Like the general population I saw "The Dark Knight." I love that movie. It's probably one of my favorite movies of 2008 aside from "Slumdog Millionaire," "Revolutionary Road" and "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button."
It's a travesty "The Dark Knight" did not get nominated for the best picture Oscar. Take away the comic book nuances and you've got a smartly crafted crime story about a whack job and the vigilante trying to stop him. It's like how the academy was scared to nominate "Fight Club" for any major awards.
This movie should be a best picture contender in that it was something that was smartly pieced together and something that the public truly loved and enjoyed. That's all I feel like ranting about. If I continue on I wont stop about why "The Dark Knight" should be nominated and all the reasons I love the movie (and there are a lot of them).
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Vegas
As most of you know I went to Vegas over this past weekend to help Peter celebrate his 32nd birthday (yes, he's that old and I love to mock him about it). Some things went according to plan for me. Some things did not.
What did go according to plan is I had fun. I had a lot of fun. I wont describe all the ways I had fun because some of it some people don't need to know.
I went with Jon, Pete, Lauren, Jessica, Brooklyn, her boyfriend and some other people to "XS" at Encore and "Tryst" at the Wynn. Both were awesome clubs that are normally above my paygrade. The good thing about knowing certain people is they know people who let people like me into clubs like those.
Those clubs are immaculate. All the details in them and lavish scale of the decor is amazing. The pools and waterfall are also spectacular. They're both cool to go to every now and then but where I'm currently at in my life (this is mostly financially) I'd rather be elsewhere. If I made a helluva lot more money that'd be a different story, but I don't so I'm cool with a dive bar.
One of the things that didn't go to plan was winning money gambling. I was discussing with Jon that my genius plan would be to win a lot of money at the blackjack and roulette tables. It was working at first (go figure) then Vegas turned its ugly head and took my money away from me. (The pic below is me when I was winning)
I didn't actually lose all that much, around $50, but it's the principal of the matter and the fact that I was dumb enough to not walk away when I was winning. I was doing really well on Roulette playing the outside and trying to guestimate where the ball will land next. One night I walked away up $100 or so.
I used some of that money to pay for food and drinks as well so that was good. I also talked with Jon about how next time I play and I'm winning a decent amount of money he should smack me in the back of the head and tell me to walk away before I blow it all trying to win even more (there's a history of gambling issues in my family, wahoo Vegas).
I'm excited to go back, possibly at the end of March for the first weekend of the March Madness tourney and meet up with Mr. Spicy Meat-a-ball to bet on a few games and regain some of my pride.
What did go according to plan is I had fun. I had a lot of fun. I wont describe all the ways I had fun because some of it some people don't need to know.
I went with Jon, Pete, Lauren, Jessica, Brooklyn, her boyfriend and some other people to "XS" at Encore and "Tryst" at the Wynn. Both were awesome clubs that are normally above my paygrade. The good thing about knowing certain people is they know people who let people like me into clubs like those.
Those clubs are immaculate. All the details in them and lavish scale of the decor is amazing. The pools and waterfall are also spectacular. They're both cool to go to every now and then but where I'm currently at in my life (this is mostly financially) I'd rather be elsewhere. If I made a helluva lot more money that'd be a different story, but I don't so I'm cool with a dive bar.
One of the things that didn't go to plan was winning money gambling. I was discussing with Jon that my genius plan would be to win a lot of money at the blackjack and roulette tables. It was working at first (go figure) then Vegas turned its ugly head and took my money away from me. (The pic below is me when I was winning)
I didn't actually lose all that much, around $50, but it's the principal of the matter and the fact that I was dumb enough to not walk away when I was winning. I was doing really well on Roulette playing the outside and trying to guestimate where the ball will land next. One night I walked away up $100 or so.I used some of that money to pay for food and drinks as well so that was good. I also talked with Jon about how next time I play and I'm winning a decent amount of money he should smack me in the back of the head and tell me to walk away before I blow it all trying to win even more (there's a history of gambling issues in my family, wahoo Vegas).
I'm excited to go back, possibly at the end of March for the first weekend of the March Madness tourney and meet up with Mr. Spicy Meat-a-ball to bet on a few games and regain some of my pride.
I have a date
I have a date tomorrow evening. Well, I'm meeting a girl for drinks after work so I'd say that counts.
It's been a few months since I've been on a date. I think my last one was in San Diego with a girl named Jacqueline whom I met at the bar. The girl I'm going out with tomorrow, Amy, I also met at a bar.
