penguins in heat. Cold as a bucket of Penguin Poop.
No no no.......the movie was nothing like that.
I got to see 'March Of The Penguins' Friday night and again, I was stupefied my these nature films.
Ok, of late I have watched (actually it was about a year ago in my documentary class, which I promptly got from Netflix) a movie called "Winged Migration." It's made by a French filmmaker and follows the migration of a flock of geese. Well, watching this movie is stunning.....you actually fly with the birds, right next to them in the air. There is a bit of emotion: heartbreak when some of them die, and happiness at the sheer beauty. Lots more emotions, just don't feel like mentioning them now.
Anyway......turns out that when you watch the special features you realize you have been slightly tricked. The movie took four years to make: They actually bred the birds, built ultralight planes that were quiet, but raised the birds and trained them to fly with the planes so they could be filmed. It was a documentary of sorts, but it was more about the beauty of migration than about getting it on film as it happens naturally.
Which brings me to penguins.
From what I can find, this movie was actually shot on location and captured the true story of how Emperor Penguins march 70 miles, breed, then several weeks later when the egg is....ummmm, born?......it is handed to the father as the mother waddles back 70 miles to eat. Meanwhile, the eggs are hatched under the fathers' care, but the fathers haven't eaten for 4 months, so they have to wait for the mothers to return. When they do, the chicks are fed by the moms, then handed off to the mothers whle the dads go eat (70 miles away). Then, when the fathers return, there is much rejoicing......as the chicks learn to walk and be Emperor Penguins. Then, the mothers and fathers must leave and waddle back home 70 miles away, leaving the chicks to themselves......until spring comes and the ice breaks away so that the ocean is only a few hundred yards away, after which the chicks make their way to the ocean and swim away.......only to return in 4 years to breed.
And all that happens in 85 fantastic minutes----but it's a bit more complex than that on film. As the posters say: it is a story about love. It's just so amazing to see what these penguins do and how they live and survive. I really do like nature films, and this is one for the books.
Oh, and Morgan Freeman narrates.
No no no.......the movie was nothing like that.
I got to see 'March Of The Penguins' Friday night and again, I was stupefied my these nature films.
Ok, of late I have watched (actually it was about a year ago in my documentary class, which I promptly got from Netflix) a movie called "Winged Migration." It's made by a French filmmaker and follows the migration of a flock of geese. Well, watching this movie is stunning.....you actually fly with the birds, right next to them in the air. There is a bit of emotion: heartbreak when some of them die, and happiness at the sheer beauty. Lots more emotions, just don't feel like mentioning them now.
Anyway......turns out that when you watch the special features you realize you have been slightly tricked. The movie took four years to make: They actually bred the birds, built ultralight planes that were quiet, but raised the birds and trained them to fly with the planes so they could be filmed. It was a documentary of sorts, but it was more about the beauty of migration than about getting it on film as it happens naturally.
Which brings me to penguins.
From what I can find, this movie was actually shot on location and captured the true story of how Emperor Penguins march 70 miles, breed, then several weeks later when the egg is....ummmm, born?......it is handed to the father as the mother waddles back 70 miles to eat. Meanwhile, the eggs are hatched under the fathers' care, but the fathers haven't eaten for 4 months, so they have to wait for the mothers to return. When they do, the chicks are fed by the moms, then handed off to the mothers whle the dads go eat (70 miles away). Then, when the fathers return, there is much rejoicing......as the chicks learn to walk and be Emperor Penguins. Then, the mothers and fathers must leave and waddle back home 70 miles away, leaving the chicks to themselves......until spring comes and the ice breaks away so that the ocean is only a few hundred yards away, after which the chicks make their way to the ocean and swim away.......only to return in 4 years to breed.
And all that happens in 85 fantastic minutes----but it's a bit more complex than that on film. As the posters say: it is a story about love. It's just so amazing to see what these penguins do and how they live and survive. I really do like nature films, and this is one for the books.
