THURSDAY RANDOMATION: "It is an overwhelming fact that facts can be overwhelming"
Try that little piece of brillance on for size, my friends.
Well, I'm stepping away from this brief for a few moments to collect myself and say hello to all of yinz, it's been a few days, no? To quote Vice President Andrew Martin Taft Dick Cheney, "The fact of the matter is," it's been a random week, of sorts. Capping all the weirdness off is that my brief SUCKS, and may have momentarily lost my proverbial fastball, when it comes to writing. I did come up with that little nugget of wisdom all by my lonesome, however, so I've got that going for me.
It seems that I'm slowly but surely working my way back into a creative little groove here. Oddly, it's a different kind of creativity than the "I MUST WRITE A COMIC BOOK!" inspiration that overcame me back in July. No, it's a more mellow spark, the kind that has me inching my way back into poetry. It's a little scary, though, because poetry either means I'm depressed, or that I have a muse. I don't really believe either istrue, so who knows what the hell is going on? Theories, anyone? And ("you're gay.") doesn't count as a theory. And no, you can't read anything... not that you'd want to.
Anyway(s), I'll stop waxing about crap that perhaps only three of you out there even remotely care about, and will instead quickly recap the week, and discuss the DUMBEST CHARITY DRIVE OF ALL TIME!
First up, it's been a dizzingly random week. Monday after school, what started out as "Dinner at Fat Heads with Kup" turned into "Drunk at Duke's with Lara, Harry, and Kup." Strangeness abounded, and I racked up a fifty dollar tab on the night guzzling Blue Moons and not even knowing why. So, "goodbye" X-Men Legends, my new dream-video game purchase. I'll have to wait until next paycheck to pick it up. If anyone out there plays it in the meantime, let me know.
Oh, I also came home to an utterly cavalier, distracting email, that was one part infuriating, one part perplexing, and 84 parts frustrating. Details on that, not to follow. At least the Chefs beat the Team That I Hate Like Death, leaving the Stillers alllll alone in first place heading into Sunday's showdown with Not Really the Browns. Pray the Black and Gold are triumphant, so I don't have to deal with Jeanie gloating. I'd have to get medievil on her ass.
Moving right along, Tuesday featured the Cardinals mollywhopping the Dodgers, and the VP debate. I was underwhelmed by the debate, and hereby apologize to Kup for making him watch it instead of the Yankees game. I'm placing myself on man-probation for a week. I'm going to have to eat some brats and drink some extra brews on Sunday to make up for that lack of testosterone-effort on my part. Wednesday was more of the same, though the Yankees won, and I was introduced both to "Scorch" the puppet-dragon from the "Match Game '90" and the awesomeness that was Astonishing X-Men #5. If you have a remote interest in the X-Men, READ THIS SERIES!
A few other items of note:
- Thanks to the Astros for coming out of nowhere to win the bet I made with Bill last February.
- Props to Bill, coupled with a big I TOLD YOU SO, as he finally watched Star Wars for the first time in his 24 year-long life, and fell in love with The Trilogy.
- Props to Cox.net for continuing to hide your true identity from me. Hopefully, you're a REALLY hot girl that's looking for a meaningful long-term relationship based on mutual trust and understanding built upon a rock-solid foundation of deep, thought provoking conversation. And, like me, are just looking for someone to hold.
-NIC GETS HERE TOMORROW!!! CAN'T WAIT! I actually don't know if she's ever been out n' about in PGH?? So we're doing some mad-drinkin,' it will be awesome, and details will follow.
And Finally, THE WORST CHARITY DRIVE EVER!!!
...will have to wait until later, this is getting too long.
haha! I gotta keep y'all coming back for more, somehow!
..okay. I'll be bored tonight, probably, call or come over and play. We can watch baseball! ...Or Star Wars... or V... or something equally geeky.
stay the same, never change.
-apk
Well, I'm stepping away from this brief for a few moments to collect myself and say hello to all of yinz, it's been a few days, no? To quote Vice President Andrew Martin Taft Dick Cheney, "The fact of the matter is," it's been a random week, of sorts. Capping all the weirdness off is that my brief SUCKS, and may have momentarily lost my proverbial fastball, when it comes to writing. I did come up with that little nugget of wisdom all by my lonesome, however, so I've got that going for me.
It seems that I'm slowly but surely working my way back into a creative little groove here. Oddly, it's a different kind of creativity than the "I MUST WRITE A COMIC BOOK!" inspiration that overcame me back in July. No, it's a more mellow spark, the kind that has me inching my way back into poetry. It's a little scary, though, because poetry either means I'm depressed, or that I have a muse. I don't really believe either istrue, so who knows what the hell is going on? Theories, anyone? And ("you're gay.") doesn't count as a theory. And no, you can't read anything... not that you'd want to.
Anyway(s), I'll stop waxing about crap that perhaps only three of you out there even remotely care about, and will instead quickly recap the week, and discuss the DUMBEST CHARITY DRIVE OF ALL TIME!
