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Sunday, I finally ran to the the museum. I've been trying for over a month now, but Sunday I finally did it. Whew. |
So what have you missed in the past two years, probably not that much since I talk to most of the people who would be reading this on a regular basis. But here's a short list:
On stage at a rock concert in the NO Arena
Helped a bunch of well intentioned planners to not shoot themselves in the foot
Went to meetings (lots)
Hosted meetings (lots)
Helped get theoretical money for the neighborhood (it's kind of like virtual money, but in addition to not being real yet, it is also not spendable)
Accomplished a survey, or sort of in process or something
House is still in shambles
New fence, new shed
Hosted a debate (fun, everyone should do it)
Went to work, came home
Completed project of complete FUBAR
Made a tee-shirt
Played Orange Box and beat it.
Played Guitar Hero and beat it... on easy 'cause I'm awesome.
Got a couple of hair cuts.
That's about it, though I'm sure there's more. |
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Okay don't swim well, but did not drown. :P Just kidding. It's a nice balmy day here in the big Hou., Tx. and Home and Garden is back in car mode. Woooo. |
You know, it's a very nice day outside.
There should be a contract clause that exempts you from having to stay in the office when you are bored and it's sunny (yes, it is flesh searing hot, but that's very much beside the point). In particular now that I need to abuse the grass some more.
On the other hand, I have just had a great idea. A laser grass cutting system. just build a perimeter around the yard, tell everyone to stand clear, and just push the button. Grass gone. It would be nice, but on the other hand I get to use a machete now.
Speaking of machetes, they are much heavier than they look, but the "chop chop swoosh" of the blade through annoying, stubborn, itchy plant is relaxing.
Laying on the beach is relaxing too, probably more so than the machete. And this would be a pretty good day for that too.
Because, you know, it's a very nice day outside.
-Mr. Mindworks |
Here are some very random thoughts:
Like Water for Chocolate was a very strange movie about a fair number of people doing very strange things and then, at the end, the main character dies in a very stupid and physically impossible manner. I'm starting to think that all of the people who say it such a wonderful, exciting movie just want to see the naked people.
Tom Hanks is a better actor than Sir Alex Guinness was. Having seen both play the same role in Ladykillers, I am now further amazed by Tom Hank's acting talent. I don't think the man ever mails a role in. Conversely, Marlon Waynes is an offensively poor actor. It is unusual that a eagerly await a character's death, but in this case he should have been killed off prior to stepping on the set for the first day of filming. In fact, I would have paid double the rental fee to see the remake of Ladykillers without him in it. He is truly the Jar Jar Binks of live-acting. Incidentally, if you are going to watch Ladykillers, get the original. It doesn't have Tom Hanks, but it also doesn't have Marlon Waynes.
Episode III was the same the second time around. |
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...But first a brief word about Episode III...
So George Lucas hasn't forgotten how to write or direct, that's good. Episode III was good enough to make up for about 1.5 movies, which, is a good thing. Was it Empire? No, but at least it was getting there, as opposed to Little orphan Annie and the Special Effects plaged throw-away which was the first one. And best of all, it made alot of things make sense (Like, how Vader was all ticked off in the first Star Wars and got more mellow as time went on). If you haven't, go see it...twice. It's much better than the horrific debacle which was the agonizing death of that other Sci-Fi franchise, "The Matrix".
May. 26th, 2005 @ 03:30 pm
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There is something very primal about sawing away at a tree, there's also something very sad about watching it fall. It makes for a very interesting dichotomy of emotions. As you may have guessed by now, I spent part of the weekend sawing down trees (and before you ask, yes, we were environmentally conscious, and used an electric chain saw :P). Not really random trees, but tree that had it coming. Like the young punk oak that was trying it's best to push over a couple of pines. No angst over that one, just fun. But there was this one, fairly pretty, straight, oak tree, that was pretty much by itself. Unbeknownst to the tree, a sewer line was built right next to it a few years ago. It was kind of sad briefly, but sometimes you just have to make the choice. It dropped in the direction that it was supposed to. I trimmed off the branches and cut it in two.
I suppose it felt much like building a hyperspace bypass.
Later.
May. 10th, 2005 @ 08:35 pm
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Today was a bright and sunny day. And I mean that in the literal sense, not the emotional "sunny day". Figuratively it would be counted as "pot roast", which, incidentally is what I could go for right now to accompany the beans and rice that I just had. The irony of this is that I had pot roast yesterday and, when offered, I said "Nah, I don't need to take any home with me". This is the sort of thing that make people invent time machines, which wouldn't be a problem except for all the mucking about with history and the weird inbreeding that could occur. On the other hand then I'd have pot roast now and a bank account requiring scientific notation. On a completely different note, Kung Fu Hustle was well worth watching. No other movie in America can bring you that much Frog-Fu. That's all.
May. 2nd, 2005 @ 07:52 pm
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Well it's Ten Questions time! Hooray!
Here are the answers to ten questions about me:
1) Brown or white.
2) Definitely a kiwi.
3) Sleep, Civ. 3, be a zombie, and, of course, be sick.
4) The "Counter-Clockwise Method".
5) I used to know. There was a research paper based on that many years ago, but now I have forgotten the answer.
6) Grass cutting, at least until the little buggers get out of control. :P
7) Yes, but I've seen worse.
8) 4 stuffed, 0 live.
9) A frat house... I've led a rather sheltered life.
10) The Q2 Chaingun or the Flak Cannon from UT1
So there you have it. Enjoy and pass it on.
Mar. 16th, 2005 @ 07:51 pm
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Funny things happen while listening to Coldplay. For one I actually decided to write in my Live Journal even though I have nothing to say. Anyway...
Isn't it funny how your mind will go blank at the most inoppertune times. For instance, just as you are about to make a witty rejoinder to somebody's comment, your brain just flatlines. People look, laugh half heartedly, and then walk away just as you get your mind back into gear and remember what was supposed to be so funny in the first place. I understand the French call it "esprit d'escalle" (apologies for the spelling) and in typical American manner we call it a "brain fart". Why don't they have some sort of prompter machine to say "pssst, say this" or replay a brief snippet of the last 5 seconds of conversation? It would make things a bit easier, but at the same time I suppose if everyone had one it would make the jokes that much better in the first place. Or maybe it's just me. Anyway, this is what you get when you are writing while listening to Coldplay.
Later
Mar. 6th, 2005 @ 04:16 pm
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