Oh, and Morgan Freeman narrates.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
DillyDally
Would the Presidential Prayer Team still exist if John Kerry would have been elected? I doubt so.
Don't you hate when you call a wrong number.....and the person is really rude about it? I think so.
And yes.....b/c of the new T.G.I.Friday's commercial where the guy dances to 'Tequila' on the table......I have ordered "Pee Wee's Big Adventure." So sue me.
Anyway......it was Tim Burton's first movie so yeayyy!
Don't you hate when you call a wrong number.....and the person is really rude about it? I think so.
And yes.....b/c of the new T.G.I.Friday's commercial where the guy dances to 'Tequila' on the table......I have ordered "Pee Wee's Big Adventure." So sue me.
Anyway......it was Tim Burton's first movie so yeayyy!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Daisy Steiner: Case-In-Point
Oh, that lovable fantasy-roomate Daisy Steiner.
Her hangup.......she is work-weary. She avoids work whenever possible. She obviously has the creative talent, but when she sits down at the typewriter, she immediately finds something else to do or welcomes a visit from Brian or Marsha.
I often feel that I'm like Daisy.
You see, every time that I see JoelG (which is a rarer occasion these days) he always asks if I'm doing anything creative now. When I reply that I don't, he gets mad, and tells me that I have to have done something the next time he sees me.
But my problem is that I just don't feel that creative jump. I mean I have ideas and bits and pieces, but I just don't do anything about them. What I want to do requires money, time, and a great deal of help.
But bollocks to all that....it's really late I should be in bed but I have an eBay auction ending soon and I have to stay awake to win......................dammit.
Her hangup.......she is work-weary. She avoids work whenever possible. She obviously has the creative talent, but when she sits down at the typewriter, she immediately finds something else to do or welcomes a visit from Brian or Marsha.
I often feel that I'm like Daisy.
You see, every time that I see JoelG (which is a rarer occasion these days) he always asks if I'm doing anything creative now. When I reply that I don't, he gets mad, and tells me that I have to have done something the next time he sees me.
But my problem is that I just don't feel that creative jump. I mean I have ideas and bits and pieces, but I just don't do anything about them. What I want to do requires money, time, and a great deal of help.
But bollocks to all that....it's really late I should be in bed but I have an eBay auction ending soon and I have to stay awake to win......................dammit.
You're Ugly And Hung Like A Hampster.....
So my dad came home Sunday for a 2-week leave. Actually, it was nothing special or a big to-do about it. It was mostly like every other day when he used to come home:
Put his wallet and watch in the breadbox, and walk back to the bathroom. After about 15 minutes you can hear my mom say "You can flush now" and light a candle. Ahhhh....good to have him back.
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So all in the course of one day I have:
1. Purchased tickets to "Prairie Home Companion" at the BancorpSouth in Tupelo on August 16. I'm giddy as a schoolgirl for that one. Maybe in the fall I can drive to St. Paul to see it live.
2. Tried to buy a 5-pack stick of gum when I was running late....only to have the 4 cashiers at the gas station with the register open and the tray out and disconnecting the credit-card reader and saying "It'll be a few minutes."
3. Walked by a box of those pool noodle/floaty things at WalMart as they [at the SAME instant] fell over onto me. I could have sworn I was on Candid Camera. Look for me....
4. Hugged JoelG (twice) and heard him use the term "GrudgeFuck."
5. Played (to shitty avail) a banjo.
Put his wallet and watch in the breadbox, and walk back to the bathroom. After about 15 minutes you can hear my mom say "You can flush now" and light a candle. Ahhhh....good to have him back.
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So all in the course of one day I have:
1. Purchased tickets to "Prairie Home Companion" at the BancorpSouth in Tupelo on August 16. I'm giddy as a schoolgirl for that one. Maybe in the fall I can drive to St. Paul to see it live.