What I have working for me in my favor and probably the reason I managed to get the date was when I met Amy we spent the majority of our time dancing and not talking. Also, when we weren't dancing we were making out all over the bar (I'm classy).
From the tiny bit of conversing on the phone and from what I remember of my drunken night when I met her she seems like a really cool girl. She's from the east coast, somewhere in Jersey based on her area code (thank you, Gooogle) and hasn't been in LA that much longer than I have.
Beyond that I don't know much about her other than we had a blast at Boulevard 3. She seems down to earth and normal which is nice given that I live in LA and there are freaks all over the place and girls who rival Courtniee in terms of craziness (she was definitely crazy. She was seriously messed in the head. I know I joke that all women are crazy but Courtniee was a nut job).
I'm taking the approach in this date of being myself about 90% of the way. I want her to see who I am from the gitgo so she doesn't get the wrong idea about me but I still might hide a little bit of the unfiltered comments or wearing my nipple shirt (that takes a special woman to appreciate).
Regardless it'll be fun to go on a date and brush up on my techniques and conversational skills. I'm actually quite capable of having "an adult conversation" so hopefully that'll happen tomorrow evening.
It's been a few months since I've been on a date. I think my last one was in San Diego with a girl named Jacqueline whom I met at the bar. The girl I'm going out with tomorrow, Amy, I also met at a bar.
What I have working for me in my favor and probably the reason I managed to get the date was when I met Amy we spent the majority of our time dancing and not talking. Also, when we weren't dancing we were making out all over the bar (I'm classy).
From the tiny bit of conversing on the phone and from what I remember of my drunken night when I met her she seems like a really cool girl. She's from the east coast, somewhere in Jersey based on her area code (thank you, Gooogle) and hasn't been in LA that much longer than I have.
Beyond that I don't know much about her other than we had a blast at Boulevard 3. She seems down to earth and normal which is nice given that I live in LA and there are freaks all over the place and girls who rival Courtniee in terms of craziness (she was definitely crazy. She was seriously messed in the head. I know I joke that all women are crazy but Courtniee was a nut job).
I'm taking the approach in this date of being myself about 90% of the way. I want her to see who I am from the gitgo so she doesn't get the wrong idea about me but I still might hide a little bit of the unfiltered comments or wearing my nipple shirt (that takes a special woman to appreciate).
Regardless it'll be fun to go on a date and brush up on my techniques and conversational skills. I'm actually quite capable of having "an adult conversation" so hopefully that'll happen tomorrow evening.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Back in town
I'm back in town for awhile after going up to the Sundance Film Festival for awhile and then going to Vegas less than 24 hours after arriving back in LA last week. It's kinda nice to be back in town and sleep in my own bed but Vegas was a damn good time. Sundance wasn't half-bad either.
I arrived in Sundance as Barrack was being sworn into the presidency and heard most of the inauguration on the radio. I also saw the video footage on all the news channels while I was curled up in a ball of sickness of my hotel room couch.
That's right, a ball of sickness. I came down with the flu as I was driving to Sundance. Steve (the dude I drove to Sundance with) had just taken over driving from me and I was getting some sleep. It was probably around 5 in the morning when I woke up and told Steve to pull our truck over.
I hopped out of the truck on I-15 North and hurled on the soil of Utah. It was bright red from the gatorade I had been drinking earlier mixed with the pizza I had for dinner and chex mix I was snacking on. I also managed to get some splatter on the bottom of my jeans which I had to wear the rest of Sundance (although no one noticed except for Steve when I told him on the trip back).
I was in rough shape the rest of the trip. My stomach was in a constant state of flux and I spent a fair amount of time desecrating the toilet of my hotel room. I knew I was in rough shape because I was at Sundance and all I wanted to do when I wasn't working was wrap myself in a blanket and sleep.
The upside though is that my first business trip was to the Sundance Film Festival. It was still cool to be there and go to ChefDance and Harry O's. ChefDance is a premiere dining event at Sundance where some of the top chefs in the country cook extravagant meals for the patrons and people hang out and socialize with everyone around them.
I saw a few famous people at ChefDance and tried my best to enjoy the meal despite my stomach situation. People at my table kept asking me why I was so quiet, this one drunk lady in particular, and I was less than thrilled to keep announcing I was coming down with the flu. Nothing makes a girl hot like saying you're contagious and can make them puke and have disgusting diarrhea.
