Month: July 2006

So!

Heather and I are going on Vacation in October! I just got the last bit of the preperations paid for: The plane tickets.

We’re attending The Hukilau in Ft. Lauderdale. , , ! Hang times? We’ll be up-to-our-asses in Mai Tais, of course.

We get in Wednesday the 4th of Oct in the evening and are leaving on Monday, Oct 9.

I was wondering if there might be room to squeeze a south-beach queer night in there somewhere.

VACATION! Hooray!

So, how is everyone on this late July Thursday?

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We watch P.R. on Thursday evenings via Tivo — we just finished it.

Malan was my secret boyfriend and I adored every god damned aspect ofhim. I almost cannot watch the show anymore, I really expected better from them. Dissapointed – I have better taste and style than the god-damn she-hag from Elle. How the hell did that piece of trash become where she is? Laughable.

My sole reason now for watching the show is to watch the destruction of Angela. She is disgusting and hideous. I’m praying to Satan to give her rectal cancer, or at least a horrible case of the beer shits. Ugh. HATE. HER. Maybe we can watch neck tattoo boy fuck her in the ass. I’d pay a dollar to see that.

I liked Vincent’s design. I found it classic and daring in its simplicity. All it’s minor foibles would have been corrected with useful advice and support. Gah.

Kayne and Robert need their own show, obviously. I could watch them for days 🙂 swoon.

I’m still in denial over Malan. I was looking forward to a summer filled with his splendour. I’ve been cheated. Disappointing.

Now I’ll have to cyber stalk Malan and see what he does next. To be great is to be misunderstood.

Next weekend (not tomorrow, but in a week after tomorrow), July 21-23rd will be DOUBLE XP WEEKEND for City of Heroes/Villains.

Wee!!! Let’s everybody who can, play! Inferna just made 40th lvl, perhaps with work I can get him to 50? 😀

Since the TIKI KON, I’ve been in serious ‘hibernation’ mode and quite a bit cranky – don’t want to go out, don’t want to talk on the phone, want to go and hide.

Then today it hits me: Oh, yeah! I forgot I’m an introvert. I do such a nice job of pretending to be extroverted, I forget it is an effort.

So this weekend, it is shut-in time, house fixin’-up time, yard-work time. I sense some serious nesting in my future. A nice warm weekend to recharge the introvert batteries and I’ll be right as sunshine.

Hooray!

I’ve made the switch.

No, not to OS X (I’m not mr. moneybags yet). I’ve made the switch to linux-on-the-desktop.

At work, that is. I’ve installed Ubuntu 6.06 as my main operating system on my workstation here. I’ve been using it for a week or so now and it is the best ‘desktop’ linux experience I’ve had. Not too shabby a’tall. I’m weaning myself to see just how much I can(‘t) do with it.

I’ll still need an XP desktop for necessary administration, so I’ve installed (complied, built) VMWare’s free server for linux and I have just this morning completed installing XP in a virtual session.

So I have both! w00t.

Now all I need is a Mr. Moneybags so I can get that Mac laptop, do a bootcamp installation of Ubuntu to go along with OS X, and install XP on a VM ware session in that. Yep, I want all three in one fast-as-hell laptop. Joy!

Let the evil laughter commence, tout’de suite!

I had to see Pirates again, which I did.

Yep, Rocking movie.

I think what I find most impressive (the first movie exhibited this as well) was the deft skill in which the writers doled out expositional lines.

We’re forced to learn a barque-load of details, storyline, plots. At no time does it feel like exposition. Gibbs gets most of these lines and he’s merely bringing another character up to running, or explaining a finer detail. Skillful, efficatious writing.

The acting as well: top notch.

I suppose two posts is plenty on summer-fare, but I may be moved again when I see it for the third time (hopefully soon).

“My compass works fine.”

I just enjoyed the hell out of Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest. Adored, even. Yep, every bit of it. I need to see it 1,423 more times.

I had a super-fabulous weekend that culminated in the movie viewing last night. I drove down to Oregon Country Fair on Friday night to meetup with a friend who had a campsite waiting, went to OCF on Saturday, then to a field-trance-goa party after the fair shut down.

I won’t go into too much details, but the night did involve things such as:

* almost_naked ultra-hot boys wrestling in the firelight
* Big fuckoff “Hyperdrive Accelerator” Bonfire
* Fab psych-trance-goa music
* LASERS
* Full Moon in the trees

Then on Sunday, it was back to the domicile where I met backup with the lovely wife. We then went to see Mr. Depp get his pirate on.

Dunno what’s up with the naysayers of the film I’ve been reading this morning, but I’m sure happy I only need my own enjoyment to judge a film by. Fucking Awesome. More film for me!

Though since it broke all known box-office records this weekend, I suppose I won’t have to worry about it going away from the theatres any time soon (like my much-loved ‘Down with Love’).

And hooray for the braveness of the writers to have Elizabeth show a spine and take action.

Good freakin’ times.

Went last night with good friends to see “Superman Returns.”

It was eh. Pretty and nice effects, but BOOOOORING. Mr. Man was pretty which was nice to see. James Marsden as well was nice to look at, Kate B. looked well (though far too young — heather). Kev S. as Luthor was decent. I just couldn’t bring myself to care about the OVERLY EMOTIONAL aspect of the film. Yawn. Perhaps it’s the overhyperbole of Superman himself, but nothing really seemed to be that big of a deal.

And wasn’t this just the plot of the first superman over again, this time with superman being dead/alive rather than lois?

And when did lois get a wonder-woman strength womb? (thanks, Mr. Smith)

Still, it was over-all enjoyable. Too bad for them that Pirates comes out in a few days to remove any future money from their coffers (they being WB). I hope they got all they needed this opening weekend.

But really, Mr. Singer — we know you’re a big queen. Quit it with the longing looks and drawn out “emotion” already. It’s fucking tedious.