2. Tried to buy a 5-pack stick of gum when I was running late....only to have the 4 cashiers at the gas station with the register open and the tray out and disconnecting the credit-card reader and saying "It'll be a few minutes."
3. Walked by a box of those pool noodle/floaty things at WalMart as they [at the SAME instant] fell over onto me. I could have sworn I was on Candid Camera. Look for me....
4. Hugged JoelG (twice) and heard him use the term "GrudgeFuck."
5. Played (to shitty avail) a banjo.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
TwistAndDoShit
Wow.....that was a bit weird, huh?
Ok here's what happened (as if I were NOT going to tell):
So my brother's 10-year high school reunion was tonight, but obviously he couldn't go b/c there's a little skirmish in the mid-east right now, and he's having to help with that. So one of his friends called today and wanted to come by and pick up any pics we had of him over there just to take so he could still 'go to the reunion' or whatever.
So the dude comes in (btw....it's the "He took my boat" guy from Ultra Run 2) and has to wait for me to print out the pics. So he's standing in my room looking over my collection, and we are totally talking about movies. He actually knew what "Osama" was. He saw Marvin on my desktop and said "I see you have Marvin on your desktop. He has 1.) LISTENED to the Hitchhiker's Guide, 2.) READ at least the first book and 3.) SAW the movie, and agreed that it was really dumbed down and Americanized. He loved 'Batman Begins', enjoyed 'War Of The Worlds' until the end, hated 'The Forgotten', and wanted to know if 'Donnie Darko' would really blow his mind.
There's alot more, but I just thought it was neat that we had similar (and decent) tastes in movies. I forgot to ask about "Shaun" though, and if I would have thought I would have given him 'Spaced.'
Oh well.......I'll probably see him in a few years.
Ok here's what happened (as if I were NOT going to tell):
So my brother's 10-year high school reunion was tonight, but obviously he couldn't go b/c there's a little skirmish in the mid-east right now, and he's having to help with that. So one of his friends called today and wanted to come by and pick up any pics we had of him over there just to take so he could still 'go to the reunion' or whatever.
So the dude comes in (btw....it's the "He took my boat" guy from Ultra Run 2) and has to wait for me to print out the pics. So he's standing in my room looking over my collection, and we are totally talking about movies. He actually knew what "Osama" was. He saw Marvin on my desktop and said "I see you have Marvin on your desktop. He has 1.) LISTENED to the Hitchhiker's Guide, 2.) READ at least the first book and 3.) SAW the movie, and agreed that it was really dumbed down and Americanized. He loved 'Batman Begins', enjoyed 'War Of The Worlds' until the end, hated 'The Forgotten', and wanted to know if 'Donnie Darko' would really blow his mind.
There's alot more, but I just thought it was neat that we had similar (and decent) tastes in movies. I forgot to ask about "Shaun" though, and if I would have thought I would have given him 'Spaced.'
Oh well.......I'll probably see him in a few years.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Smorgasboard Of Eccentricities
So I just rememberd the $20 I'll never see again:
Last week, we pulled into the Malco at Tupelo and as I was getting out of my side when a woman was standing there. The first thing she said was that she wasn't trying to freak me out or anything...which usually happens when I open a door and a woman is waiting to talk to me.
She gave her sad story of how she was visiting someone in the hospital, and someone stole her purse and she had twin babies at home that she needed to get to, yet she needed gas money and some to buy fix-a-flat for her car (and maybe enough for a soda also) and that her friend who works at the theater wasn't there so she was basically stranded. Now, all of this seemed credible b/c she said she was from Bruce and all this.
So, being the good samaritan that I am I gave her money and my address so she could repay me. Now, all of this would have been solved if I was mechanically inclined and I could have gone to look at her car and truly help her. BUUUUUTTTT........we were almost late for the movie and, I mean shit man, it was "War Of The Worlds", I wasn't gonna miss that for some slut who needed money for cocaine.