The following evening I was starting to feel a little better. I drank some tea and had some soup. After "Where Music Meets Film" I was feeling pretty good (I did puke a tiny bit in the bathroom while we packed up the sound equipment but I felt great after I got that out of my system) and I went to Harry O's and caught the last half of Common's performance. It was pretty sweet and he puts on a good show.
Steve and I had a drink and called it an evening. We went back to the hotel around 1am and got some sleep because we were planning on leaving town around 7:30am. Which we did.
The drive back was pretty good. I was feeling great in the morning and bought a donut as we were getting on the road. Not the best idea. My stomach was in rough shape the rest of the trip after that. No puking or rhea but still didn't feel 100%. I was still feeling better and that was encouraging.
I arrived in Sundance as Barrack was being sworn into the presidency and heard most of the inauguration on the radio. I also saw the video footage on all the news channels while I was curled up in a ball of sickness of my hotel room couch.
That's right, a ball of sickness. I came down with the flu as I was driving to Sundance. Steve (the dude I drove to Sundance with) had just taken over driving from me and I was getting some sleep. It was probably around 5 in the morning when I woke up and told Steve to pull our truck over.
I hopped out of the truck on I-15 North and hurled on the soil of Utah. It was bright red from the gatorade I had been drinking earlier mixed with the pizza I had for dinner and chex mix I was snacking on. I also managed to get some splatter on the bottom of my jeans which I had to wear the rest of Sundance (although no one noticed except for Steve when I told him on the trip back).
I was in rough shape the rest of the trip. My stomach was in a constant state of flux and I spent a fair amount of time desecrating the toilet of my hotel room. I knew I was in rough shape because I was at Sundance and all I wanted to do when I wasn't working was wrap myself in a blanket and sleep.
The upside though is that my first business trip was to the Sundance Film Festival. It was still cool to be there and go to ChefDance and Harry O's. ChefDance is a premiere dining event at Sundance where some of the top chefs in the country cook extravagant meals for the patrons and people hang out and socialize with everyone around them.
I saw a few famous people at ChefDance and tried my best to enjoy the meal despite my stomach situation. People at my table kept asking me why I was so quiet, this one drunk lady in particular, and I was less than thrilled to keep announcing I was coming down with the flu. Nothing makes a girl hot like saying you're contagious and can make them puke and have disgusting diarrhea.
The following evening I was starting to feel a little better. I drank some tea and had some soup. After "Where Music Meets Film" I was feeling pretty good (I did puke a tiny bit in the bathroom while we packed up the sound equipment but I felt great after I got that out of my system) and I went to Harry O's and caught the last half of Common's performance. It was pretty sweet and he puts on a good show.
Steve and I had a drink and called it an evening. We went back to the hotel around 1am and got some sleep because we were planning on leaving town around 7:30am. Which we did.
The drive back was pretty good. I was feeling great in the morning and bought a donut as we were getting on the road. Not the best idea. My stomach was in rough shape the rest of the trip after that. No puking or rhea but still didn't feel 100%. I was still feeling better and that was encouraging.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sundance
I'm going to the Sundance Film Festival tonight. Driving an equipment truck there and staying through Wednesday and heading back to LA Thursday. Wahoo!
p.s. I'm going to Vegas on Friday as well.
p.s. I'm going to Vegas on Friday as well.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Development Meeting
As much as I enjoy teasing Bridget (because it's fun to do and I know more than she does) I surprisingly value her opionion. She has provided a lot of good insights to me about Hollywood and writing tips. We've also had a few fun, drunken nights on the town.
We're planning on getting together this Sunday for a meeting of the minds and discussing some different stories I'm hopefully going to develop into screenplays. She's in the process of reading my first completed script, "Screw You!" and giving me feedback on it (although she's taking her damn time).
I have a couple other ideas I have that I'm looking to share with her and get her thoughts. What she'll have to say I'll really want to hear even if it pisses me off. She can offer the female perspective on the overall story as well as the female characters motivations and arc throughout.
I think I can do a pretty decent job writing a female character seeing as I have to crazy sisters who've given me lots of life experiences to pull from. It still helps though to talk these ideas out with another person who is also a writer and will have more insight than I do.
One of my stories could be a romantic comedy (an R-rated one if I have my way), another is a story about spring breakers who get kidnapped but the kidnappers are new to this line of work and screw things up (it should be quite character driven as well as plot).
I really want her input on these ideas as well as few more. I think one story that she could really sink her teeth into and help me write (cause I have horrible writers block) is "B.L.D." A college movie that will look at things more honestly and truthfully based on a lot of experiences I had at WMU (Western Michigan University) and she'll hopefully bring some of hers to the table (even her sorority ones, however much I'll probably mock her about it).
