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Feb. 25th, 2004 12:06 pmI HAVE RISEN
Quoth the Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, which is currently ensconced firmly as my favorite movie of the year. If you see and don't like this movie, well, I just don't know if I can feel anything for you but pity.
While we're on the subject of movies, I really really really hope that Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind doesn't suck. Pluses: I love Charlie Kaufmann (Being John Malkovich, Adaptation, etc.) and the premise seems pretty Philip K Dickish, whom I also love (tangent: Charlie Kaufmann wrote a script for Dick's Through a Scanner Darkly, but it never turned into a movie. Life is unfair. Here's a link to it though). Minuses: Jim Carrey serving a role as anything other than reactor shielding makes me very anxious.
So, update. I live in the east bay again (huzzah), all of about 5 blocks away from where I lived the last time I was on this side of the water. I have a mostly tedious, almost entirely brainless job, but also occasionally get to do some perl scripting, which is nice. On idle moments, I toy with writing scripts that will almost totally replace the tedious parts of my job. Then I decide that engineering my position away would probably be a bad idea and delete them. This leaves me with a smug feeling of futility and pointlessness, which on some self-flagellating levels, I also find strangely satisfying.
They were my best bowlers. The one with the four eyes will be hard to defeat I'm flipping through my CD binder and trying to listen to old CD's that I barely put in anymore. As a result I've come to the following conclusions. 1) I need to get a new copy of Peter Murphy's Deep. Mine skips on Cuts You Up. 2) I still really like Spahn Ranch. 3) Well, I was going to bitch about how Lance Mungia needs to make a new damned movie, because really, there's only so many times I can watch Six String Samurai. Then I IMDBed him. Apparently he's doing the next Crow movie (show? whatnot?), with Edward Furlong and David Boreanaz... Ummm... Right. There are no words. The movie has credited roles for War, Pestilence, and Famine also. (Tangent: Checked on Good Omens while I was there. Damn you movie vaporware. Damn you to hell)
I think I might go to Death Guild next week. Anyone east bayish going and wouldn't mind giving me a ride back? I can get there on my own if necessary, but leaving in order to catch BART before it closes was a bit of a pain when it was on Market Street. I don't expect it to be any more fun from the Glas Kat. I miss dancing.
Ok, it's almost time for lunch.
I SLEEP NOW
Quoth the Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, which is currently ensconced firmly as my favorite movie of the year. If you see and don't like this movie, well, I just don't know if I can feel anything for you but pity.
While we're on the subject of movies, I really really really hope that Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind doesn't suck. Pluses: I love Charlie Kaufmann (Being John Malkovich, Adaptation, etc.) and the premise seems pretty Philip K Dickish, whom I also love (tangent: Charlie Kaufmann wrote a script for Dick's Through a Scanner Darkly, but it never turned into a movie. Life is unfair. Here's a link to it though). Minuses: Jim Carrey serving a role as anything other than reactor shielding makes me very anxious.
So, update. I live in the east bay again (huzzah), all of about 5 blocks away from where I lived the last time I was on this side of the water. I have a mostly tedious, almost entirely brainless job, but also occasionally get to do some perl scripting, which is nice. On idle moments, I toy with writing scripts that will almost totally replace the tedious parts of my job. Then I decide that engineering my position away would probably be a bad idea and delete them. This leaves me with a smug feeling of futility and pointlessness, which on some self-flagellating levels, I also find strangely satisfying.
They were my best bowlers. The one with the four eyes will be hard to defeat I'm flipping through my CD binder and trying to listen to old CD's that I barely put in anymore. As a result I've come to the following conclusions. 1) I need to get a new copy of Peter Murphy's Deep. Mine skips on Cuts You Up. 2) I still really like Spahn Ranch. 3) Well, I was going to bitch about how Lance Mungia needs to make a new damned movie, because really, there's only so many times I can watch Six String Samurai. Then I IMDBed him. Apparently he's doing the next Crow movie (show? whatnot?), with Edward Furlong and David Boreanaz... Ummm... Right. There are no words. The movie has credited roles for War, Pestilence, and Famine also. (Tangent: Checked on Good Omens while I was there. Damn you movie vaporware. Damn you to hell)
I think I might go to Death Guild next week. Anyone east bayish going and wouldn't mind giving me a ride back? I can get there on my own if necessary, but leaving in order to catch BART before it closes was a bit of a pain when it was on Market Street. I don't expect it to be any more fun from the Glas Kat. I miss dancing.
Ok, it's almost time for lunch.
I SLEEP NOW
