Wednesday, December 14, 2005

As I set down these notes on paper I’m obsessed with the thought that I maybe the last living man on earth

So I went to the movies last night and saw Syriana. If you don’t know what the movies about go read up on it, I’m not going to spend precious blog space rehashing the plot for you. While this movie was brilliantly acted and very interesting, I couldn’t help but thinking to myself: Wait what the f*ck is going on here. If you are considering seeing this movie may I suggest you wait. It seems that you need at least six months of research on American Oil companies dealings with Middle Eastern Countries. Still though this was a very good movie, it just expects it’s viewer to know it’s back ground story, which I didn’t. So study up on shady oil deals and the government’s involvement in them and then go watch this movie. Anyhow, here are a few thoughts and ideas I’ve been mulling over.

- Earlier this year I had the idea that U of A basketball was similar to a great marriage. Only in this marriage you wife goes out and cheats on you with some obnoxious asshole, someone like Jason Biggs, 2-3 times a year. I think this marital metaphor perfectly describes my relationship with Wildcats basketball, just thought you’d like to know.
- Is there a better feeling then putting on an old pair of jeans or a jacket you haven’t worn in a while and finding a 20 dollar bill in one of the pockets? I really don’t think there is. This hasn’t happened to me in years, but the mere thought of it fills me with joy.
- Speaking of U of A basketball, this years team is uninspiring at best. While there defense is the best it’s been in some time, the offense is about as fun to watch as to homeless people making love. I mean seriously, even if these said homeless people were mildly attractive it would still be gross.
- Do we need to start a petition to get Mark Ruffalo to stop making chick flicks? I mean c’mon Mark. You’re far too talented to be staring in romantic comedies (which it should be note are to women what porn is to men. My father told me this a few years back and I responded by vomiting.). Get back to the indie scene Mark, we miss and need you.
- Could anything make you change the channel faster then hearing “produced by Courtney Cox and David Arquette”?
- While watching the previews at the movie theater tonight, one of the trailers had this line in it: From the brilliant minds that brought you Cabin Fever. I don’t I’ve ever laughed harder at a trailer. If I was somehow involved in the writing process that brought about the train wreck know as Cabin Fever, not only would I deny that fact ‘til my dying day, but I would make sure it was never mentioned in any of my other works that I was somehow connect to that movie. But it takes all kind… I guess.
- When you can’t fall asleep until after 4:30 a.m. strange things happen to you. You find yourself on entertainment weekley.com and then wondering how the hell you got there. And then you want to kick the shit out of yourself for going there in the first place. It’s a vicious cycle.
- Well it’s after 4 and I’m going to try to sleep. Sometime in the near future I’ll put out my top songs of the year list. Hope this tides you over for now.

Until We Meet Again.

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