hmm. i think i need more knives.
so i finally unpacked after moving nine months ago. i reassembled my desk and dug out a bunch of stuff (like my photo printer, film scanner, and sound system) that had been sitting in boxes this whole time and set everything up. now i have a proper desk on which to do proper work and hopefully it’s one step closer to me finally piecing my life back together and moving on with it.
on a somewhat related note, i found a copy of The Replacement Killers on VHS amongst my things and i have no idea where it came from. i’ve never seen the movie and certainly don’t own it but everyone i’ve asked says that it’s not theirs. so if you tragically lost your copy of The Replacement Killers in the great Chow Yun-Fat fire of ’89, let me know and you can have this one.
if any post on this website is capable of costing me a job, it’d probably be this one (or the one where i mock astronauts). if you are a current or prospective employer of mine, a high ranking government official (of any country), or a conservative, please refer to my disclaimer before reading.
okay. we’re all human, right? and as humans, we have our guilty pleasures. well, one of mine is playing Grand Theft Auto. i know, i know. violence! brutality! crime! explosions! hookers! guns! hookers with guns! hmm. see, that’s the thing.
i was relieving some stress the other day by roaming the streets of San Fierro and punching random passersby when i inadvertently hit a nearby prostitute. now i don’t know if you’ve ever punched a hooker before, but they get mad. she began chasing me down and punching me which was very annoying so i began hitting her back. it usually takes quite a few punches to ‘kill’ people (they are easily revived by paramedics) and you can see their ‘life meter’ slowly go from green to yellow to red to black with each strike but this was different. her ‘life meter’ had long since gone black but she kept on popping back up like one of those inflatable punching bag clowns. i became concerned so i knocked out a cop, took his gun, and emptied the clip but the prostitute, totally unaffected, kept coming after me. it was crazy. she finally got a hold of a gun (i have no idea how) and began firing at me, yelling that i was a loser and she was going to call her pimp (my sympathies to anyone who has had a similar experience with an ex-girlfriend).
anyway, the ‘invincible hooker’ glitch eventually (and thankfully) crashed the game but i’m scared to death by the possibility of running into her again.
i bought a fleece blanket today for a buck and it is the softest, warmest, fuzziest dollar i have ever spent.
also, i’d like to wish a very happy 26th birthday to my buddy James.
so i was going through some old blog posts today when i stumbled upon my entry for November 30, 2001 which reads as follows:
today is pointless…its one of those days where you can go thru a school day without switching your brain to the ‘on’ position. so here i am surfing the web…i stumbled across kskdesign.com. these guys are nuts…i was totally inspired by their design skills and i can only hope to one day be where they are now…designing stuff for big-name companies like Coca-Cola and Sprint. dang! for more info, you can also visit kskfilms.com
the sad part is, if you visit kskdesign.com now, you’ll see a crappy website promoting a series of DVDs that help fight childhood obesity through dance. the original design firm must have either gone under or changed their name which is a bit of a letdown. also, people who know me well also know that i’m a firm unbeliever in dance’s ability to solve anything.
well, i’m kind of doing it. i’m going to bed earlier, eating breakfast, and taking my vitamins. feels good :)
i watched WarGames today, a suspense movie from the ’80s starring a very young Matthew Broderick. give it a try sometime if you haven’t seen it. it’s surprisingly not crappy.
word has it that the CTA overlords are planning a great westward expansion of the Blue Line from its current terminus in Forest Park all the way to Lombard in DuPage County. this is shouting great news as it’s about time Chicago began building a respectable metro transit system, something that’s pretty standard fare in other major cities.
i don’t know about you guys, but i like listening to talk radio in the shower even though it makes me feel weird every time i do it.
i feel like i just got hit with a sock full of pennies.