Saturday, May 28, 2005
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Revenge of the Sith... brutally violent cartoon...
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Revenge of the Sith... brutally violent cartoon...
“When a cat is dropped, it always lands on its feet, and when toast is dropped, it always lands with the buttered side facing down. I propose to strap buttered toast to the back of a cat; the two will hover, spinning inches above the ground. With a giant buttered cat array, a high-speed monorail could easily link major metropolitan areas.”
Once again, I'd like to thank my brilliant page-a-day calendar. Mysteries of the universe are nothing compared to geeks with too much time on their hands.
Speaking of geeks, Jamie wishes to discuss Star Wars and so I shall. Like all the films I've seen, I liked it much better the first time I saw it. The second time I saw it, the things that annoyed me the first time really grated. Such as the terrible "I love you," "no, I love YOU" talk between Anakin and Padme, and Darth Vader's ridiculous "NOOOO!!!" at the end of the film.
That said, I went out and bought the original trilogy shortly after viewing this film. A few minutes into A New Hope and I remembered why I love Star Wars and it's not because George Lucas has figured out that animation is cheaper and less effort, it's because real Stormtroopers are just that much cooler. ENHANCING a film through it's backgrounds, or the number of troops, or things along that side are fine. I'm all about that. But that scene in Episode III when all the wookies stand up and cheer is just painful when a making-of documentary I saw shows that there were only four guys there.
Lucas, stop being a lazy prick. Then again, I suppose it's all moot now. Still, my complaint is that 90 minutes of Episode III is a cartoon, and therefore not the movie I wanted. Take notes from Peter Jackson, who although has a great deal of computer effects in his film as well, at least did his best to make as much of it as real as possible. To the point where it becomes very hard to tell what is and what isn't real. Gollum vs. Yoda.
Enough said.
Still, the final battle and epilogue to the movie were more than satisfying and a treat after the first two films. I left the theatre satisfied, which was all I could have hoped for. General Grievous is a personal favorite. I bought the action figure.
Once again, I'd like to thank my brilliant page-a-day calendar. Mysteries of the universe are nothing compared to geeks with too much time on their hands.
Speaking of geeks, Jamie wishes to discuss Star Wars and so I shall. Like all the films I've seen, I liked it much better the first time I saw it. The second time I saw it, the things that annoyed me the first time really grated. Such as the terrible "I love you," "no, I love YOU" talk between Anakin and Padme, and Darth Vader's ridiculous "NOOOO!!!" at the end of the film.
That said, I went out and bought the original trilogy shortly after viewing this film. A few minutes into A New Hope and I remembered why I love Star Wars and it's not because George Lucas has figured out that animation is cheaper and less effort, it's because real Stormtroopers are just that much cooler. ENHANCING a film through it's backgrounds, or the number of troops, or things along that side are fine. I'm all about that. But that scene in Episode III when all the wookies stand up and cheer is just painful when a making-of documentary I saw shows that there were only four guys there.
Lucas, stop being a lazy prick. Then again, I suppose it's all moot now. Still, my complaint is that 90 minutes of Episode III is a cartoon, and therefore not the movie I wanted. Take notes from Peter Jackson, who although has a great deal of computer effects in his film as well, at least did his best to make as much of it as real as possible. To the point where it becomes very hard to tell what is and what isn't real. Gollum vs. Yoda.
Enough said.
Still, the final battle and epilogue to the movie were more than satisfying and a treat after the first two films. I left the theatre satisfied, which was all I could have hoped for. General Grievous is a personal favorite. I bought the action figure.
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Monday, May 23, 2005
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After being gone a little over a week, my sweet Catherine will arrive home tonight. I'll be leaving shortly to go to the airport to pick her up.
It's amazing what a little time apart can do. I've missed her so much, and it's reminded me why I love her so much. Though the times apart kind of suck, they make the reunion that much sweeter.
Hopefully she brought me home a present!!
It's amazing what a little time apart can do. I've missed her so much, and it's reminded me why I love her so much. Though the times apart kind of suck, they make the reunion that much sweeter.
Hopefully she brought me home a present!!
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Thursday, May 12, 2005
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My co-workers insist I've gone mad, but I think it's because they're blind to the horrible truth that there are, in fact, gnomes at work in the building.
Each night I go home leaving my desk area unmolested. It's in prime condition with a row of assembled Kinder Surpise toys lining one end of my shelf, a small Kubrick Spider-Man figure hanging from my inbox tray, and a few pictures scattered around my area.
And then I come back the next morning and things are... different.
It started with Spider-Man. He was fine and dandy most of the time, but then one day I came in and he was facing the wrong way. Nathan, one of my co-workers was my first suspect. He's had it in for me since I started chucking paper clips at him. He denies it, but I'm still not sure.
It happened again the next day and the day after. Then things seemed fine.
Until I looked at my Kinder toys. Someone clearly moved my metal X-Men figurines around. They were all together, then suddenly apart.
Today it got worse. Two toys that were previously "chasing" each other now faced each other. The X-Men were moved out of order. My martian Kinder had flown away to the other end of the table.
This is the work of an evil genius. One who must be stopped.
I still suspect Nathan, as he's here long after the rest of us go home. I wish there was some way to set up a trap to catch the culprit. They all tell me I'm paranoid, or that the cleaner's are having a go at me.
I'll get them. I'll make them ALL pay.
Each night I go home leaving my desk area unmolested. It's in prime condition with a row of assembled Kinder Surpise toys lining one end of my shelf, a small Kubrick Spider-Man figure hanging from my inbox tray, and a few pictures scattered around my area.
And then I come back the next morning and things are... different.
It started with Spider-Man. He was fine and dandy most of the time, but then one day I came in and he was facing the wrong way. Nathan, one of my co-workers was my first suspect. He's had it in for me since I started chucking paper clips at him. He denies it, but I'm still not sure.
It happened again the next day and the day after. Then things seemed fine.
Until I looked at my Kinder toys. Someone clearly moved my metal X-Men figurines around. They were all together, then suddenly apart.
Today it got worse. Two toys that were previously "chasing" each other now faced each other. The X-Men were moved out of order. My martian Kinder had flown away to the other end of the table.
This is the work of an evil genius. One who must be stopped.
I still suspect Nathan, as he's here long after the rest of us go home. I wish there was some way to set up a trap to catch the culprit. They all tell me I'm paranoid, or that the cleaner's are having a go at me.
I'll get them. I'll make them ALL pay.
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