Wednesday, May 25, 2005
yowsa!
Is it just me, or is the Dogs of Atlantis weathergirl lookin hot tonight? and I don't just mean because it's 93 degrees!
Saturday, May 21, 2005
The generation gap gets wider..
A curious thing happened to me today. An Older friend and co-worker, Red, and I were talking about movies. During the conversation, I mentioned that my plans for this evening included going to see “Revenge of the Sith”, and this wonderful woman whose taste in movies I have found to be exemplary, looked at me with a blank stare.
“What’s that?” Red said.
“Star Wars.” I said.
“Oh…” She says, looking still as blank as before, “I’ve never seen it.”
Now this shocked me the same way it would to find out, after all these years, that there really was a Santa that was killed by the FBI shortly after Christmas, 1963.
“NEVER SEEN STAR WARS?” I said, “did you spend the past thirty years in a coma or something?”
“Well…” She says, “I think I’ve seen parts of them.”
“Parts of them.”
“Yeah… I remember one with a big snail.”
“Not Doctor Doolitle?”
“No… this one had a deeper voice.”
“Oh,” I say, “Jabba the hut. Return of the Jedi.”
“Right. I also remember one with these animal looking things stomping through the snow.”
“The Empire strikes back?”
“That may have been it. I also remember this big hairy thing going ‘ooo-ooo’ a lot”
“Ooo-ooo?”
“Yeah. It hung out with that guy played by Indiana Jones.”
“Chewbacca?”
“Sounds right.”
Well, you get the drift. A surreal conversation to say the least. One of the first movies I can actually remember seeing in the theatre was Star Wars with my Dad. I was seven, and I can still remember thrilling to the triumph of good over evil. It was a message that my young mind never forgot. To hear someone else I respect just not be interested in it really shocked me. But then again, it shocks her that I've never seen "fiddler on the roof"
Ahhh... if I were a rich man. Still, I do subscribe to Netflix now, so if anyone has any good movie suggestions, please let me know.
“What’s that?” Red said.
“Star Wars.” I said.
“Oh…” She says, looking still as blank as before, “I’ve never seen it.”
Now this shocked me the same way it would to find out, after all these years, that there really was a Santa that was killed by the FBI shortly after Christmas, 1963.
“NEVER SEEN STAR WARS?” I said, “did you spend the past thirty years in a coma or something?”
“Well…” She says, “I think I’ve seen parts of them.”
“Parts of them.”
“Yeah… I remember one with a big snail.”
“Not Doctor Doolitle?”
“No… this one had a deeper voice.”
“Oh,” I say, “Jabba the hut. Return of the Jedi.”
“Right. I also remember one with these animal looking things stomping through the snow.”
“The Empire strikes back?”
“That may have been it. I also remember this big hairy thing going ‘ooo-ooo’ a lot”
“Ooo-ooo?”
“Yeah. It hung out with that guy played by Indiana Jones.”
“Chewbacca?”
“Sounds right.”
Well, you get the drift. A surreal conversation to say the least. One of the first movies I can actually remember seeing in the theatre was Star Wars with my Dad. I was seven, and I can still remember thrilling to the triumph of good over evil. It was a message that my young mind never forgot. To hear someone else I respect just not be interested in it really shocked me. But then again, it shocks her that I've never seen "fiddler on the roof"
Ahhh... if I were a rich man. Still, I do subscribe to Netflix now, so if anyone has any good movie suggestions, please let me know.
Friday, May 13, 2005
"Lord of the sith" sure beats "lord of the dance"
Just hope I don't make that leap to Darth Kahunah, people.
You scored as Anakin Skywalker.
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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
The quest for fun...
Not the quest for peace... (god, that movie was awful)
Howdy again gentle reader... I would like to spout off on a topic that has come to my attention of late. America isn't having enough fun. Why do I say this? Because I've been looking around lately for entertaining things to do with my oh-so precious free time, and have been coming up absolutely empty.
I know... "He lives in a great city like New Orleans, and can't seem to have any fun?" You ask yourself. It's not so much that I'm not having fun; After all, where the webkahunuah is, good times tend to follow. It's just that no one else is.
To wit: How many times do you make plans to hang with friends only to sit around looking at each other saying blankly "I dunno, what do you want to do?" As a result, you wind up doing nothing.
I've been sitting around wondering why this is lately. Basically, I figure we as a people have been served up so much prepackaged entertainment that we have all but lost the fine art of keeping ourselves amused.
Think about it... sure, we go bowling, hang out on the beach, dine out, shoot pool, go to bars and drink booze, go to bookstores and drink coffee, Catch the occasional band at the local pub, watch the occasional movie and LOTS of T.V., (That was one crazy night!) But when wast the last time anyone really did anything that was fresh and different? I'm sure that we all occasionally break this rut with the odd special occasion (like a birthday scavenger hunt) But why does it only have to be on special occasions?
We're living in an amazing time, people! We have made it past the projected date for armageddon unscathed! we should be out there living our lives to their fullest, not just sitting around waiting for others to entertain us! Sure, americans are docile, fat and happy... but we need to keep our minds working!