We're planning on getting together this Sunday for a meeting of the minds and discussing some different stories I'm hopefully going to develop into screenplays. She's in the process of reading my first completed script, "Screw You!" and giving me feedback on it (although she's taking her damn time).
I have a couple other ideas I have that I'm looking to share with her and get her thoughts. What she'll have to say I'll really want to hear even if it pisses me off. She can offer the female perspective on the overall story as well as the female characters motivations and arc throughout.
I think I can do a pretty decent job writing a female character seeing as I have to crazy sisters who've given me lots of life experiences to pull from. It still helps though to talk these ideas out with another person who is also a writer and will have more insight than I do.
One of my stories could be a romantic comedy (an R-rated one if I have my way), another is a story about spring breakers who get kidnapped but the kidnappers are new to this line of work and screw things up (it should be quite character driven as well as plot).
I really want her input on these ideas as well as few more. I think one story that she could really sink her teeth into and help me write (cause I have horrible writers block) is "B.L.D." A college movie that will look at things more honestly and truthfully based on a lot of experiences I had at WMU (Western Michigan University) and she'll hopefully bring some of hers to the table (even her sorority ones, however much I'll probably mock her about it).
The arrival
Now that Megan's in town I have another person to bounce story ideas off of. Her arrival is good for a couple reasons.
1. She loves to be honest with me and tell me when I'm being stupid or my ideas are. She's probably like this because I like to tell her when her ideas are bad and how I'm better than she is (only because I am).
2. She's been a good friend since freshman year of college and if someone can tolerate me for that long (given that's when I really stepped up my smartass game) they're doing something right. During the tenure of our friendship she's actually gotten to know me quite well despite my better efforts to remain emotionally closed off. She generally has an idea what's going on in my head or what I'm trying to convey in my stories.
3. Bridget tends to think she's too cool for me since she was in a sorority at Western. I get the feeling that she doesn't like to be seen with me in public which is odd cause I'm rather handsome. I just have a tendency to not filter the comments coming out of my mouth.
4. Mostly, Megan's a good friend who helps give me perspective. She also does an ok job standing in for my sisters telling me when I'm doing something really stupid. Going with that theme I also enjoy telling her the stupid things I do and watching her roll her eyes in disbelief.
1. She loves to be honest with me and tell me when I'm being stupid or my ideas are. She's probably like this because I like to tell her when her ideas are bad and how I'm better than she is (only because I am).
2. She's been a good friend since freshman year of college and if someone can tolerate me for that long (given that's when I really stepped up my smartass game) they're doing something right. During the tenure of our friendship she's actually gotten to know me quite well despite my better efforts to remain emotionally closed off. She generally has an idea what's going on in my head or what I'm trying to convey in my stories.
3. Bridget tends to think she's too cool for me since she was in a sorority at Western. I get the feeling that she doesn't like to be seen with me in public which is odd cause I'm rather handsome. I just have a tendency to not filter the comments coming out of my mouth.
4. Mostly, Megan's a good friend who helps give me perspective. She also does an ok job standing in for my sisters telling me when I'm doing something really stupid. Going with that theme I also enjoy telling her the stupid things I do and watching her roll her eyes in disbelief.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Going the Distance!
I've begun my running again in full force. I'm back on a normal schedule and working to get my times back down (they aren't very good. Actually, for me, they're deplorable). I know the pace I can run at and I'm not there at the moment.
I've already got my runner's high back and can't wait to get out and rip through another 3 mile run tonight. My goal is to break 22:40 (that's not a good time, I know, but I'm out of shape). I'm looking forward to getting my times back down to 18 minutes/3 miles.
I'm trying to find a good track around my house so I can also run some 400's and 800's. Those'll be crucial for me building up my endurance and working on my breathing. I didn't do enough of those kinds of runs when I was training in the summer for the San Diego half.
I'm going to enlist the help of my spicy meat-a-ball expert, Dave; old roommate Jake (they've been running more of these lately and in really good times, too) and a couple other friends in LA who I'll be running the race with to give me tips as well as motivation.
Mr. Spicy Meat-a-Ball might be joining me in the OC Half. Which one do you think he is (if you already know, say which one with a clever zinger about his Italian heritage)?
I've already got my runner's high back and can't wait to get out and rip through another 3 mile run tonight. My goal is to break 22:40 (that's not a good time, I know, but I'm out of shape). I'm looking forward to getting my times back down to 18 minutes/3 miles.
