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Let me start by saying I wanted to see this movie and yes had decent to high hopes. They were horribly dashed not by the fact that the laws of physics, probability, thermodynics, water cooler ethics, and plain old common sense were... well... frankly left in central park where only pidgeons could find them to shit on them but in fact by the notion that a 1000+ year old guild of assassins whose purpose is to "kill one to save a thousand" was taking their kill instruction from a... wait for it... an automated loom. I'll give you moment to let that sink in. (insert Jeopardy music) All the action sequences were 3 steps to the left and past ridiculous. This i can accept... even perhaps enjoy. A loom? and people decoding it names of people to kill in the name of fate. Ok... I'm sorry... I have to stop there. Morgan Freeman using the term, "Mother Fucker"... eh... maybe. A FUCKING LOOM? Sorry... again I say no. 6 times one bullet intercepting another by striking it dead on. 3 of those times were within seconds of each other. Eh... annoying but forgivable. A FUCKING LOOM? And last but not least the closing words of the movie, "What have you done lately?" Perhaps out of context this doesn't leave you with the feeling that tripe may have just shat in your mouth like it did for me, but that it sounded to me more like the next slogan the army is going to use for recruitment. So help me god if I see James McAvoy on a Marine recruitment poster for potential snipers... I may in fact write my first letters to the supreme court. Why not the Secretary of the Army? Why not my congressman? Why not to the secretly gun toting postal workers in my neighborhood? BECAUSE GOD DAMN IT! Ok I lost where I was going with that because I was overwhelmed by the travesty of this particle piece of cinema. They shot my thought. Why not? According to this director you can shoot the wings off of flies and make a bullet curve using the same motion a boxer uses to throw a round house punch. Oh I almost forgot something. Apparently... and I did not know this. If you soak in a bath of wax and drink vodka for 3 hours you heal like Wolverine. It's true. They showed us all about it... over... and over... and over. My list of problems with this film reads like the list of continuity errors in Spiderman 2. And last but not least if you're looking to see a certain actress nude... go rent Gia instead. This concludes my time on the proverbial "soap box".

Where to begin... let's start with last Saturday. Last Saturday my cable and internet died. 2 hours on the phone for them to tell me it was my cable. Sunday I traded it in for a new one. I get home... and nothing. 2 more hours on the phone... it's my connection and they need to send out a tech... the soonest... Thursday. Monday night I get a notice in my mailbox that I have to have everything I own 3 feet away from all my windows because they are coming sometime Wed or Thurs to replace them. Tuesday... a conversation with apartment management... the window contractor and 7 hours of cleaning. Thurs and Friday I take vacation time for windows and cable guy. Thurs new windows in by 930 am. 2pm I get a voicemail saying my apt was cancel because they were unable to reach me. I was home all day with my front door open and at one point no windows... I was "here". A phone call to time warner that could easily have been more polite on my part and 20 mins later the tech was here. He was refreshingly intelligent and swift in his duties. He said it was correct that my connection was bad, and that the "new" cable box was also a toaster. He fixed my connection and replaced my cable box. In and out in 15 mins. A blessing on his house. Many in fact. Today... Friday they were supposed to come and put in window trim. No one showed up. Apparently also I'll be getting another notice for when my window blinds are to be installed. Today... my router died. Oh and I lost 16 hours of headbangers ball on the first cable box. Anyway... that's the story. Next weekend Marcon :D