So hop to it, people... do something different today, and tell em Rob sent ya. Let me know how it goes... I'll be in the Dogs of Atlantis den watching the Space:1999 marathon.
Just kidding... I'll be out there too. :)
Howdy again gentle reader... I would like to spout off on a topic that has come to my attention of late. America isn't having enough fun. Why do I say this? Because I've been looking around lately for entertaining things to do with my oh-so precious free time, and have been coming up absolutely empty.
I know... "He lives in a great city like New Orleans, and can't seem to have any fun?" You ask yourself. It's not so much that I'm not having fun; After all, where the webkahunuah is, good times tend to follow. It's just that no one else is.
To wit: How many times do you make plans to hang with friends only to sit around looking at each other saying blankly "I dunno, what do you want to do?" As a result, you wind up doing nothing.
I've been sitting around wondering why this is lately. Basically, I figure we as a people have been served up so much prepackaged entertainment that we have all but lost the fine art of keeping ourselves amused.
Think about it... sure, we go bowling, hang out on the beach, dine out, shoot pool, go to bars and drink booze, go to bookstores and drink coffee, Catch the occasional band at the local pub, watch the occasional movie and LOTS of T.V., (That was one crazy night!) But when wast the last time anyone really did anything that was fresh and different? I'm sure that we all occasionally break this rut with the odd special occasion (like a birthday scavenger hunt) But why does it only have to be on special occasions?
We're living in an amazing time, people! We have made it past the projected date for armageddon unscathed! we should be out there living our lives to their fullest, not just sitting around waiting for others to entertain us! Sure, americans are docile, fat and happy... but we need to keep our minds working!
So hop to it, people... do something different today, and tell em Rob sent ya. Let me know how it goes... I'll be in the Dogs of Atlantis den watching the Space:1999 marathon.
Just kidding... I'll be out there too. :)
Saturday, May 07, 2005
The importance of a good cookie...
Howdy, everyone.. it's been a while since my last post, but work has been hectic, leaving me little time to drop the blog thing...
Sorry... just watched MTV's "Cribs".
Anyway, I wanted to share with the blogsphere something really amusing that has recently happened to me. To begin with, I.. (AHEM) Have a date tonight. Yes, a date. With a woman and everything. But how the date came about is the funny part.
I have a close friend of the opposite sex that I enjoy spending time with. (The identity of said friend will remain undisclosed for the time being... no speculating, please.) Of course, when a guy and a gal spend a certain amount of time together, it leads to speculation on the part of just about everyone around them about what exactly is going on between the two.
Of course, the answer is "Nothing".
Anyway, I was having lunch (Chinese food...mmmmmm) with some friends, and one of them commented that their MOM asked what was going on between me and this particular friend.
So, I sit there, slightly embarassed about the fact that my social life is such great conversation material to my friends family, and suddenly think to myself "Hey... maybe I should ask her out." As I'm pondering this, the check comes with the traditional fortune cookie. I open it and the fortune reads... and I am not making this up... "It's time you asked that special someone out on a date."
Who am I to argue at that point, right? So I call her, and the conversation goes something like this:
Me: Hey, a cookie told me to ask you out.
Her: Huh?
Me: Yeah, but it occured to me that the cookie is right, and I should ask you out on a real "date".
What followed was a philisopical discussion of what constitutes a "date", but I won't bore you with that. Suffice it to say, I have a date tonight... probably dinner and a movie.
So, the moral of this story is to pay attention to whatever a tasty dessert has to say, okay?
Sorry... just watched MTV's "Cribs".
Anyway, I wanted to share with the blogsphere something really amusing that has recently happened to me. To begin with, I.. (AHEM) Have a date tonight. Yes, a date. With a woman and everything. But how the date came about is the funny part.
I have a close friend of the opposite sex that I enjoy spending time with. (The identity of said friend will remain undisclosed for the time being... no speculating, please.) Of course, when a guy and a gal spend a certain amount of time together, it leads to speculation on the part of just about everyone around them about what exactly is going on between the two.
Of course, the answer is "Nothing".
Anyway, I was having lunch (Chinese food...mmmmmm) with some friends, and one of them commented that their MOM asked what was going on between me and this particular friend.
So, I sit there, slightly embarassed about the fact that my social life is such great conversation material to my friends family, and suddenly think to myself "Hey... maybe I should ask her out." As I'm pondering this, the check comes with the traditional fortune cookie. I open it and the fortune reads... and I am not making this up... "It's time you asked that special someone out on a date."
Who am I to argue at that point, right? So I call her, and the conversation goes something like this:
Me: Hey, a cookie told me to ask you out.
Her: Huh?
Me: Yeah, but it occured to me that the cookie is right, and I should ask you out on a real "date".
What followed was a philisopical discussion of what constitutes a "date", but I won't bore you with that. Suffice it to say, I have a date tonight... probably dinner and a movie.
So, the moral of this story is to pay attention to whatever a tasty dessert has to say, okay?
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