I'm trying to find a good track around my house so I can also run some 400's and 800's. Those'll be crucial for me building up my endurance and working on my breathing. I didn't do enough of those kinds of runs when I was training in the summer for the San Diego half.
I'm going to enlist the help of my spicy meat-a-ball expert, Dave; old roommate Jake (they've been running more of these lately and in really good times, too) and a couple other friends in LA who I'll be running the race with to give me tips as well as motivation.
Mr. Spicy Meat-a-Ball might be joining me in the OC Half. Which one do you think he is (if you already know, say which one with a clever zinger about his Italian heritage)?
Monday, January 12, 2009
24!
24 started last night and it was amazing. Freaking Tony Almeida is back from the dead as the bad guy. There's some crazy shit happening this season and I can't wait to watch it unfold as well as all the twists and turns that come with each season of 24. I won't go any further because I'll probably be posting about tonights episodes tomorrow and I'll also sound like a giant nerd (which I'm ok with).
Friday, January 9, 2009
BLD vs. pld
Bridget is convinced that pld (poor life decision) sounds better than BLD (Bad Life Decision). She is wrong. And dumb.
Bad insinuates the worst. Poor insinuates a dumb decision but not a bad one. BLD's are worse thus sound better than PLD.
I win.
Bad insinuates the worst. Poor insinuates a dumb decision but not a bad one. BLD's are worse thus sound better than PLD.
I win.
I love my dog
I saw "Marley & Me" on Christmas Day with my family and wound up liking the movie a lot more than I thought I would. It was a heartfelt story about the love a dog can bring to a family. And the dog did some damn funny things that reminded me of my German Shepherd, Callie.
Callie is a very spirited dog who does not always listen to other people (my whole family). She managed to fail out of doggy obedience school as a puppy which I take as a different kind of feat.
She actually has all of us trained quite well. She's smarter than we give her credit for. Except when leaves blow across the front lawn. That causes her to start barking her ass off and not stop for 30 minutes.
She's a great guard dog though because of her bark and enjoyment in jumping on people. Even in her later years she's still quite capable of knocking my friends over.
"Marley & Me" was a good movie because if you've had a dog and loved it you'll be sucked into the story. Yeah, the dog is a pain in the ass at times but it's also there for the family through thick and thin.
There are some genuinely sad moments in the movie but it has a bittersweet ending which works well for it. It's not an Oscar film but not every movie should be. This one serves its purpose almost perfectly.
Callie decided to sit in Lola's bed which she's not allowed to do. Like I said, part of her independent spirit. She's so sweet.
Callie is a very spirited dog who does not always listen to other people (my whole family). She managed to fail out of doggy obedience school as a puppy which I take as a different kind of feat.She actually has all of us trained quite well. She's smarter than we give her credit for. Except when leaves blow across the front lawn. That causes her to start barking her ass off and not stop for 30 minutes.
She's a great guard dog though because of her bark and enjoyment in jumping on people. Even in her later years she's still quite capable of knocking my friends over.
"Marley & Me" was a good movie because if you've had a dog and loved it you'll be sucked into the story. Yeah, the dog is a pain in the ass at times but it's also there for the family through thick and thin.
There are some genuinely sad moments in the movie but it has a bittersweet ending which works well for it. It's not an Oscar film but not every movie should be. This one serves its purpose almost perfectly.
Callie decided to sit in Lola's bed which she's not allowed to do. Like I said, part of her independent spirit. She's so sweet.
Running
I'm running my next half-marathon on May 3rd. It's the Avia OC Half-Marathon and will be in the heart of Newport. Sort of like a jogging tour of exterior shots from "The OC."
Or not. Hooray running!
Or not. Hooray running!
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Jack is back!
Needless to say I am very excited for this Sunday evening. JACK IS BACK!!!
I love 24 and am stoked the new season starts on Sunday night with a two hour premiere followed by another two hours on Monday. Holy crap this is awesome.
24 is some of the best programming on the air. The intensity is there from the moment the clock ticks for the opening credits. The show truly grabs viewers and sucks them in. You really begin to care about all the different characters on the show and what their fates might be.
Jack is one of the most intriguing and multi-faceted characters in television history. He's someone everyone roots for but at the same time his tactics are brutal. He's a person who kills others without much hesitation. He knows it's not necessarily the right thing to do but it's the only option he can find.
He's so flawed because he cares so much for the people close to him in his life but he can't seem to keep them protected at all times. He's lost a lot of those close to him because of his actions. He's lost his wife, has a poor relationship with his daughter, Kim (I love it when she runs) and at the end of the last season said goodbye to another woman that he loved, Audrey Raines.