Which brings me to my philosophy: Do a good deed for someone. 'Good deed' is defined as something that makes someone else happy. Whether that means helping them get home to feed their babies or buy some crack to smoke or even jerk off a quadrapeligic. (that was just once, and I wore eye protection) Do what you gotta do, mon frer.
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Over the course of the last 7 days I have •acquired a 'porn buddy', •smoked alot of cigarettes, •in 2 days consumed more calories than the past 7 days, •learned that sometimes your passion can mean more to you than family and you may still seem happy even though most people just laugh at your passion, •discussed to great length (yet not with much embarrassment or alcohol) what 'the whole deal' is with me and that other people may actually see me differently than how I see myself, •watched an episode of "The O.C.," •gotten into a state of anxiety/depression brought on by work, •in the course of an hour poured my soul out onto the table yet somehow brought it back to George Lucas and promtly put a stop to that, •got caught with a Bette Midler CD, and •at some point called you an asshole, though not to your face.
I just thought I could sum up lots of things without detail. I also sometimes loathe this blog, yet also take it for granted. I try to resist those shitty 'what does it all mean' posts, as well as those 'hey, I bought a new StarWars toy today' posts. I really don't know what my readers want. So I hope that just exposing you to new things is what I do, not boring crap you already know/don't care about.
peace out, homies
Last week, we pulled into the Malco at Tupelo and as I was getting out of my side when a woman was standing there. The first thing she said was that she wasn't trying to freak me out or anything...which usually happens when I open a door and a woman is waiting to talk to me.
She gave her sad story of how she was visiting someone in the hospital, and someone stole her purse and she had twin babies at home that she needed to get to, yet she needed gas money and some to buy fix-a-flat for her car (and maybe enough for a soda also) and that her friend who works at the theater wasn't there so she was basically stranded. Now, all of this seemed credible b/c she said she was from Bruce and all this.
So, being the good samaritan that I am I gave her money and my address so she could repay me. Now, all of this would have been solved if I was mechanically inclined and I could have gone to look at her car and truly help her. BUUUUUTTTT........we were almost late for the movie and, I mean shit man, it was "War Of The Worlds", I wasn't gonna miss that for some slut who needed money for cocaine.
Which brings me to my philosophy: Do a good deed for someone. 'Good deed' is defined as something that makes someone else happy. Whether that means helping them get home to feed their babies or buy some crack to smoke or even jerk off a quadrapeligic. (that was just once, and I wore eye protection) Do what you gotta do, mon frer.
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Over the course of the last 7 days I have •acquired a 'porn buddy', •smoked alot of cigarettes, •in 2 days consumed more calories than the past 7 days, •learned that sometimes your passion can mean more to you than family and you may still seem happy even though most people just laugh at your passion, •discussed to great length (yet not with much embarrassment or alcohol) what 'the whole deal' is with me and that other people may actually see me differently than how I see myself, •watched an episode of "The O.C.," •gotten into a state of anxiety/depression brought on by work, •in the course of an hour poured my soul out onto the table yet somehow brought it back to George Lucas and promtly put a stop to that, •got caught with a Bette Midler CD, and •at some point called you an asshole, though not to your face.
I just thought I could sum up lots of things without detail. I also sometimes loathe this blog, yet also take it for granted. I try to resist those shitty 'what does it all mean' posts, as well as those 'hey, I bought a new StarWars toy today' posts. I really don't know what my readers want. So I hope that just exposing you to new things is what I do, not boring crap you already know/don't care about.
peace out, homies
Tuesday, July 5, 2005
Ok, I promise to crappily review "War Of The Worlds" as soon as I feel like it and hopefully before I forget it. Until then......
Well I'm saddened tonight; I went to ptanderson.com to see what my favorite director's current film projects are and discovered that the site is closing for good. The reason? Lack of any news.
So.....has the slack for "Magnolia" finally got to him? Have enough retards who thought "Punch-Drunk Love" 'wasn't funny' finally influenced him to stop making movies? I mean, come on, everyone loved "Boogie Nights", well, everyone except Don, but he has shitty tastes in movies anyway.
