We run with scissors in our hands.
Man, Marisa already updated about our trip to Boston. Can I really add much more to the telling of this tale? Maybe if I use pictures. Fire up that ASCII!!
OKno. I had a good weekend, despite the fact that both Jeff and Sara's apartments are, in many ways, much nicer and, in one particular way, less expensive, than my own. I like my apartment but it basically has three rooms (plus a bathroom, which I feel shouldn't count, because studio apartments have those, too). By my count, Jeff & Amy have five, plus a porch area, plus a bathroom. Sara and her roommate also have five. You may read their livejournals, but do they go around mentioning how many rooms their apartments have? No. Probably cause now that you know, you'll all ask them to store your crap. Luckily, I was discretely able to hide a filing cabinet at Sara's and several dirt bikes at Jeff's.
Anyway, it was most excellent to see Sara and Jeff and Amy and Ethan and Curtis, and, bonus round, Jason. I took some pictures, but I'm still way behind on post-college photography. My photo albums used to encompass between 6-10 months. The next one I finish will span over two years.
Boston is a pretty cool city but I prefer New York. Still, there's something to be said for a place where you can (a.) see the sky without a 90-degree turn (b.) get places in 10 or 20 minutes (c.) probably buy a house near the city for way less than New York. Of course, regarding (c.), that something would be said about most cities.
The Chinatown Bus is pretty cool, too. My apologies go out to Sara, who told me about it over a year ago; I didn't believe her. $20, roundtrip, and only a minimum of sketchiness. No way can Greyhound match that. Even if they lowered their prices, if you catch my drift. The bus will always be kinda sketchy.
Ethan took us to one New England comics, and then Sara brought us to another one. Boston is apparently the cheap-comics capital of the east coast. There are many fine comics establishments in NYC-- one that even sells new stuff for 20% off of cover, and pre-bagged to boot-- but I have yet to encounter any 25/50 cent bins. I bought damaged, worthless, dusty, folded, or otherwise unwanted (single) copies of New X-Men: Academy X, Zero Girl, Mr. T and the T-Force, Y the Last Man (well, two there), Hitman, Hate, Spyboy, and something called Electric Girl. This is similar to the random comics I've been picking up over the past few weeks, but those issues of Catwoman, Ultimate Fantastic Four, Fables, Nightwing, Now & Then, and Harley Quinn had a pretty low yield. This far more varied crop cost $4 total, and I have higher hopes for the quality (though this Academy X #1 is pretty mediocre). I like reading comics, and I like not collecting them even more.
More stuff I got: The newest Ben Lee CD, from Sara; one of the Ben Folds EPs, also from Sara; Three DVDs for $25, from Hollywood Video (Lost in Translation, American Splendor, Matchstick Men). Marisa got some Tick stuff. I feel certain that at some point in the future, I will sit on her couch and partake of it.
Although I feel bad that my first movie with Jeff in almost two years wasn't better than The Day After Tomorrow, I recognize that seeing a Roland Emmerich Picture with him is important to my sense of stasis in the world. As is the fact that Emmerich still isn't making good movies. Which isn't to say Day After Tomorrow isn't nominally entertaining-- and I'd even say this has some of the most astonishing images of his films, both in terms of technical achievement and aesthetic pleasing. But you really shouldn't hire Jake Gyllenhaal and not give him any good or funny dialogue, although having him be chased by wolves is a brief substitute. At least the Showcase in Randolph has one of the biggest goddamned non-IMAX screens I've ever seen.
Before the movie, Jeff and Amy BBQ'd for us plus a bunch of people they don't know, which I thought was mighty big of 'em. Jeff has a nice apartment *and* and he rocks the grill. Vote Jeff in '08!
Hey, I could tell the story about how my attempt to see Kill Bill Vol. 2 again with about half of my writing group came to a fizzle this afternoon, but nah.
I have AIM open for the first time in ages right now (hardly anyone is on), and there's a little ad for some new WB show called Summerland. They're using the tag "life will never be the same." Isn't that an overused tag for shows that have been on for awhile and are trying to goose viewers with the possibility that big, fascinating changes will occur?? How can you use that for a series no one has seen? Unless they're presupposing that the show is life-changingly good. Which, unless Judd Apatow or Joss Whedon or Matt Groening are involved, isn't likely. I may have to place another moratorium.
Movies For Which I Feel Genuine Excitement:
Harry Potter 3
Napoleon Dynamite
Spiderman 2: Spide Harder
Anchorman
Alien vs. Predator
There are lots of others I want to see, but that's my movie food pyramid right there.