There are moments of the show that seem extremely outrageous and this season has one that's going to top my list with Tony Almeida coming back from the dead (sorry if this is a spoiler to anyone but they show him in the previews and press material). He was another character I really liked and you got to know throughout the series.
One of my favorite moments in the whole series was in season 4 when Tony rescues Jack and Audrey. I almost shit a brick when the gun was lowered and saw his face. Ashley is madly in love with him and having trouble coming to terms with the fact that he's going to be a bad guy. This should be a remarkable season.
I'm really excited because they moved the location city from LA to Washington D.C. They actually spent a few weeks there doing on location shooting. This is a great change because LA can only be attacked so many times whereas Washington D.C. makes for a logical target because of what it represents to America as well as the rest of the world.
Chloe and Bill Buchanan will also be two other characters that are brought back, but CTU will be disbanded in this season. Chloe is one of those characters people did not like at first but all her quirks made her much more likable as each episode went along. She's Jack's right hand and always putting her neck on the line for him.
I could go on and on about my love for this show. I won't. You'll get bored and find something else to look at on the internet (if you're Dave it'll probably be a recipe for Ziti. Actually, Dave would probably keep reading. I got him hooked to 24. But he probably does look at Ziti recipe's online for fun).
Hooray Jack Bauer!
I love 24 and am stoked the new season starts on Sunday night with a two hour premiere followed by another two hours on Monday. Holy crap this is awesome.24 is some of the best programming on the air. The intensity is there from the moment the clock ticks for the opening credits. The show truly grabs viewers and sucks them in. You really begin to care about all the different characters on the show and what their fates might be.
Jack is one of the most intriguing and multi-faceted characters in television history. He's someone everyone roots for but at the same time his tactics are brutal. He's a person who kills others without much hesitation. He knows it's not necessarily the right thing to do but it's the only option he can find.
He's so flawed because he cares so much for the people close to him in his life but he can't seem to keep them protected at all times. He's lost a lot of those close to him because of his actions. He's lost his wife, has a poor relationship with his daughter, Kim (I love it when she runs) and at the end of the last season said goodbye to another woman that he loved, Audrey Raines.
There are moments of the show that seem extremely outrageous and this season has one that's going to top my list with Tony Almeida coming back from the dead (sorry if this is a spoiler to anyone but they show him in the previews and press material). He was another character I really liked and you got to know throughout the series.
One of my favorite moments in the whole series was in season 4 when Tony rescues Jack and Audrey. I almost shit a brick when the gun was lowered and saw his face. Ashley is madly in love with him and having trouble coming to terms with the fact that he's going to be a bad guy. This should be a remarkable season.
I'm really excited because they moved the location city from LA to Washington D.C. They actually spent a few weeks there doing on location shooting. This is a great change because LA can only be attacked so many times whereas Washington D.C. makes for a logical target because of what it represents to America as well as the rest of the world.
Chloe and Bill Buchanan will also be two other characters that are brought back, but CTU will be disbanded in this season. Chloe is one of those characters people did not like at first but all her quirks made her much more likable as each episode went along. She's Jack's right hand and always putting her neck on the line for him.
I could go on and on about my love for this show. I won't. You'll get bored and find something else to look at on the internet (if you're Dave it'll probably be a recipe for Ziti. Actually, Dave would probably keep reading. I got him hooked to 24. But he probably does look at Ziti recipe's online for fun).
Hooray Jack Bauer!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A Pearl of Wisdom
I spend a lot of time talking with my friends about any and everything. One topic that always seems to come up is my inability to get women and get laid. If you don't like getting laid or maintaining a relationship with a girl I have some good advice for you.
I'm not saying I want a different girl every weekend, I don't. I'm not good at faking interest in a girl either for the sake of getting laid. That always turns into me mocking her incessantly. Funny for me and my friends, not for her. This often turns into a Bad Life Decision (aka BLD).
One of the first steps to successfully making a BLD is to get as drunk as you physically can. This is easier said than done. It takes real dedication and often deep pockets to pull this trick off. A surefire way to do this without breaking the bank is buying the cheapest liquor you can.
I prefer prestige rum. At $10 a half-gallon it's hard to complain even when you feel like death in the morning. Another way to tell if the liquor is cheap is if the bottle is made of plastic.
What's vital with the cheap liquor is it's very cost-efficient to drink. Even if you get really sick and puke you're not wasting a lot of money on expensive booze.