First up, it's been a dizzingly random week. Monday after school, what started out as "Dinner at Fat Heads with Kup" turned into "Drunk at Duke's with Lara, Harry, and Kup." Strangeness abounded, and I racked up a fifty dollar tab on the night guzzling Blue Moons and not even knowing why. So, "goodbye" X-Men Legends, my new dream-video game purchase. I'll have to wait until next paycheck to pick it up. If anyone out there plays it in the meantime, let me know.
Oh, I also came home to an utterly cavalier, distracting email, that was one part infuriating, one part perplexing, and 84 parts frustrating. Details on that, not to follow. At least the Chefs beat the Team That I Hate Like Death, leaving the Stillers alllll alone in first place heading into Sunday's showdown with Not Really the Browns. Pray the Black and Gold are triumphant, so I don't have to deal with Jeanie gloating. I'd have to get medievil on her ass.
Moving right along, Tuesday featured the Cardinals mollywhopping the Dodgers, and the VP debate. I was underwhelmed by the debate, and hereby apologize to Kup for making him watch it instead of the Yankees game. I'm placing myself on man-probation for a week. I'm going to have to eat some brats and drink some extra brews on Sunday to make up for that lack of testosterone-effort on my part. Wednesday was more of the same, though the Yankees won, and I was introduced both to "Scorch" the puppet-dragon from the "Match Game '90" and the awesomeness that was Astonishing X-Men #5. If you have a remote interest in the X-Men, READ THIS SERIES!
A few other items of note:
- Thanks to the Astros for coming out of nowhere to win the bet I made with Bill last February.
- Props to Bill, coupled with a big I TOLD YOU SO, as he finally watched Star Wars for the first time in his 24 year-long life, and fell in love with The Trilogy.
- Props to Cox.net for continuing to hide your true identity from me. Hopefully, you're a REALLY hot girl that's looking for a meaningful long-term relationship based on mutual trust and understanding built upon a rock-solid foundation of deep, thought provoking conversation. And, like me, are just looking for someone to hold.
-NIC GETS HERE TOMORROW!!! CAN'T WAIT! I actually don't know if she's ever been out n' about in PGH?? So we're doing some mad-drinkin,' it will be awesome, and details will follow.
And Finally, THE WORST CHARITY DRIVE EVER!!!
...will have to wait until later, this is getting too long.
haha! I gotta keep y'all coming back for more, somehow!
..okay. I'll be bored tonight, probably, call or come over and play. We can watch baseball! ...Or Star Wars... or V... or something equally geeky.
stay the same, never change.
-apk
3 Comments:
never feel ashamed for knocking back a blue moon or five. I'm not a beer girl (favoring, of course, something more meaty like Jack or Ketel One), but that stuff I can drink all night and still be happy. As for the VP debate- is it just me or is Edwards a bit of a slick trial lawyer? Of course, he was debating with the spawn of Satan (not that I have a bias against Cheney or anything), so that little bit of sleeze barely registered.
As a long-time Joss Wheden devotee (ask Alimac how I used to tape Angel every week on her VCR), if you think his writing for X-Men is good (as it is, without a doubt), you should check out Buffy, Angel, or especially Firefly. Joss-isms abound, as do laughs, action, and the occasional lesbian scene. Just a thought.
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DutchGirl, at 1:06 AM, October 08, 2004
Banner, I'd like to commend you on your Zack Mills hypothesis. I've long suspected his success as a quarterback was directly proportional to the amount of Drinking and/or Whoring he participated in that week. I like to think of it as the "Kerry Collins Effect." If you'll notice, he was lights out until two years ago, after the Wisconsin game. Some suspect his problems began with his shoulder injury in Madison, I know the TRUTH, though--- Kerry visited him that week (as documented by "The Penn State Football Story") and Zack, realizing he could never be the master boozehound of QBs that the great Number 12 was, gave up his pursuit of the sauce, and his game has suffered ever since. Damn shame, too, he was on his way to becoming my all-time fave.
KLE, I will hate on the Cubbies all I want. They've always been my obnoxious buddy Bill's favourite team, thus I can never like them. Also, I've always HATED the royal fakeness that is Sammy Sosa. And I started liking the Cards right around the time they picked up Daryl Kile and my previously favourite ballplayer, Jim Edmonds. So there you go.
As for Joss Whedon, I'll admit, until recently, I was a Whedon virgin, until Jeanie started me on the Buffy path. We're slowly working our way through Season 2, currently, and the fantastic writing on the show is directly responsible for my interest in Astonishing X-Men. I'm a LONG time X-Men fan, dating back about 12 years now, but I've not read them consistently since sophomore year of college. Astonishing is simply, well, astonishing, and it's written so well, that I hope above all hope that Whedon has a hand in X3 now that Bryan Singer's out.
As for Angel, he's one of my least favourite characters from the show, so I stay away, for now. I watched an episode of Firefly when it first came out, and couldn't get into it. I will, probably, give the movie a shot when it comes out.
-apk
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apk, at 1:33 PM, October 08, 2004
It's the tall, dark, handsome, and brooding, isn't it? That's why most guys hate Angel. Believe me, though- Buffy's boyfriends get progressively worse, from Captain America Riley Finn, to Angel-wanna-be Spike... ugh.
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DutchGirl, at 2:43 PM, October 08, 2004
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