OKno. I had a good weekend, despite the fact that both Jeff and Sara's apartments are, in many ways, much nicer and, in one particular way, less expensive, than my own. I like my apartment but it basically has three rooms (plus a bathroom, which I feel shouldn't count, because studio apartments have those, too). By my count, Jeff & Amy have five, plus a porch area, plus a bathroom. Sara and her roommate also have five. You may read their livejournals, but do they go around mentioning how many rooms their apartments have? No. Probably cause now that you know, you'll all ask them to store your crap. Luckily, I was discretely able to hide a filing cabinet at Sara's and several dirt bikes at Jeff's.
Anyway, it was most excellent to see Sara and Jeff and Amy and Ethan and Curtis, and, bonus round, Jason. I took some pictures, but I'm still way behind on post-college photography. My photo albums used to encompass between 6-10 months. The next one I finish will span over two years.
Boston is a pretty cool city but I prefer New York. Still, there's something to be said for a place where you can (a.) see the sky without a 90-degree turn (b.) get places in 10 or 20 minutes (c.) probably buy a house near the city for way less than New York. Of course, regarding (c.), that something would be said about most cities.
The Chinatown Bus is pretty cool, too. My apologies go out to Sara, who told me about it over a year ago; I didn't believe her. $20, roundtrip, and only a minimum of sketchiness. No way can Greyhound match that. Even if they lowered their prices, if you catch my drift. The bus will always be kinda sketchy.
Ethan took us to one New England comics, and then Sara brought us to another one. Boston is apparently the cheap-comics capital of the east coast. There are many fine comics establishments in NYC-- one that even sells new stuff for 20% off of cover, and pre-bagged to boot-- but I have yet to encounter any 25/50 cent bins. I bought damaged, worthless, dusty, folded, or otherwise unwanted (single) copies of New X-Men: Academy X, Zero Girl, Mr. T and the T-Force, Y the Last Man (well, two there), Hitman, Hate, Spyboy, and something called Electric Girl. This is similar to the random comics I've been picking up over the past few weeks, but those issues of Catwoman, Ultimate Fantastic Four, Fables, Nightwing, Now & Then, and Harley Quinn had a pretty low yield. This far more varied crop cost $4 total, and I have higher hopes for the quality (though this Academy X #1 is pretty mediocre). I like reading comics, and I like not collecting them even more.
More stuff I got: The newest Ben Lee CD, from Sara; one of the Ben Folds EPs, also from Sara; Three DVDs for $25, from Hollywood Video (Lost in Translation, American Splendor, Matchstick Men). Marisa got some Tick stuff. I feel certain that at some point in the future, I will sit on her couch and partake of it.
Although I feel bad that my first movie with Jeff in almost two years wasn't better than The Day After Tomorrow, I recognize that seeing a Roland Emmerich Picture with him is important to my sense of stasis in the world. As is the fact that Emmerich still isn't making good movies. Which isn't to say Day After Tomorrow isn't nominally entertaining-- and I'd even say this has some of the most astonishing images of his films, both in terms of technical achievement and aesthetic pleasing. But you really shouldn't hire Jake Gyllenhaal and not give him any good or funny dialogue, although having him be chased by wolves is a brief substitute. At least the Showcase in Randolph has one of the biggest goddamned non-IMAX screens I've ever seen.
Before the movie, Jeff and Amy BBQ'd for us plus a bunch of people they don't know, which I thought was mighty big of 'em. Jeff has a nice apartment *and* and he rocks the grill. Vote Jeff in '08!
Hey, I could tell the story about how my attempt to see Kill Bill Vol. 2 again with about half of my writing group came to a fizzle this afternoon, but nah.
I have AIM open for the first time in ages right now (hardly anyone is on), and there's a little ad for some new WB show called Summerland. They're using the tag "life will never be the same." Isn't that an overused tag for shows that have been on for awhile and are trying to goose viewers with the possibility that big, fascinating changes will occur?? How can you use that for a series no one has seen? Unless they're presupposing that the show is life-changingly good. Which, unless Judd Apatow or Joss Whedon or Matt Groening are involved, isn't likely. I may have to place another moratorium.
Movies For Which I Feel Genuine Excitement:
Harry Potter 3
Napoleon Dynamite
Spiderman 2: Spide Harder
Anchorman
Alien vs. Predator
There are lots of others I want to see, but that's my movie food pyramid right there.