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Can't blog. Preparing to move.
BTW, if you know anyone who needs a roommate or graphic designer in the San Francisco area, please let me know.
I've been a totally lazy bum this week. Therefore, all I have for you are links:
The Onion horoscope: You will soon be forced to admit that your entire emotional range can be conveyed with a set of cleverly arranged punctuation marks.
I'm so proud of this one. Thanks to The Simpson's Archive for the perfect quote.
Shanna and Barry are in town! Barry's gonna try to get us tickets to the Hootenanny for this Saturday while Shanna's off being a bride's maid for Shana. What fun!
I think that somebody at Fox marketing has a twisted sense of humor, as evidenced by the banner ads on their site for The Swan.
Anyways, Shana's bridal shower yesterday was pleasant. Probably the first bridal shower I've attended that I enjoyed. I usually just tag along with my Mom and am the youngest one there, and rarely know anybody. Leslie's was nice, but I felt a bit awkward having not really met Leslie before and having no clue about her family.
There were about a dozen of us at Shana's party, with a good mix of family, friends, younger, older, et cetera. Everyone was cool and nice and friendly, and Michelle made an amazing dessert: hot cupcakes (fresh from the oven) with gooey middles and vanilla ice cream! Mmmmm. Shana's Mom and grandmother also brought pork and rice, and cucumber salad. Lots of good conversation, and I look forward to seeing them this Sunday at the wedding.
My whole family saw Fahrenheit 9/11 this weekend. Mom and I went to an afternoon matinee, and Dad and David attended the last showing of Saturday night. As I expected, it made me cry, repeatedly. It's a good film and I highly recommend it, but it was quite upsetting. The movie's a good antidote to corporate media.
Inspired by F9/11, I was involved in a discussion this past weekend that began with someone disagreeing with me and insisting on sources to back up my statement. When some history books were pulled out to back-up my statement, the person who had disagreed with me said that the books supported their ideas, and then went on to re-state my original argument in different words. Both logic and debate really should be required of all high school students. That might help political discussions a bit. So that, y'know, I don't just sigh and give up and rejoice that no shouting or threats of violence were involved.
My Dad works at Boeing. He recently got a new lanyard for his security badge. It has the following printed on it: "Recommitment to Ethics Day".
The new KUCI quarter started early this morning and the whole world hasn't come crashing down on my head yet. Yay!
I found out that I have to buy the new "Entertainment Weekly". Christian Bale's on the cover to promote the new Batman movie. I'll be so happy to finally see that when it's done!
Over the weekend I had this dream about going to Comic Con (although it was really more like Cousin Con, but that's not the point). Along with many differences about the convention that made me happy, they also had art on display. The actual San Diego Comic Con does have an art exhibit and whatnot. It's basically fanart up for silent auction, which is all well and good.
In my dream, though, it was more like a contemporary fine art exhibition. My favorite piece was "Generic Mini Mart". It was a full-size (albeit kind of small) mini mart with clerks and everything right in the middle of the convention center floor. What made it different from a regular mini mart was the complete lack of brands. None of the products (which were all for sale) were brand name goods. No Shrek 2 Pepsi cans or anything. It was rather calming and made the dream!me laugh. So v. unnatural, though. I just had to share.
South Park just keeps getting better and better. I suggest you watch it whenever it's on.
I can't get the new One Ring Zero album, "As Smart As We Are", out of my head. I really need to learn the lyrics to those songs. That'd make my life easier.
incredulousYesterday, the tools to make this blog became considerably more complex than they used to be. Now I have "Emoticons" and Topics and a toolbar to help me code and add images. It's all odd and not too useful to me, as I already know html. This'll prob'ly be the last time I use an "Emoticon", so enjoy it. The spell-check is quite welcome, though, as I usually (time permitting) cut-n-paste into MS Word to check spelling and then have to c-n-p back into the blog text field to post.
Ok, so there's this about some guy who doesn't write very well but thinks he does. He's also prone to making up credentials. He claims to have received an MFA from UC Irvine. I sure hope it wasn't from any lit-related department. Maybe he got his MFA in sculpture or something. 'Cause, while I never took masters writing courses at UCI, I took a couple of undergrad writing courses taught be grad students, and they are some of my favorite instructors from my college days. I feel insulted by this guy on their behalf. How dare he sully such wonderful people for me with his ickiness! Hell, Aimee Bender got an MFA in creative writing at UCI and she's one of my very favorite authors. How dare this creep connect himself to Aimee Bender in my mind?!? Grr!
Also, crunchy peanut butter is yummy. Yay for peanuts! And that Carver guy! Double yay!
