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Apr. 7th, 2008 02:06 amThis most likely won't be a terribly interesting post, but I just saw a meme so fantastically dorky in
mkb_cbr's journal that I couldn't resist. Read on if you've ever been curious about just what size fort I could make out of my game collection.
( In which I yet again cast suspicion on whether I have ever actually known the touch of a woman. A non-elven woman that is. )
Whew. That was a lot of dork. I think I am too exhausted to do a proper update at this point, so instead I will summarize how I'm feeling with this comic strip. I would like one please. The reset button that is, not the robot. I am the robot. Goo goo ga joob.
You should browse through that comic if you haven't seen it before. There are some relatively excellent ones.
My current itunes playlist consists of New Model Army (such a good show on Thursday by the way), Senor Coconut (That video is freaking me out man), Leftfield (I really wish I could listen to that song without having to think about the movie Hackers), and Crystal Castles (Will, you've heard these guys right? Their wikipedia entry has the following quote "Crystal Castles' music uses unusual instrumentation such as placing an Atari 5200 sound chip inside a keyboard in order to produce a sound that has been described as having "ferocious, asphyxiating sheets of warped two-dimensional Gameboy glitches and bruising drum bombast pierce [the] skull with sheer shrill force, burrowing deep into the brain like a fever"", which of course made me think of you...). If you think all of this makes for a strange mix, you are entirely correct.
Who's going to Halou at Cafe Du Nord on Wednesday? And if not, why the hell not?
In other "Why the hell?" news, why the hell isn't Exterminating Angel out on domestic DVD yet? And why does there exist a movie called Exterminating Angels that seems to exist solely to get me excited when I see it in stores? I have seriously picked up a copy of that DVD no less than ten times in the fervent belief that some alchemy of hope contained in my palms will blot out the added S and transform the DVD contained within, but nooooooo.
Also, I would like the deluxo four hour version of Until The End Of The World please. Dear America. Your bad taste is why I can't have nice things.
Ok. There. I managed some non-dork content. Don't you love how my definition of non-dork content consists of dorking about music and movies?
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( In which I yet again cast suspicion on whether I have ever actually known the touch of a woman. A non-elven woman that is. )
Whew. That was a lot of dork. I think I am too exhausted to do a proper update at this point, so instead I will summarize how I'm feeling with this comic strip. I would like one please. The reset button that is, not the robot. I am the robot. Goo goo ga joob.
You should browse through that comic if you haven't seen it before. There are some relatively excellent ones.
My current itunes playlist consists of New Model Army (such a good show on Thursday by the way), Senor Coconut (That video is freaking me out man), Leftfield (I really wish I could listen to that song without having to think about the movie Hackers), and Crystal Castles (Will, you've heard these guys right? Their wikipedia entry has the following quote "Crystal Castles' music uses unusual instrumentation such as placing an Atari 5200 sound chip inside a keyboard in order to produce a sound that has been described as having "ferocious, asphyxiating sheets of warped two-dimensional Gameboy glitches and bruising drum bombast pierce [the] skull with sheer shrill force, burrowing deep into the brain like a fever"", which of course made me think of you...). If you think all of this makes for a strange mix, you are entirely correct.
Who's going to Halou at Cafe Du Nord on Wednesday? And if not, why the hell not?
In other "Why the hell?" news, why the hell isn't Exterminating Angel out on domestic DVD yet? And why does there exist a movie called Exterminating Angels that seems to exist solely to get me excited when I see it in stores? I have seriously picked up a copy of that DVD no less than ten times in the fervent belief that some alchemy of hope contained in my palms will blot out the added S and transform the DVD contained within, but nooooooo.
Also, I would like the deluxo four hour version of Until The End Of The World please. Dear America. Your bad taste is why I can't have nice things.
Ok. There. I managed some non-dork content. Don't you love how my definition of non-dork content consists of dorking about music and movies?