Oh well....the good news is that Cameron Crowe's got a new film coming soon, "Elizabethtown," and it stars (hooray!) Orlando Bloom.....or as I call him, 'Legolas.' It looks pretty good....I mean previews are misleading but Cameron always [a.] writes a good story and [b.] has a good soundtrack to his movies.
I'll sign off now.....I'm feeling unloved again.
Well I'm saddened tonight; I went to ptanderson.com to see what my favorite director's current film projects are and discovered that the site is closing for good. The reason? Lack of any news.
So.....has the slack for "Magnolia" finally got to him? Have enough retards who thought "Punch-Drunk Love" 'wasn't funny' finally influenced him to stop making movies? I mean, come on, everyone loved "Boogie Nights", well, everyone except Don, but he has shitty tastes in movies anyway.
Oh well....the good news is that Cameron Crowe's got a new film coming soon, "Elizabethtown," and it stars (hooray!) Orlando Bloom.....or as I call him, 'Legolas.' It looks pretty good....I mean previews are misleading but Cameron always [a.] writes a good story and [b.] has a good soundtrack to his movies.
I'll sign off now.....I'm feeling unloved again.
Monday, July 4, 2005
So.......
Who else watched an Expressionistic German silent film today?
Oddly enough, this guy is probably the basis for the look of Edward Scissorhands:
(Not a good picture of him walking, thoug)
Saturday, July 2, 2005
Hit Me Baby, One More Time.....
So yet another wedding today. (I mean I was actually IN one this time.)
Thankfully, after this one I don't feel depressed and my life doesn't seem much different (once AGAIN I'm thinking about ME ME ME......to heck with other people's feelings). After Andrew's wedding I think I went home and just went to bed. It kinda made me feel sick inside b/c I knew things would be different.
And, to make it better this is also a recent wedding in which I was NOT told by the mom of the bride that "It should have been me up there....I was the one she should have married."
And yes....I am dead serious when I tell you that at least 2 (two) moms have said that to me/about me while at a wedding in the past few years. It seems like there is one more, but I can't think of it right now. I'm probably just being pretentious or pompous or both or whatever.
But no, I think it was cool and I wasn't reminded of how some people are just meant to be happy yet I have to bear this burden of being unhappy forever. BUUUTTTTTTT....in the second series of "Spaced," Brian finds out that if he is actually happy and dating Twist....he loses any inspiration for his [bleak] art. Maybe that's what I'm meant to do. I'm supposed to videotape people's weddings, and out of frustration for the happiness that they have, I strive to make their video look as good as I want it to be (wishing that I were in their places) and it turns out excellent.
Either that or they have poor lighting and it looks like crap.
Thankfully, after this one I don't feel depressed and my life doesn't seem much different (once AGAIN I'm thinking about ME ME ME......to heck with other people's feelings). After Andrew's wedding I think I went home and just went to bed. It kinda made me feel sick inside b/c I knew things would be different.
And, to make it better this is also a recent wedding in which I was NOT told by the mom of the bride that "It should have been me up there....I was the one she should have married."
And yes....I am dead serious when I tell you that at least 2 (two) moms have said that to me/about me while at a wedding in the past few years. It seems like there is one more, but I can't think of it right now. I'm probably just being pretentious or pompous or both or whatever.
But no, I think it was cool and I wasn't reminded of how some people are just meant to be happy yet I have to bear this burden of being unhappy forever. BUUUTTTTTTT....in the second series of "Spaced," Brian finds out that if he is actually happy and dating Twist....he loses any inspiration for his [bleak] art. Maybe that's what I'm meant to do. I'm supposed to videotape people's weddings, and out of frustration for the happiness that they have, I strive to make their video look as good as I want it to be (wishing that I were in their places) and it turns out excellent.
Either that or they have poor lighting and it looks like crap.
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