...or does the new Cure single sound like Robert Smith is gargling a mouthful of balls? That new Beck song pretty much sucks too...I did hear some track from a local band called Bell Gardens that I liked a lot. Other L.A. bands worthy of mention: Bodies of Water and The afternoons. Very enjoyable.
...is the Dark Knight pretty much the best movie of the summer? Maybe even the year? I doubt I'm going to have a better time at the theater, but one never knows. Wall*E was great and Iron Man was a pleasant surprise, but Dark Knight rules all.
...is it a miracle that the Throwdowns managed NOT to finish last in our division? Considering how inexperienced we were at the beginning of the season, I think I should notify the Pope on this one.
...am I earthquake-proof? Maybe. I slept through one, didn't feel anything on the last one because I was in my car, and was out of town for another. How can I use this power for good?
...does anyone do any work in the government? Based on how long it's taken for my wife to get her visa, I doubt it.
...are there less cars on the road? Yeah. Are the people still driving their cars in L.A. still self-righteous, entitled bastards? Yeah.
...are the skinny-leg jeans worn below the ass somehow more ridiculous than baggy jeans worn below the ass? Toss upon that one I guess. But I often wonder how these hipsters look at themselves in the mirror and come away with the affirmation that they have got it "going on."
...did Joss Whedon rip off my D2 and make it a musical?
http://www.drhorrible.com/index.html I'd come after you, Whedon, but I'm too busy watching it again and again. Consequently, when did Neil Patrick Harris become a man-god? I should have realized his ascension when I saw his turn as the psychic Neo-Nazi-esque official in Starship Troopers. "It's afraid."
It's a strange world. Let's keep it that way.