Another important aspect to the heavy consumption of cheap booze is (if you're like me) it disables any sense of judgment you might have. When you look like I do in the picture you're ready for the next step of going home by yourself.
It is extremely vital you lack the ability to make a sound decision, even if your life depended on it. At this point pretty much any girl (or guy for the ladies and gay men out there) will look good to you.
Another crucial part of being this drunk is you're uninhibited and lack any sort of real filter. If you can control what you're going to say, you better hit the bottle harder and faster.
My expertise comes in this next part: being extremely offensive. This is where I've made a name for myself amongst my friends and earned the BLD title "Chief of Insults." It takes a real lack of moral decency and kindness towards others to stand out in the BLD group and become the Chief of Insults (in the above pic I'm standing next to the infamous Dave aka the BLD Head of Sales, Coporate Division. Which is a dumb and not funny title. He should be the head of lasagna making).
One of the most efficient and time-tested methods for being offensive is calling the other person stupid. It never fails to insult someone's intelligence especially when both parties have been drinking. If that doesn't work try and find specific things about them that are stupid and point them out to large groups of people.
If you're really daring you could even offend the person for being a certain type of person, such as a girl being dumb for being a girl.
For the record I'm not a sexist. I'm all for women's rights and believe there is nothing better in this world than a strong, independent woman. I come from a family of extremely strong women who love nothing more than to put me in my place every time I open my mouth. They've gotten very, very good at it despite my best efforts.
If your morals begin to act up (it happens to me from time to time) and you realize what you're doing you have two options: 1. Begin mocking yourself and make yourself look like an ass in a playful charming way (this can work but it's not a guarantee) or 2. Go for broke and mock the living hell out of this person.
Going for broke will almost guarantee you getting yelled at and told what an asshole you are. A couple of your friends might find your antics to be amusing given they're not on the receiving end of your insults. Other people will not.
A true BLD takes dedication. A strong committment to doing something that will be a stupid decision. Many try, few succeed. When in doubt call someone ugly or stupid.
p.s. I have no idea who the girl in the picture is. I know nothing happened beyond that picture but if something did that would've been another example of a BLD.
I'm not saying I want a different girl every weekend, I don't. I'm not good at faking interest in a girl either for the sake of getting laid. That always turns into me mocking her incessantly. Funny for me and my friends, not for her. This often turns into a Bad Life Decision (aka BLD).
One of the first steps to successfully making a BLD is to get as drunk as you physically can. This is easier said than done. It takes real dedication and often deep pockets to pull this trick off. A surefire way to do this without breaking the bank is buying the cheapest liquor you can.
I prefer prestige rum. At $10 a half-gallon it's hard to complain even when you feel like death in the morning. Another way to tell if the liquor is cheap is if the bottle is made of plastic.
What's vital with the cheap liquor is it's very cost-efficient to drink. Even if you get really sick and puke you're not wasting a lot of money on expensive booze.
Another important aspect to the heavy consumption of cheap booze is (if you're like me) it disables any sense of judgment you might have. When you look like I do in the picture you're ready for the next step of going home by yourself.
It is extremely vital you lack the ability to make a sound decision, even if your life depended on it. At this point pretty much any girl (or guy for the ladies and gay men out there) will look good to you. Another crucial part of being this drunk is you're uninhibited and lack any sort of real filter. If you can control what you're going to say, you better hit the bottle harder and faster.
My expertise comes in this next part: being extremely offensive. This is where I've made a name for myself amongst my friends and earned the BLD title "Chief of Insults." It takes a real lack of moral decency and kindness towards others to stand out in the BLD group and become the Chief of Insults (in the above pic I'm standing next to the infamous Dave aka the BLD Head of Sales, Coporate Division. Which is a dumb and not funny title. He should be the head of lasagna making).
One of the most efficient and time-tested methods for being offensive is calling the other person stupid. It never fails to insult someone's intelligence especially when both parties have been drinking. If that doesn't work try and find specific things about them that are stupid and point them out to large groups of people.
If you're really daring you could even offend the person for being a certain type of person, such as a girl being dumb for being a girl.
For the record I'm not a sexist. I'm all for women's rights and believe there is nothing better in this world than a strong, independent woman. I come from a family of extremely strong women who love nothing more than to put me in my place every time I open my mouth. They've gotten very, very good at it despite my best efforts.
If your morals begin to act up (it happens to me from time to time) and you realize what you're doing you have two options: 1. Begin mocking yourself and make yourself look like an ass in a playful charming way (this can work but it's not a guarantee) or 2. Go for broke and mock the living hell out of this person.
