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Very little is new in life. A few random notes to keep this thing updated:
-Saw Grindhouse opening weekend, Easter Sunday. A nice way to spend three-and-a-half hours, although I don't think my friends quite came out of it with their sanity intact. Poor Miss Kou and Mister E... I don't think either came out with their sanity intact. My bad. I enjoyed it greatly at least; Death Proof wasn't nearly as good as Planet Terror, but all was enjoyable, and the price was right, and the trailers were all kinds of awesome (although I don't think anyone really got the joke of Edgar Wright's "DON'T!"). The kind of movie that suggests that it was made for me... As for others, though...?
I am convinced that the world is simply not awesome enough to get the hang of a film like this. The people who will get the nature of the film won't go see it, and those who go to see it won't get it. That, and I know almost no one outside of myself who could stomach the film... Kind of a pity that way, because it was a heck of a lot of fun. The failure pretty much assures we won't see another of this ilk again (it doesn't help that they plan to split the two films for DVD... what will they do about the trailers then?!).
-For my family's sake, there is a girl in my life, although I'm still not sure if she likes me or just sees me as 'one of the girls'. I'm so used to the latter camp by now I doubt it matters anyway. I guess the reason I have yet to scare her off is that she was home-schooled, so her experiences in dealing with people are nil. She's a good person, and a decent chess player (although our strategies match too often, ending in a stalemate), but I can't speak much for her tastes in film (the one non-date we've had was to see Ghost Rider... Peter Fonda as the devil. Have I said enough already?). She lives nearby, so she's already talking about next semester and walking to school together. Whatever happens, happens, I suppose.
-My attempts to take Summer classes seem to be felled by idiocy at the student loan department, who claims that if a class is twice a week it counts for double cash, meaning that if I want to take Modern Art I need to fork over $300 that I don't have.
-As for Fall, I suppose I can be thankful for being clumsy for once. It's a good semester all in all (Intro to Women's Studies, Intro to Philosophy, International Peace Building Since 1945), but I mislabeled one class on my sign in sheet... As it turns out, attempting to figure out which one of the two 'Topics in Film & Theater" was 'Set Design', I accidentally signed up for 'The Films of Alfred Hitchcock', one which hasn't even made it into the listings. I'm not sure who the teacher is or how the class will go, but I am thinking positively. If nothing else, since the new campus will be down the street from here, I won't have to worry about ride issues this year...
-Day two without cable and the world feels oddly quiet. They came without warning and without notice this time, appearing while we were all asleep and clipping the cords, deciding that instead of a note they would wait until we called to tell us that unless we paid them $200 that none of us could afford we'll be without television. They seemed oddly disappointed when we said that we couldn't pay them.
To me, I suppose it doesn't mean too much. Television, for me, was mostly background noise. What I can't watch now of what I did enjoy for new shows (House, Mythbusters, Drive) can be supported by a healthy addiction to bittorrent. And the repeats I watched don't matter much in themselves; after all, I have Futurama on DVD and some other random shows if I truly need that background noise.
-The death of author Kurt Vonnegut doesn't depress me as much for the fact of the author's absence as much as how others are reacting to it. Outside of my family most I know react with it to a shrug and the question of "Who's that?" Considering that most of the people I know are twice my age and have only ever read TV Guide and whatever tabloid they can get ahold of, I suppose it doesn't surprise me too much. But it's still a depressing thought.
-Life goes on.
-Saw Grindhouse opening weekend, Easter Sunday. A nice way to spend three-and-a-half hours, although I don't think my friends quite came out of it with their sanity intact. Poor Miss Kou and Mister E... I don't think either came out with their sanity intact. My bad. I enjoyed it greatly at least; Death Proof wasn't nearly as good as Planet Terror, but all was enjoyable, and the price was right, and the trailers were all kinds of awesome (although I don't think anyone really got the joke of Edgar Wright's "DON'T!"). The kind of movie that suggests that it was made for me... As for others, though...?
I am convinced that the world is simply not awesome enough to get the hang of a film like this. The people who will get the nature of the film won't go see it, and those who go to see it won't get it. That, and I know almost no one outside of myself who could stomach the film... Kind of a pity that way, because it was a heck of a lot of fun. The failure pretty much assures we won't see another of this ilk again (it doesn't help that they plan to split the two films for DVD... what will they do about the trailers then?!).
-For my family's sake, there is a girl in my life, although I'm still not sure if she likes me or just sees me as 'one of the girls'. I'm so used to the latter camp by now I doubt it matters anyway. I guess the reason I have yet to scare her off is that she was home-schooled, so her experiences in dealing with people are nil. She's a good person, and a decent chess player (although our strategies match too often, ending in a stalemate), but I can't speak much for her tastes in film (the one non-date we've had was to see Ghost Rider... Peter Fonda as the devil. Have I said enough already?). She lives nearby, so she's already talking about next semester and walking to school together. Whatever happens, happens, I suppose.
-My attempts to take Summer classes seem to be felled by idiocy at the student loan department, who claims that if a class is twice a week it counts for double cash, meaning that if I want to take Modern Art I need to fork over $300 that I don't have.
-As for Fall, I suppose I can be thankful for being clumsy for once. It's a good semester all in all (Intro to Women's Studies, Intro to Philosophy, International Peace Building Since 1945), but I mislabeled one class on my sign in sheet... As it turns out, attempting to figure out which one of the two 'Topics in Film & Theater" was 'Set Design', I accidentally signed up for 'The Films of Alfred Hitchcock', one which hasn't even made it into the listings. I'm not sure who the teacher is or how the class will go, but I am thinking positively. If nothing else, since the new campus will be down the street from here, I won't have to worry about ride issues this year...
-Day two without cable and the world feels oddly quiet. They came without warning and without notice this time, appearing while we were all asleep and clipping the cords, deciding that instead of a note they would wait until we called to tell us that unless we paid them $200 that none of us could afford we'll be without television. They seemed oddly disappointed when we said that we couldn't pay them.
To me, I suppose it doesn't mean too much. Television, for me, was mostly background noise. What I can't watch now of what I did enjoy for new shows (House, Mythbusters, Drive) can be supported by a healthy addiction to bittorrent. And the repeats I watched don't matter much in themselves; after all, I have Futurama on DVD and some other random shows if I truly need that background noise.
-The death of author Kurt Vonnegut doesn't depress me as much for the fact of the author's absence as much as how others are reacting to it. Outside of my family most I know react with it to a shrug and the question of "Who's that?" Considering that most of the people I know are twice my age and have only ever read TV Guide and whatever tabloid they can get ahold of, I suppose it doesn't surprise me too much. But it's still a depressing thought.
-Life goes on.