Month: January 2005

I had a great time last night meeting and at Backspace. It was an interesting venue. Great place to hang with friends, but I don’t know about meeting locals there, seemed a bit un-friendly for that. Coffee was very nice, though.

Our talk was centered around Japan and Childhood TV nostalgia. Mentioned were the Thundercats Out-takes that went around teh interweb a few years ago.

For those who did not listen to them and for those who want to listen to them again, I’ve stuck them at Sylvan Fells so all can have a giggle. My favourite is Mumm-Ra saying “I want to see your tits, my dear.” Comedy gold, I assure you.

Synchronicity popped up when we learned that lives very near another friend of mine and I have seen his auto (and remarked that the owner had fine taste in music).

Fun Fun Fun!

P.S. I’m still pissed at the strangely warm weather. 40 degrees? WTF?!

I’m headed to http://www.backspace.bz/ tonight to meet some LJ users whom I have not yet met. Fun Fun FUn!

I knew of his art, but I didn’t know of his writing. I’m going to read a bunch of his stuff on Icelandic sagas and such for the Tolkien class. Apparrently, he was a big influence on T. Interesting….

Everyone loves a whipping boy.

It is fun to decide (for fun and whimsy) to hate something with a faux vehemence. At least it is for me. ‘Cause it’s fun to hate, I have to admit.

For instance, I hate Jimmy Buffet. In a real sense i actually am quite indifferent to him, but that’s so boring. So, for fun, I hate. It is a much more creative emotion than indifference. I personally blame the Margarita for the demise of cocktail culture, eschew corona for its place in the bland unrefined palate of beer drinkers, and adore actual polynesian pop (and cuban/carribean ‘tropical’ pop culture of the 30’s, 40’s). So who becomes the antithesis of the pedestrian versions of these? Who is the poster boy? Jimmy Buffet. Margaritaville gan get nuked. Jimmy buffet can be tied up and beaten with sticks. Fuck all you parrotheads with broken corona bottles. Ahhh. See, that feels soooo good. And I don’t even have to be tormented by actual hate because I’m just playing. I’m sick and twisted that way. Though if I did meet him, I would likely tell him I think he’s a piece of shit.

On that note, I’ve decided to hate the show 24. I’m not in the least interested in it – never was, am not now. I used to like Kiefer Sutherland when he was young and cute. Now he’s boring, ugly, and puffy. You know, I liked this show when it was called “The X files.” Oh, wait, no I didn’t like the “X files” either. Darrin Morgan as a writer — he I liked. The show? Garbage. Somebody just copy and pasted “aliens” with “terrorists.” So Keifer Sutherland can eat a big dick. Well, that’s actually something nice to wish for him in my world, so I’ll just wish for Kiefer to be engrossed by this temporary faulty celebrity, become typecast, and be forgotten. I suppose that’s like wishing for the earth to turn, isn’t it? I really should be more creative in my wishes and such. Perhaps I should wish those who watch 24 be plauged by upset stomachs? Hm. I’ll need to work on this more.

And something to add. Rosario Dawson is not only an excellent actress, she has an amazingly hot rack. Yowza!

Day…

Slowing.

Everythin…

Crawling at

a snails…

Pace.

I WANT MY WEEKEND! DAY BE OVER DAMNIT!

Rain? Is that all. I’m so dissapointed.

I want snow. Tons of it. Ice, Snow, debilitating city-stopping weather.

Rain. Pfff. It’s a balmy 40 degrees outside! that’s almost summer!

Where
is
my
god
damn
Winter?!

Thanks to for his wonderufl christmas gift which I used to be a paid LJ user once again.

Hooray! No more “only 3 icons” nonsense! No more slow servers!

Rock and Roll.

The class will (at least) cover:

Hobbit
LOTR
“Leaf by Niggle”
“On Fairy Stories”

and touching on:

The Silmarillion
History of ME

Professor is awesome.

Downside:
Class is huge, full of the usuals.

Upsides:
Both TAs are nice (and cute, that doesn’t hurt) who will be team-teaching-critiquing.

Fun! I’ll be forced to do real reseach on a topic that I have wanted to, with a group of people who will support me. I hope the TAs aren’t bitchy.

Good all around.

I start a new quarter today.

I’m sill in 1-class-mode until finances are better figured out. At 1 class I can still work 40hrs and the cost is relatively do-able if budgeted.

So what am I taking?

ENG 306: Tolkien.

I shit ye nay. Me, in a Tolkien class. Think of how much I’ll save on books!

I’m leaving work for the first session in about 20 minutes here. I’ll post again about it when I get back.

So, another year’s eve passes

I’ve never felt any special tie to New Year’s Eve celebrations or any significance — even as a child the holiday felt contrived. I remember feeling that I should feel it was a significant or important holiday, but I never have. I think it was the fallout from Christmas being over.

This Christmas was fun, but having family visit rather than visiting family still has one small little problem in it: Family. I seriously think I’d be better off being a hermit somewhere, or perhaps a recluse. Recluse has a far more romantic feel than hermit, doesn’t it?

More later, if I’m feeling verbose. Today is going to be quite a flurry of busyness.

Really, I’d just like to go back to bed.