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Total Destruction
Thursday, June 18, 2009 So this movie, "2012", portends total destruction to life as we know it. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy disaster movies, "The Poseidon Adventure" being one of my favorites, but check out this trailer. The whole thing is just jam packed with St. Peter's-imploding, tsunami-wave-inundating, meteors-showering-down-from-the-heavens, fiery mayhem. The words "From the Director of 'Indepencence Day' and "The Day After Tomorrow'" appear about halfway through the trailer and they are a clue to the quality of screen writing and plot development we can expect from such a flick. There are overtones of religious wrath-of-God-type themes, as indicated by the shot of a giraffe being hoisted onto some sort of government sponsored, post-modern ark as the Earth churns itself inside out for as of yet unspecified reasons. This movie looks completely dreadful, yet I totally want to see it. Kyle said "It's destruction porn. Might as well not even have any actors or plot" to which I replied "I know. That last bit with the aircraft carrier + big wave + was that the Capitol building? = Hell, we went to see 'The Perfect Storm' just to see that one big wave." Being that it costs $12.50 to see a movie these days, I probably won't see this movie in the theater. Good thing we have a gigantic 46" TV in our living room. Labels: destruction, movies, trailer posted at 4:03 PM . link to this post . 0 Comments:Illin' Monday, June 15, 2009 I sort of have this really bad headache, jaw-ache, yucky feeling of nastiness going on. I don't know what to do about it. Kyle force-fed me two Excedrin and I had a cuppa tea and an English muffin before that, so it can't be caffeine related. Maybe I just need to take a shower. Wash my hair. Take the dog for a walk. I hope I'm not getting a migraine. That would really suck. posted at 12:22 PM . link to this post . 0 Comments:I'm so...sooo.... Tuesday, June 09, 2009 So tired. I have a lot of work to do and it’s all due on the 24th and I am going (quite understandably) a little crazy. I will get it all done––I always do––but still, I’m tense and tired and my house is a mess and I don’t have time to vacuum. The saddened eyes of my pets reproach me for my neglect and their whining mewls sing eloquently of how I’ve forsaken them for that warm, flat metal box they love to snuggle upon, and which they are expressly forbidden to do. Sometimes I wish I could press the Fast Forward button and everything would get done twice as fast in half the time. I’m also still waiting for the advent of teleportation, so I will never have to suffer though yet another boring seven hour flight to Europe, sleep not even a shadow of a possibility, listening to some screaming baby struggling with an earache or having the back of my seat kicked with the regularity of a metronome by some ill bred brat who should be on their way to Disneyworld, not on a transatlantic flight to the Old Country, but I think I might be waiting quite some time for that bit of future technology. Sigh… Labels: brats, deadline, teleportation, tired, vacation, work posted at 12:31 AM . link to this post . 0 Comments:What I Want for Christmas Saturday, December 06, 2008 Well, aside from wishing that Christmas was over and done with and to be well on our way to spring, I would like something incredibly insane. Such as this: Our friends have the 52 incher and watching it was a revelation. It was like I took a swig of that funky Mexican mushroom brew from "Altered States". Before everything was absolutely ordinary, blah really, but after -- WOAH! I was seeing cavemen running through the zoo, chowing down on unsuspecting sheep. Okay, that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but I swear this TV is better than spending thirty-six hours straight in an isolation tank. It kicks my little 15" faux-wood grained cathode ray tube in its UHF-knobbed butt. Maybe when Santa delivers the new boob tube he can also drop off a copy of this: I have a feeling Stringer Bell is even sexier in HD. Oh! And seeing Omar's soulful eyes with unprecedented clarity will add even more pathos to the moving tragedy of his inner-city-Robin-Hood existence. Or perhaps I will have to save my pennies for this: I guess I will have a lot of time to save my pennies for this, since it hasn't been released yet and we don't even own a Blu-Ray plyer, but one can dream of the day I can watch every drop of sweat roll down Viggo's gorgeous face. Or maybe I'll just wait until it's on Netflix. Labels: Christmas, LotR, presents, TV posted at 3:43 PM . link to this post . 1 Comments:
I have the Samsung 52" DLP with 1080p, and I can assure you, their TVs are really fantastic. By Jeff Z, at 12/07/2008 12:02 AM Day 207: 'Cause Silicone Parts Are Made For Toys Tuesday, July 15, 2008 Despite $80 in alterations, the bridesmaid dress I have to wear in two weeks still doesn't fit in one very important area, that dry stretch of flatlands between my clavicles and waist. Normally, I don't care about my meager endowments. Having a small chest means I practically never have to wear a bra, which is a good thing in my humble opinion. I don't have to deal with slipping straps or pinching, poking underwires. I also save a lot of money whenever I go to Victoria's Secret, seeing as how the only thing I buy there is underwear. In total, I own five bras: two lightly padded underwire t-shirt bras that I hardly ever wear, two no-wire bras that haven't seen this side of my top dresser drawer in ages, and one 3rd degree pushup, super-padded, actually-honest-to-god-gives-me-cleavage Wonderbra that I'm pretty sure my Aunt Jeanne designed. This last is the bra I wore to the fitting and the only thing I currently own that would have a snowball's chance in hell to fill out the ridiculously large bodice of this particular dress. Unfortunately, it's nude. However, the seamstress declared it worked, even though she still wanted to sew cups into the dress, ostensibly so I wouldn't need an airbag should we get into an flaming car wreck on the way to the ceremony. posted at 6:41 PM . link to this post . 1 Comments:
As a male I read this post intrigued because it starts out talking about breasts! But I got confused halfway thru... By , at 8/28/2008 9:36 PM |
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