Ok. I know it's been like three months since I posted anything, but you know what? I was busy. I'm not going to apologize for it, because frankly, I think I was spending a little too much time with you anyway. I think we needed the break. But I'm back, for now, so let's just move on and get with the blogging.
I did absolutely nothing useful this week (oh look it's Matt being hyperbolic again, how original {Oh look it's Matt being self-aware again, how new and refreshing}). I feel like if this week of my life never happened, the world would be exactly the same as it is as a result of this week happening. I didn't even get any good naps in this week. I did do some serious coughing, and a little bit of writing, but other than that, I was an entirely useless human being. I usually come to these sorts of revelations on Friday nights, when I need to go to bed early, but can't because I'm not tired because I know I haven't done anything to earn tiredness, which is what is happening right now.
Suggestions to make future weeks more productive:
1. Go to the rec center more
2. Eat at home more
3. Write more
4. Read more
5. Work more hours
6. Spend less time on the computer
Though these things might not seem to be productive in and of themselves, they will certainly make me feel better, which will in turn help me sleep better on Friday nights.
Cape Public Library is awesome, but there are a lot of very uncomfortable chairs there. Just so you know.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Hazardous
After several failed attempts at making it the whole way through the past two days, I finally listened to Hazards of Love in its entirety today. You know how you feel when you read a really good book for the first time? There's a sense of accomplishment and finality coupled with the slight feeling of sadness that you'll never be able to experience that story for the first time ever again. That's how I felt after listening to Hazards of Love. Hazards will probably be remembered as the least accessible album in the Decemberists catalog (at least until they start doing noise rock covers of Motley Crue songs), but it is without a doubt their greatest sonical achievement to date. I'll admit, I have a tendency to fall in love with every new Decemberists album after I hear it once, then, after a month or two realize that Picaresque is still their best album, but there is something special about Hazards of Love.
The narrative of the record (that's right, this album has a narrative thread) is probably the most melodramtic tale ever featured in a Decemberists album. It's fairly complicated and, frankly, I'm not entirely sure what happens, but I do know this, everybody dies (well, maybe not the Queen, but I could've missed something).
The music is incredibly moving. Since it is a rock opera, there are really only about 10 distinct musical themes that are repeated and reprised over the course of the 17 tracks on the album, but the way they work together is extraordinary. There are no stand out singles on this album. Really there are no songs that would work outside the context of the album (The Rake song is probably the most likely candidate, but it's a tough sell). This is an album that demands to be heard in its entirety. This is an album that demands your attention.
The narrative of the record (that's right, this album has a narrative thread) is probably the most melodramtic tale ever featured in a Decemberists album. It's fairly complicated and, frankly, I'm not entirely sure what happens, but I do know this, everybody dies (well, maybe not the Queen, but I could've missed something).
The music is incredibly moving. Since it is a rock opera, there are really only about 10 distinct musical themes that are repeated and reprised over the course of the 17 tracks on the album, but the way they work together is extraordinary. There are no stand out singles on this album. Really there are no songs that would work outside the context of the album (The Rake song is probably the most likely candidate, but it's a tough sell). This is an album that demands to be heard in its entirety. This is an album that demands your attention.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Steve and Mary's Wedding; or Pete Wissinger Almost Ruins Everything
Steve and Mary got married yesterday. The ceremony was small, intimate and very nice. The reception was tasteful and fun. All and all, it was almost a perfect wedding... except for one thing: Pete Wissinger. Whether or not it was a conscious decision, I will never know, but for some reason, Pete Wissinger seemed determined to ruin the magic of Steve and Mary's special day.
It all started with his suit, the coat of which, conspicuously did not match his vest. If that wasn't enough, Pete's coat continued to distract with the all buttons vs. one button fiasco, that raged up until the beginning of the ceremony. During the ceremony, Pete didn't cause too much of a problem, but not for want of trying. His constant standing next to Steve and beard having, was a desperate if not effective plea for attention, the audacity of which was matched only by his loud and vulgar slamming of the ring box during the presentation of the rings.
Having nearly ruined the magic of the wedding ceremony, one would think that Pete would be satisfied, but they would be thinking incorrectly. Pete's campaign to spoil what would otherwise be the happiest day of Steve and Mary's young life together was taken to the next level once the reception began. His "toast" was neither lengthy nor in verse form (unless you count blank, which I can safely say, I don't). Then, for the happy couple's first dance, Pete "couldn't get the sound system to work properly". Of course, Pete's selfish, petty behavior was topped off by his flagrant vest flaunting. Not only was his vest quite dapper, but it also had more buttons on it than Steve's entire ensemble for the evening, breaking the cardinal room of best man attire (that rule being: The best man should have fewer buttons on his person than the groom at all times {not just at the ceremony, but for the rest of their lives}). Of course, Steve took all of Pete's chicanery in stride, as he has for most of their lives together, and by the time I left the reception last night, the brothers were still on speaking terms.