Going for broke will almost guarantee you getting yelled at and told what an asshole you are. A couple of your friends might find your antics to be amusing given they're not on the receiving end of your insults. Other people will not.
A true BLD takes dedication. A strong committment to doing something that will be a stupid decision. Many try, few succeed. When in doubt call someone ugly or stupid.
p.s. I have no idea who the girl in the picture is. I know nothing happened beyond that picture but if something did that would've been another example of a BLD.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Deeeeeeeetroit Basketball
Sunday turned out to be a pretty big day. Not only did I go ice skating in the evening but I also went to the Clippers/Pistons game in the early afternoon at the Staples Center with Jon, Pete and Lucy (a co-worker of Jon's and former MSU alum).
I know it'd make more sense to blog about the basketball game first then the ice skating but the ice skating was fresh in my head. And you can kiss my ass if you really have a problem with that.
It was my first time to the Staple's Center and we took the subway to get there. Not nearly as hectic as the subway in New York or London.
Our seats were in the nosebleeds but they were cheap and it was a damn good time.
Another good thing was the Pistons won! It was a good game, down to the last few seconds. The Pistons should've won by a lot more but it was still nice to see them win.
p.s. Clippers games are a lot cheaper then Lakers games. Probably because they're not as good.
I know it'd make more sense to blog about the basketball game first then the ice skating but the ice skating was fresh in my head. And you can kiss my ass if you really have a problem with that.
It was my first time to the Staple's Center and we took the subway to get there. Not nearly as hectic as the subway in New York or London.
Our seats were in the nosebleeds but they were cheap and it was a damn good time.
Another good thing was the Pistons won! It was a good game, down to the last few seconds. The Pistons should've won by a lot more but it was still nice to see them win.p.s. Clippers games are a lot cheaper then Lakers games. Probably because they're not as good.
Ice Skating!
Yesterday was the birthday of my friend Aubree (also Dave, but I didn't get to hang out with him and drink my guts out. :( )and she came up with the surprisingly genius idea of going ice skating in Santa Monica last night. At first I was apprehensive because it was ice skating. In Santa Monica.
I arrived there with Jon, Pete, Corey and Tyne (they tend to be a package deal, plus they're good people) and the "rink" was pretty much what I expected it to be. A small slab of ice, probably 100x100 feet, with a bunch of people going around it in a circle.
Ok, the sun is shining in this picture which was not the case seeing as we went at 8pm. However it was a damn good time. The rink is very similar the one in downtown Grand Rapids at the Rosa Parks park. The ice was equally as crappy.
This was no hockey rink but that didn't stop me from zipping around the ice and challenging Jon in some balance games. He won. Bastard.
At the end of the evening I was the last one off the ice and didn't want to leave. I was just skating around and around while my friends looked on and wondered what the hell I was doing out there by myself.
I was having fun.
Also, after we went skating we walked down to the Santa Monica promenade to get hot chocolate (for free thanks to starbucks and the ice skating place). This little venture through that part of town helped solidify the idea that I want to live there soon. That part of town is awesome, right by the beach and much cleaner than the majority of LA.
The ice skating was fun. I would do it again. And there were some cute girls there. Always a good thing in my book.
I arrived there with Jon, Pete, Corey and Tyne (they tend to be a package deal, plus they're good people) and the "rink" was pretty much what I expected it to be. A small slab of ice, probably 100x100 feet, with a bunch of people going around it in a circle.
Ok, the sun is shining in this picture which was not the case seeing as we went at 8pm. However it was a damn good time. The rink is very similar the one in downtown Grand Rapids at the Rosa Parks park. The ice was equally as crappy.This was no hockey rink but that didn't stop me from zipping around the ice and challenging Jon in some balance games. He won. Bastard.
At the end of the evening I was the last one off the ice and didn't want to leave. I was just skating around and around while my friends looked on and wondered what the hell I was doing out there by myself.
I was having fun.
Also, after we went skating we walked down to the Santa Monica promenade to get hot chocolate (for free thanks to starbucks and the ice skating place). This little venture through that part of town helped solidify the idea that I want to live there soon. That part of town is awesome, right by the beach and much cleaner than the majority of LA.
The ice skating was fun. I would do it again. And there were some cute girls there. Always a good thing in my book.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Mission Accomplished!
I'm proud to say I've already followed through with one of my resolutions. I rang in the New Year drunk. And with Cris Judd (J. Lo's ex).
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