My dad visited this weekend, which is way cool… We headed down to the Boston Museum of Science yesterday to check out some of the exhibits and " Shackleton’s Antarctic Adventure" in their Omnimax theater. It was a pretty good show, and theater seemed pretty well-equipped. We made it to the trains just before the big lightining storm, and we only had to walk from the train stop to my apartment in the downpour. During that short walk, however, there was a lightining strike literally a few hundred feet away from us, and we heard residual arcing and whatnot, pretty wild.
This morning we woke up early (well, actually, he woke up his usual time, 6am, and I woke up at 8:30am. ;) and headed out to see the U.S.S. Constitution, which was an amazing site. I have been here for two months now, and I am only starting to have time to realize the historical significance of the area that i am in. I mean, New Jersey was very important to the revolution as well, but this area is teeming with historical sites. To think that Paul Revere had stood where I did today, it’s a real mind job.
He left a little while ago, and I have just been cleaning around here… My dad brought up a small vacuum for me to use around here (thanks grandma), so I finally feel like the floors are clean (even after a good sweeping they never felt right). My dad also gave me my “black glass diploma”, which is basically a repllica of my paper diploma etched into beveled black glass. It looks hyper-sexy, but I have to figure out a way to light it so the letters glow.. *eg*
To do laundry or not to do laundry, that is the question….
A.I. was good. It was truly Kubrick cum Spielberg, and unfortunately the good and bad qualities of both came along for the ride. For those calling it Pinocchio 2001, you sure are clever…. How did you find the Pinocchio subtext in the film? Was it the fact that they DIRECTLY reference Pinocchio throughout the whole movie and it is an important plot point? It was definately a Spielberg ending that will make the masses feel good, but also feel strange. This movie wouldn’t have been watchable if Kubrick had executed it, but Spielberg did a great job of making it safe for human consumption.
Unfortunately, Spielberg made it pretty readable as well, but that didn’t make it a bad movie.. I guess I liked it, and it was a good “Summer Event Film”, but it wasn’t going to change the world (just bring a tear or two to the eyes of the world’s residents).
The hyper-weird thing about yesterday, however, was that when we were waiting outside the theater, we ran into Dink & Sara Berg (and ultimately Manny). We got to talk to Dink quite a bit, but we were lining up by the time we ran into Sara, et. al. They all live in this area, however, so I am sure we will run into them soon…
My dad is coming up this weekend for some “hang-out” time, which should be fun. He should be here in a little bit…
…I just wish I was… :) Actually, I am going to see A.I. at 7pm tonight over at the swank Fenway theater. I employed one of my discount tickets I got here through work (so I only had to pay \$5.50 vs. \$9), which is totally rad. I had to order more, however, since I am beginning to run out. I don’t have high confidence in this film, but it has garnered rave reviews, so who knows… Hopefully that scrawny little kid has developed some acting ability now that he is a little older…
The excuse for afterbirth director of this movie could have saved all of the viewing public some time by titling this film “Generic Drug Movie”. I loathed Pi, it is one of the worst movies I have ever seen. I held off in seeing his follow up, Requiem for a Dream based on my sheer hatred for Pi. I finally caved into peer pressure, renting the DVD, and subsequently learned that I had wasted 4 dollars.
What I liked: Marlon Wayans surprised the living christ out of me… I guess he can act afterall… Ellen Burstyn is one of the greatest actresses of our day. She did a wonderful job convincing me she was going crazy…. And why shouldn’t she with one of the thinnest plotlines I have ever let my senses encounter.
What I hated: Seriously? Almost everything else. The son-of-a-bitch even used the “DV Cam Duct-Taped to the Chest Cam” again. I give up on this reject…. I am sick of people who make annoying art being praised for being visionary. Visionary does not equal bad, get it through your heads. There is nothing about RFAD that makes it any more special than the “don’t be a junkie” after-school-specials they forced us to watch in high-school health classes.
_…destroy us, or make us saints
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_we don’t care, it’s not our fault
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_that we were born too late
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_a screaming headache on the brow of the state
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_killing time is appropriate
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_to make a mess and fuck all the rest,
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_we say, we say
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so what? so what?
_now i know what is right
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_i’ll kill them all if i like
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_i’m a time bomb inside, no one listens to reason
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_it’s too late and i’m ready to fight
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_so what?
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_now i’m ready to fight
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One year in public view. One year delivering noise about my life to my friends, family, and more. One year of figuring out how to use this here LiveJournal. One year ago today I created this journal, and since then I have made 459 entries into it. One year ago today I started spreading the LiveJournal word, and many of my friends signed up. One year ago today, I was sobbing in my Capstone apartment.
One year A.L.J., I am better, happier. I don’t think that this state is a result of LiveJournal, but what do I know. Perhaps LJ was the life-altering thing that changed me forever. Perhaps altering life was the thing that changed my LJ forever… I have learned that LJ is the way for me to vent, for me to get some of this noise out of my head, and for me to simply babble at the people I think are cool.
One thing I do know: Every neo-Tom Hanks movie is about bleeding underwater and pissing.
One other thing I do know. Tomorrow is jerronimo’s one-year anniversary. He has 3 times as many journal entries as I do. Of course most of those are lists of music, one line pastes from some chat room, and posts consisting of one word and an emoticons. :P