In all seriousness though, it was a really great wedding. Also, in all seriousness, Pete Wissinger is kind of a dick.
It all started with his suit, the coat of which, conspicuously did not match his vest. If that wasn't enough, Pete's coat continued to distract with the all buttons vs. one button fiasco, that raged up until the beginning of the ceremony. During the ceremony, Pete didn't cause too much of a problem, but not for want of trying. His constant standing next to Steve and beard having, was a desperate if not effective plea for attention, the audacity of which was matched only by his loud and vulgar slamming of the ring box during the presentation of the rings.
Having nearly ruined the magic of the wedding ceremony, one would think that Pete would be satisfied, but they would be thinking incorrectly. Pete's campaign to spoil what would otherwise be the happiest day of Steve and Mary's young life together was taken to the next level once the reception began. His "toast" was neither lengthy nor in verse form (unless you count blank, which I can safely say, I don't). Then, for the happy couple's first dance, Pete "couldn't get the sound system to work properly". Of course, Pete's selfish, petty behavior was topped off by his flagrant vest flaunting. Not only was his vest quite dapper, but it also had more buttons on it than Steve's entire ensemble for the evening, breaking the cardinal room of best man attire (that rule being: The best man should have fewer buttons on his person than the groom at all times {not just at the ceremony, but for the rest of their lives}). Of course, Steve took all of Pete's chicanery in stride, as he has for most of their lives together, and by the time I left the reception last night, the brothers were still on speaking terms.
In all seriousness though, it was a really great wedding. Also, in all seriousness, Pete Wissinger is kind of a dick.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Spaced and other things
So I'm watching the second series of Spaced right now, and I've come to a some conclusions.
Conclusion one: It is no where nearly as good as the first series. This is mostly do to the fact that is slightly more derivative than the first series. It relies heavily on first season callbacks and movie parodies (really just in the first and third episodes).
Conclusion two: At the age of 27, Edgar Wright had more talent as a director than most other directors do after an entire career in "the biz".
Conclusion three: Nick Frost is an incredibly gifted actor. Not that the rest of the cast isn't, but Spaced is the first thing he acted in, and he's brilliant.
Conclusion four: Although it isn't as good as the first series, Episode 5, the "Gunfight" episode is one of the best half hours of television ever produced (probably in the top ten).
Enough about Spaced. What did I do this week? I can't really remember, but there was a lot of editing involved. I spent a lot of time in Grauel this week. Next week is Spring Break. Woot? I guess. More importantly, next week is both Pancake Day and St. Patrick's Day. Word.
STEVE WISSINGER IS GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW! This blows my mind. Well not really. I think Steve is going to be good at being married.
Conclusion one: It is no where nearly as good as the first series. This is mostly do to the fact that is slightly more derivative than the first series. It relies heavily on first season callbacks and movie parodies (really just in the first and third episodes).
Conclusion two: At the age of 27, Edgar Wright had more talent as a director than most other directors do after an entire career in "the biz".
Conclusion three: Nick Frost is an incredibly gifted actor. Not that the rest of the cast isn't, but Spaced is the first thing he acted in, and he's brilliant.
Conclusion four: Although it isn't as good as the first series, Episode 5, the "Gunfight" episode is one of the best half hours of television ever produced (probably in the top ten).
Enough about Spaced. What did I do this week? I can't really remember, but there was a lot of editing involved. I spent a lot of time in Grauel this week. Next week is Spring Break. Woot? I guess. More importantly, next week is both Pancake Day and St. Patrick's Day. Word.
STEVE WISSINGER IS GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW! This blows my mind. Well not really. I think Steve is going to be good at being married.
Monday, March 09, 2009
Pain
Over the past week or so, I have collected a set of injuries that, for some reason, are localized to the left side of my body. My left arm hurts when I move it. My left leg hurts when I'm not standing, and my lower back, on the left side, hurts pretty much all the time. This makes sleeping and sitting pretty uncomfortable, but while walking around, running, carrying things (basically doing things work-related) I feel just fine.
I was inspired to start listening to Beulah again recently. I'd pretty much only heard their album "The Coast is Never Clear", until this Beulah kick started. After listening to their other stuff though, I'm pretty sure "The Coast is Never Clear" is their best album.
Watchmen was kind of boring. I don't think it was the movie's fault. The book is kind of boring. And now I'm going to take some Ibuprofen, then go to class then edit for a few hours. Yay(ish).
I was inspired to start listening to Beulah again recently. I'd pretty much only heard their album "The Coast is Never Clear", until this Beulah kick started. After listening to their other stuff though, I'm pretty sure "The Coast is Never Clear" is their best album.
Watchmen was kind of boring. I don't think it was the movie's fault. The book is kind of boring. And now I'm going to take some Ibuprofen, then go to class then edit for a few hours. Yay(ish).
Friday, February 27, 2009
Sleep and other things (but mostly sleep)
I went to sleep around 10:30 last night. I didn't really want to, but I had nothing else to do. I woke up inexplicably and completely at 2:30 am and could not go back to sleep. So, I spent the next 3ish hours reading and working on a script. I finally fell asleep again at about 5:30, and woke up about five hours later. Why am I telling you all this? Because I'm boring, and have nothing to say. But also as a warning. Don't go to sleep before 11pm. Ever.
Have I mentioned how much I hate my classes this semester? Because I do hate them. Very much. And if I don't pass all of them, I don't graduate. Yay!
Bands that I like that have or will be putting out an album this year:
Franz Ferdinand (It's ok, no where near as good as their two previous efforts)
Neko Case (I listened to some of it streaming from NPR. Nothing jumped out at me, but that's not surprising.)
The Decemberists
Bishop Allen
Wilco
Boy Least Likely To
Arcade Fire (I think they're putting out something. It might just be a soundtrack to a movie or something)
Guster (Guster kind of counts as a band I like)
Cake
That's all I can think of. I'm a gonna go get ready for that class I hate going to. This is officially my worst post ever. You're welcome.
Have I mentioned how much I hate my classes this semester? Because I do hate them. Very much. And if I don't pass all of them, I don't graduate. Yay!
Bands that I like that have or will be putting out an album this year:
Franz Ferdinand (It's ok, no where near as good as their two previous efforts)
Neko Case (I listened to some of it streaming from NPR. Nothing jumped out at me, but that's not surprising.)
The Decemberists
Bishop Allen
Wilco
Boy Least Likely To
Arcade Fire (I think they're putting out something. It might just be a soundtrack to a movie or something)
Guster (Guster kind of counts as a band I like)
Cake
That's all I can think of. I'm a gonna go get ready for that class I hate going to. This is officially my worst post ever. You're welcome.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Lessons.
Ok, so let's say you've had a long, bad day. Let's say more went wrong than right with your day, and the stuff that went wrong went really wrong and you've decided to you've earned yourself a consolatory vanilla milkshake. So you go to Burger King and you notice that their large milk shake, which is a whopping 32 ounces of frozen dairy and milk product, is a mere $2.39. A pittance, a trifle, pocket change. So you decided to order the milkshake and you begin drinking it. When you first begin, you are really enjoying this milkshake. It's smooth and creamy, tastes like vanilla ice cream and smiles. Then as the drinking continues, you realize, that although the milkshake is good it doesn't seem to end. No matter how much you drink, there just seems to be more milkshake waiting for you in the cup. Sure, this seems like a wonderful thing, but after about 16 ounces of milkshake, you begin to think, maybe this is more milkshake than you can handle, but then you think of what happens if you can't finish it. You can't save a milkshake. Once it's shaken, it can't be reshook. If you try to freeze it, it just becomes a frozen block of vanilla flavored ice milk. If you throw it away you'll have essentially wasted $2.39. Two hundred and thirty-nine American cents! Why for that kind of money you could buy all kinds of things. Like two packs of gum, or 10 really crappy pens or 1 pretty decent one, or a large vanilla milk shake from Burger King. Not finishing this milk shake is not an option. There is only one course of action. You must drink this milk shake. So you down another few gulps, and another few, and some more until there is only one swallow left. When that final swallow goes down, it does not feel good. As it slides down your esophagus (high fiving all the bits of milk shake still making their way to your stomach along the way) you begin to feel sluggish and kind of nauseous. This feeling will not pass. Get used to it. So long story short, don't do what I just did.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Jai Ho!
Remember what I said last semester when I signed up for advanced video production about how I was afraid it would take up all my time and I wouldn't have time to get practicum stuff done? You probably don't remember that, because I didn't actually tell you, but I told myself, and some other people. Then Jones was like "You should totally take the class" and then I was like "You said the same thing about After Effects" and he was like "Yes I did. Mu ha ha ha ha ha." So on Jones's advice and some decision making based on my recent lameness, I signed up for the class, and it is completely taking up a lot of my time.
I'm supposed to be the tech crew for a one woman show that's being performed at SEMO on Tuesday. I will be doing the work of three people, and doing it pretty badly. My plan is to spend as much of the next 30 hours or so in the theater practicing cues and becoming some sort of lighting ninja. Fortunately, Droid is coming up to school tonight to help me do some focusing and programming of light boards, so maybe I'll just steal all of his magical gaffer powers. Wish me luck. Seriously (actually, if you are granted some wishes, and you didn't wish for me to be lucky while running lights and sound for this performance, I would totally not hold it against you).
The soundtrack to Slumdog Millionaire is my favorite album of the year so far (even though, it probably came out last year). Now I have to figure out what pants I'm going to wear today (probably the toughest decision I'll make all day).
I'm supposed to be the tech crew for a one woman show that's being performed at SEMO on Tuesday. I will be doing the work of three people, and doing it pretty badly. My plan is to spend as much of the next 30 hours or so in the theater practicing cues and becoming some sort of lighting ninja. Fortunately, Droid is coming up to school tonight to help me do some focusing and programming of light boards, so maybe I'll just steal all of his magical gaffer powers. Wish me luck. Seriously (actually, if you are granted some wishes, and you didn't wish for me to be lucky while running lights and sound for this performance, I would totally not hold it against you).
The soundtrack to Slumdog Millionaire is my favorite album of the year so far (even though, it probably came out last year). Now I have to figure out what pants I'm going to wear today (probably the toughest decision I'll make all day).
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Free Time.
It really only takes about 3 days in a row of me being really busy to get used to the idea of not having free time. So far, this is the only night this week I haven't been up at school till 9pm or later. I'm a little unsure of what to do with myself. I would go up to the REC center, but I can't find my ID so that's out. I could play video games, but that seems kind of lame. The part of me that thinks everything happens for a reason is telling me that I'm supposed to stay home and study, but that part of me is a total chump. I suppose I could read Scott Pilgrim again.
Scott Pilgrim Volume 3 later...
Ok. That's done. I guess I'll work on some scripts.
Scott Pilgrim Volume 3 later...
Ok. That's done. I guess I'll work on some scripts.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The Return of Captain Drowsy
I don't know if I mentioned this last week (nope, I didn't) I got a tremendous amount of sleep almost every day last week. We're talking like 9+ hours everyday. Due to various factors beyond my control, this week is not shaping out to be much like that. But, I'm more or less ok with that.
Uh-oh. Here comes a list.
Things I need to to do this week:
1. Edit River Tales piece
2. Study for test that is on Friday that I will completely fail if I don't study for
3. Meet with Jones
4. Meet with Brother David
5. Nap
To celebrate my reading of Scott Pilgrim 5, here's my bit about Scott Pilgrim (spoiler free!):
I hate Scott Pilgrim. I hate Scott Pilgrim because I am not Scott Pilgrim. I want to be Scott Pilgrim. If I knew Scott Pilgrim, I would want to punch him in his stupid face because he would be so much cooler than me. Not only would be cooler than me, he would in no way rub his coolness in my face or think he was better than me, because he would have no idea how cool he is. Also, I heart Kim Pines.
Uh-oh. Here comes a list.
Things I need to to do this week:
1. Edit River Tales piece
2. Study for test that is on Friday that I will completely fail if I don't study for
3. Meet with Jones
4. Meet with Brother David
5. Nap
To celebrate my reading of Scott Pilgrim 5, here's my bit about Scott Pilgrim (spoiler free!):
I hate Scott Pilgrim. I hate Scott Pilgrim because I am not Scott Pilgrim. I want to be Scott Pilgrim. If I knew Scott Pilgrim, I would want to punch him in his stupid face because he would be so much cooler than me. Not only would be cooler than me, he would in no way rub his coolness in my face or think he was better than me, because he would have no idea how cool he is. Also, I heart Kim Pines.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Announcements and Pronouncements
For those of you just getting here, I've been sort of a whiny, emo douchebag for the past couple of months. Probably not in any perceptible way, at least I hope not, but it's definitely informed a lot of my decisions and some of my writing. Anyway, after a lengthy discussion with my life coach/cheif comic book adviser, Pete Wissinger, I've decided to stop being such an idiot. Now I know you've heard this kind of thing before, but I'm for realsies this time. After laying it all out for another human being, I've been granted all kinds of perspective that I didn't have before. Well maybe I did have it, but I was choosing to ignore it. Either way, I see the situation with much more clarity than I once did, and as such my new, anti-douchebag position is stronger and more unasailable than ever before. As such, I'm lifting the veil (somewhat) as to what I was being all 13 year old girl about for the last few months (although I still feel completely lamepants for ever letting it get to this point).
Ladies and gentlemen (but, unless I'm greatly misinformed about the demographics of my readership, really just gentlemen), for the past few months I've been nursing a rather hopeless crush (except, I didn't really think it was that hopeless at the time, which is why it has lingered so). So there you have it folks. Sorry to dissapoint those of you that thought it was some sort of terminal disease. It was a girl the whole time. How incredibly dissapointing.
In other, equally lame, but a lot more normal news; I'm tired and am going to sleep.
Ladies and gentlemen (but, unless I'm greatly misinformed about the demographics of my readership, really just gentlemen), for the past few months I've been nursing a rather hopeless crush (except, I didn't really think it was that hopeless at the time, which is why it has lingered so). So there you have it folks. Sorry to dissapoint those of you that thought it was some sort of terminal disease. It was a girl the whole time. How incredibly dissapointing.
In other, equally lame, but a lot more normal news; I'm tired and am going to sleep.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Mr. Excitement.
Here are some things I'm pretty excited about.
1. Making my movie (which will start happening in the next couple of weeks or so, I swear).
2. The new Decemberists Album/Tour
3. The new Neko Case Album (I mean, look at the cover art!)
4. The new Bishop Allen Album (they're playing in Memphis in a couple of weeks, I probably won't go, but I'll think about going)
5. The new Scott Pilgrim Book (Hurry Matthew! Read quickly!)
6. The Watchmen Movie (I think it might not suck).
7. Going to Las Vegas (sort of... not really... although I am excited about seeing Joe out there)
8. Working on Notre Dame's promotional video
Here are some things that I'm not very excited about.
1. My Remedial Writing For English Majors Class (which is still not what the class is called, but it's still what it feels like)
2. Graduating (I know, I know, you're tired of hearing about this, but I already started the list, and totally fits on it, so deal)
3. Working on Notre Dame's promotional video ("But wait! You just said you were excited about it!? You are such a hypocrite!" Well, yes. I am a hypocrite, but the reason I'm not looking forward to it, is the massive amount of post production that is going to have to go into it. I like shooting. I like interviewing and lugging equipment around. I do not like editing so much. Well I like some editing, but not the kind of editing that's going to have to go into this piece. It's going to be monumental.)
That is all!
1. Making my movie (which will start happening in the next couple of weeks or so, I swear).
2. The new Decemberists Album/Tour
3. The new Neko Case Album (I mean, look at the cover art!)
4. The new Bishop Allen Album (they're playing in Memphis in a couple of weeks, I probably won't go, but I'll think about going)
5. The new Scott Pilgrim Book (Hurry Matthew! Read quickly!)
6. The Watchmen Movie (I think it might not suck).
7. Going to Las Vegas (sort of... not really... although I am excited about seeing Joe out there)
8. Working on Notre Dame's promotional video
Here are some things that I'm not very excited about.
1. My Remedial Writing For English Majors Class (which is still not what the class is called, but it's still what it feels like)
2. Graduating (I know, I know, you're tired of hearing about this, but I already started the list, and totally fits on it, so deal)
3. Working on Notre Dame's promotional video ("But wait! You just said you were excited about it!? You are such a hypocrite!" Well, yes. I am a hypocrite, but the reason I'm not looking forward to it, is the massive amount of post production that is going to have to go into it. I like shooting. I like interviewing and lugging equipment around. I do not like editing so much. Well I like some editing, but not the kind of editing that's going to have to go into this piece. It's going to be monumental.)
That is all!
Monday, February 09, 2009
I believe in a thing called love, or at least I believe that The Darkness believes in a thing called love.
Why is The Darkness not represented in the game Rock Band? How did this horrible oversight happen? Rock Band is a game that consists of people pretending to be rock stars. The Darkness made a career (well really more of a summer job) of pretending to be rock stars (of course they eventually became rock stars in the process, but still). It seems like a perfect fit.
Notre Dame's trivia night went ok. I think they'll continue to let me write questions for it, which is good, I suppose.
School is school. Matthew and I are in the same writing group for Remedial Writing for Writing Majors and Minors, which is cool (Matthew being in my group, not the class. The class in kind of lame so far, and it's not really called remedial writing, but that's what it feels like sometimes). I like his stuff, and I don't really get to read a lot of it (although generally speaking, I prefer his fiction to his essays, and since this is an essay class that's mostly what I'll be reading, but whatevs, I'm not picky). Advanced video is going to be weird, for a number of reasons, and American Cultural Landscapes is really boring, but at the same time kind of interesting. It's just hard to pay attention in that class. So there you have it. My summary of my classes. A full four weeks late. Enjoy.
For those of you that are Pete Wissinger, where the hell is the new Decemberists album?
Notre Dame's trivia night went ok. I think they'll continue to let me write questions for it, which is good, I suppose.
School is school. Matthew and I are in the same writing group for Remedial Writing for Writing Majors and Minors, which is cool (Matthew being in my group, not the class. The class in kind of lame so far, and it's not really called remedial writing, but that's what it feels like sometimes). I like his stuff, and I don't really get to read a lot of it (although generally speaking, I prefer his fiction to his essays, and since this is an essay class that's mostly what I'll be reading, but whatevs, I'm not picky). Advanced video is going to be weird, for a number of reasons, and American Cultural Landscapes is really boring, but at the same time kind of interesting. It's just hard to pay attention in that class. So there you have it. My summary of my classes. A full four weeks late. Enjoy.
For those of you that are Pete Wissinger, where the hell is the new Decemberists album?
Friday, February 06, 2009
Blerg.
Do you ever get the feeling that you suck at everything and will be a complete failure for the rest of your life, and you will never do anything significant and no one really likes you, but just puts up with your inane ramblings because it's easier than telling you to just shut the hell up? Yeah... me neither. But wouldn't it suck if you did feel that way and you felt like you weren't creative or funny, and couldn't be if you tried, and the more you did try to be creative and funny the more you realized that you're just an uncreative, uninteresting bore that's just rehashing other people's good ideas in ways that are far less interesting than the original versions. That would totally suck and be totally cliche to feel like that. Especially around this time of year, which I seem to recall, is a time of year when pretty much every human is depressed. Maybe someday I'll blog about why I've been so emo lately. But frankly, I don't think the internet is ready for something so lame.
In other news (or newsb, as I would call it if I ended every word with a "B") I finally got trivia night done for the most part. Questions, Answer Sheets, Rules, everything. Everything but the answer keys, and I can do those on saturday. Yay for me. It is my opinion that having one person write an entire trvia night by his or herself is a bad idea (at least if that person is me). It is true that I know a lot of things about a lot of things, but I think if other people were involved in the writing of the questions there would be much greater variety of things that would be triviaed about. Granted, I didn't write all of these questions by myself. Ben wrote four or five of them and was a valuable sounding board for my ideas, but for the most part it's all me and I'm just not sure if there is enough variety to keep people entertained. I guess we'll find out Saturday.
I'm going to sleep now because that is what I do.
In other news (or newsb, as I would call it if I ended every word with a "B") I finally got trivia night done for the most part. Questions, Answer Sheets, Rules, everything. Everything but the answer keys, and I can do those on saturday. Yay for me. It is my opinion that having one person write an entire trvia night by his or herself is a bad idea (at least if that person is me). It is true that I know a lot of things about a lot of things, but I think if other people were involved in the writing of the questions there would be much greater variety of things that would be triviaed about. Granted, I didn't write all of these questions by myself. Ben wrote four or five of them and was a valuable sounding board for my ideas, but for the most part it's all me and I'm just not sure if there is enough variety to keep people entertained. I guess we'll find out Saturday.
I'm going to sleep now because that is what I do.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Update Go!
School started 2 weeks ago. I have accomplished very little and feel like I'm 3 weeks behind. I mostly blame the snow that we had last week that completely s'ed everything up. I haven't done anything with my practicum yet. Yikes.
The clutch on the Toyota has more or less ceased to work. I'm trying to decide whether or not it would be worth putting money into fixing that car. My gut says no, but my gut is also very hungry. We'll watch this one closely. So far, I've been able to get by without a car for my exclusive use pretty well.
I finished writing trivia night 2009 tonight, about 10 minutes ago. woo. All I have left is about 2 hours of formatting the questions correctly and making up answer sheets! Yippee.
I have recently purchased the following movies: The Godfather, The Godfather Part 2, the Godfather Part 3, The Untouchables.
I have watched all the Godfather movies (again) and they conveniently came out in order from best to worst, so not much thought has to go into ranking them. The first is decidedly the best one (I will entertain dissenters, but I feel like they would have to bring a pretty substantial argument to the table, to convince me that The Godfather isn't the best movie ever made). The second one is very good and the third one is bad. It's not as much bad as it is incredibly boring, which the first two are markedly not. Also, I don't really want to beat a dead horse here, but Sofia Coppola's performance brings everyone else down in Godfather 3.
What else... what else... Assassin's Creed = Yay!
The clutch on the Toyota has more or less ceased to work. I'm trying to decide whether or not it would be worth putting money into fixing that car. My gut says no, but my gut is also very hungry. We'll watch this one closely. So far, I've been able to get by without a car for my exclusive use pretty well.
I finished writing trivia night 2009 tonight, about 10 minutes ago. woo. All I have left is about 2 hours of formatting the questions correctly and making up answer sheets! Yippee.
I have recently purchased the following movies: The Godfather, The Godfather Part 2, the Godfather Part 3, The Untouchables.
I have watched all the Godfather movies (again) and they conveniently came out in order from best to worst, so not much thought has to go into ranking them. The first is decidedly the best one (I will entertain dissenters, but I feel like they would have to bring a pretty substantial argument to the table, to convince me that The Godfather isn't the best movie ever made). The second one is very good and the third one is bad. It's not as much bad as it is incredibly boring, which the first two are markedly not. Also, I don't really want to beat a dead horse here, but Sofia Coppola's performance brings everyone else down in Godfather 3.
What else... what else... Assassin's Creed = Yay!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Second Thoughts
So I was bored today (how tired are you of hearing me say this?). I spent most of the day at home, which is something I don't really like doing, if I can avoid it. It's not that I don't like my house, but usually, if I'm here, it means I'm not being productive and apparently, productive is something I don't like not being. Anyway, to alleviate my boredom I went to participate in some good old fashioned capitalism (which is what I usually do in these sorts of situations), but instead of buying something ridiculous (like an X-box 360), I bought a couple of movies that I have enjoyed for a very long time, but have never owned. I bought The 13th Warrior and Grosse Point Blank, the latter of which I'm currently watching. Watching Grosse Point Blank has made me realize a couple of things: 1. Grosse Point Blank is probably my number 5 favorite movie of all time. It is such a great movie. 2. The script I was going to use for my practicum project is eerily similar to Grosse Point Blank. Not so much storywise (although, it kind of is that too), but as far as structure. It has me a bit concerned. I don't want to just make an inferior version of Grosse Point Blank. I'm thinking about writing something new. I have no idea what I'd write.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Small Reviews
Bioshock: Fun without being particularly hard
Star Wars TFU: Hard without being particularly fun (did you see what I did there, I'm so clever!)
Newest Episode of 30 Rock: Why isn't 30 Rock funny this season? Someone explain what's happening?
Newest Episode of The Office: The best parts of this season are the parts where Jim, Dwight and Michael are all in a room by themselves. Everything else is sort of the suck.
Ghost Town: Hilarious. Charming. Ricky Gervais for the win.
My New Pants: Delightful.
My cat: Sleepy.
My dog: Rambunctious.
Roger Moore's Autobiography: Incredibly interesting (and he isn't even James Bond yet!).
Me: More tired than I have any right to be, but other than that an ok human being every once in a while.
Star Wars TFU: Hard without being particularly fun (did you see what I did there, I'm so clever!)
Newest Episode of 30 Rock: Why isn't 30 Rock funny this season? Someone explain what's happening?
Newest Episode of The Office: The best parts of this season are the parts where Jim, Dwight and Michael are all in a room by themselves. Everything else is sort of the suck.
Ghost Town: Hilarious. Charming. Ricky Gervais for the win.
My New Pants: Delightful.
My cat: Sleepy.
My dog: Rambunctious.
Roger Moore's Autobiography: Incredibly interesting (and he isn't even James Bond yet!).
Me: More tired than I have any right to be, but other than that an ok human being every once in a while.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Me and DnD
So here's the thing. I think DnD is ok. It's a fairly well constructed game, and if I were to play a PnP RPG it would be DnD (acronyms, LOL!), but the thing is, I don't think I really like PnP RPG's. They're kind of like video games, but they're more time consuming and less satisfying, plus they're just so much to remeber. That being said, I enjoy playing DnD with my friends, but I would never play it outside of that group of people. We have fun playing DnD because we have fun playing games and we don't take it too seriously.
In other news, I'm working my first Monday at Wal-mart since the remodel. I'll let you know how that goes.
In Matt get's stuff done news I e-mailed all of the people I needed to e-mail concerning classes for next week, so I think that counts as something. Still need to apply for graduation.
In other news, I'm working my first Monday at Wal-mart since the remodel. I'll let you know how that goes.
In Matt get's stuff done news I e-mailed all of the people I needed to e-mail concerning classes for next week, so I think that counts as something. Still need to apply for graduation.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Untitled 2
It's about 9 pm on Saturday night and I'm already in my jammies. You can pretend you are not jealous, but you would only be lying to yourself.
This week I've been BORED OUT OF MY MIND. Being bored is pretty much all I've been doing since last Sunday. Hopefully this week will be more interesting (note: It won't), but at least school starts a week from Tuesday. In case you haven't picked up on it, I can't wait for school to start again.
I've been playing a lot of Bioshock. It's very very good. Almost Half-Life 2 good, but not quite.
I would like to point out that the reason this post is so boring is because I've been up since 6 am and didn't get a lot of sleep last night so my brain isn't working too well. It's all like "Hey Matt, let's go to sleep", and I'm all like "Buttons". So... yeah.
This week I've been BORED OUT OF MY MIND. Being bored is pretty much all I've been doing since last Sunday. Hopefully this week will be more interesting (note: It won't), but at least school starts a week from Tuesday. In case you haven't picked up on it, I can't wait for school to start again.
I've been playing a lot of Bioshock. It's very very good. Almost Half-Life 2 good, but not quite.
I would like to point out that the reason this post is so boring is because I've been up since 6 am and didn't get a lot of sleep last night so my brain isn't working too well. It's all like "Hey Matt, let's go to sleep", and I'm all like "Buttons". So... yeah.
Sunday, January 04, 2009
I thought the major was a lady suffragette. JET!
How long have I been saying, "I should really listen to some Wings."? A really long time. I finally got a hold of The album Band on the Run, the first two tracks of which are a pretty potent combination (the title track and Jet!). The bad news is that version I downloaded is a vinyl rip and consists of one 41 minute track. Quel Dommage! Even though I think he's probably kind of a jerk, Paul is still my favorite Beatle.
Do not read the following paragraph, unless you want to be annoyed at Matt Essner's cloying for attention...
So you know that thing I alluded to in my first couple of posts back from my hiatus? The thing that I was being "really stupid" about? Well I'm still more or less being really stupid about it, but I've decided that I'm done with it for a while, so no longer will you have to suffer through vague description of vague concepts that may or may not be the cause of certain vague feelings. I know this whole paragraph seems like a ploy to illicit some curiosity or attention or something like that, but I assure you it's not. It's mostly a reminder for myself. In fact, let me go ahead and put a disclaimer before this paragraph to keep people that aren't me away (of course, it'll look like I typed that first because it'll come before this paragraph sequentially, but still). I don't know why I'm even bothering to be so mysterious about this. I know what I'm talking about, and the people that read this blog that aren't me, probably know me well enough to know that I'm talking (or, more accurately, not talking) about the one subject that I'm ever reticent to discuss with people that aren't myself. Anyway, the point is I've decided there's nothing I can do about it and thinking about it all the time certainly isn't helping. So yeah. No more thinking about it.
End of self-indulgence.
I have an X-Box 360 now. I got it about a week ago. I'm sorry I didn't bring it up earlier, but I haven't really played it much. Before tonight, if I didn't count New Years, I've probably spent about 2 hours on the console. Including New Years and today, probably 6 hours. As with most toys, before I got an X-Box, I thought I would use it all the time, but now that I have one, I'm glad I have it, but there's other stuff I'd rather do than play X-Box. I'm sure all of this will change when I get my hands on a copy of Dynasty Warriors 6 or some other such mindless hack and slash.
DnD tomorrow! Huzzah!
Do not read the following paragraph, unless you want to be annoyed at Matt Essner's cloying for attention...
So you know that thing I alluded to in my first couple of posts back from my hiatus? The thing that I was being "really stupid" about? Well I'm still more or less being really stupid about it, but I've decided that I'm done with it for a while, so no longer will you have to suffer through vague description of vague concepts that may or may not be the cause of certain vague feelings. I know this whole paragraph seems like a ploy to illicit some curiosity or attention or something like that, but I assure you it's not. It's mostly a reminder for myself. In fact, let me go ahead and put a disclaimer before this paragraph to keep people that aren't me away (of course, it'll look like I typed that first because it'll come before this paragraph sequentially, but still). I don't know why I'm even bothering to be so mysterious about this. I know what I'm talking about, and the people that read this blog that aren't me, probably know me well enough to know that I'm talking (or, more accurately, not talking) about the one subject that I'm ever reticent to discuss with people that aren't myself. Anyway, the point is I've decided there's nothing I can do about it and thinking about it all the time certainly isn't helping. So yeah. No more thinking about it.
End of self-indulgence.
I have an X-Box 360 now. I got it about a week ago. I'm sorry I didn't bring it up earlier, but I haven't really played it much. Before tonight, if I didn't count New Years, I've probably spent about 2 hours on the console. Including New Years and today, probably 6 hours. As with most toys, before I got an X-Box, I thought I would use it all the time, but now that I have one, I'm glad I have it, but there's other stuff I'd rather do than play X-Box. I'm sure all of this will change when I get my hands on a copy of Dynasty Warriors 6 or some other such mindless hack and slash.
DnD tomorrow! Huzzah!
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