Yes... that's right tonight at midnight I start my "vacation" for 2 business weeks. The official justification is due to a schedule change at work starting theoretically in June it is a very real possibility I won't have another chance till... perhaps Christmas. The main purpose for the two weeks is to allow me ample time for my next great build project to follow the chair... gasp... my bed ( and if time allows maybe a couch ). For those familiar with my chair the bed will be far more ridiculous in it's scope. Like the chair the bed will be built to my 6'2" lanky bastard dimensions. Like the chair... I will be using a gratuitous quantity of 2 by 4's and 8's, carriage bolts, plywood, wood screws, but for this project due to it's "size" I will be also buying a nail gun. Gasp. Yes... I said nail gun. I hope my accuracy with it is better than my last M-16 qualification because if not my parents garage will look like someone used grenades made out of pine needles. O.k. maybe not that bad. This also means that the only way to confirm my location for the next two weeks will be "eyes on target". I could and may potentially show up anywhere. Have tax return will travel. I still can't decide if I want to go to Adepticon in Chicago yet. I also hear the Parthenon calling my name... both of them. Who knows... when I get up in the morning I might not leave for 3 days ( sticks out tongue ). I have WoW and all the food I need can be delivered. How do you like them apples? :D OOOOH! I could drive to Mount Rushmore and see if I can find where the plumbers hid all the guns! I have a camcorder documenting that could be a blast! So to sum up... call my cell phone and I'll see ya when I see ya ;) ( insert hug and virtual mammal grab here ) ...now where did I put my sonic screw driver?

http://www.bestbuyskins.com/

Any bets what custom design I ordered for my laptop...

( insert ear to ear grin here )

I went to see this movie tonight with one of my friends mainly out of curiosity. I'm sure you all have seen the trailer and read the synopsis. This is one of those movies shot from the perspective of one of the characters. Do not let this fact alone turn you off to the film. Any comparison of this film to The Blair Witch Project can only exist on the most elementary levels. I was never able to stay awake through Blair Witch. I always fell asleep. This movie on the other hand held my attention. The characters are very real and tangible. The actors do a commendable job and combined with the style and layout of the scenes consistently conveys some of the most realistic emotion under extreme circumstances I have ever seen. Whether you enjoy this movie or not if it doesn't make you emotional... I'm sorry your numb and this is coming from someone who views himself as an often callous and cold human being. No, I'm not saying your going to be crying, screaming, etc... but at times I'm sure you'll quietly be saying things under your breath as the pit of your stomach drops as it did to me... several times. As for special effects... they were all flawlessly realistic and effective. When I came out of the theater the first thought through my mind was, "That was very well crafted." With this style of cinematography it is easy to be quick to judge. I can not imagine this was simple to make. It could only have been crafted as a labor of love. There is just no other way this film could have made it to the screen. My only complaint is I would have liked more, but at the same time I completely understand why they ended it the way they did. Am I saying you should rush out and see it? No not really, but on a small screen it will loose a lot. See it at the late show at the dollar theater on a date, but not your first date... one in which you're already cuddling ( Yes, I typed that out loud. ) With that said... I paid full price and went with someone you will NEVER find me cuddling with and I don't regret it.

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You scored as William Wallace The great Scottish warrior William Wallace led his people against their English oppressors in a campaign that won independence for Scotland and immortalized him in the hearts of his countrymen. With his warrior's heart, tactician's mind, and poet's soul, Wallace was a brilliant leader. He just wanted to live a simple life on his farm, but he gave it up to help his country in its time of need. William Wallace 88% Batman, the Dark Knight 79% Maximus 71% Lara Croft 67% Captain Jack Sparrow 58% Indiana Jones 58% The Terminator 54% El Zorro 50% The Amazing Spider-Man 50% Neo, the "One" 46% James Bond, Agent 007 42%

Unto itself the subject of this post doesn't mean much and shouldn't mean much to most people. I shall clarify. Twice before I have sat down and attempted to put in the form of a book or manuscript of sorts a compilation of what I believe in regards to philosophy and theology while at the same time describing who I perceive myself to be. The first time I finished it. I read it. I burned it and all notes associated with it in a fire hot enough to temper stone. The second time I made it about half way through the writing process and then I did the same. You might be asking yourself, "Why the hell would he do that?" The answer to that is what I perceived as moral responsibility. The idea that I was or am responsible for whatever someone might do after reading said document. My first reaction to my own work was of, "If someone reads this what will I have taught them? and by the gods what will they be capable of?" My own answers to those questions was why I promptly got with the fire making. I am now sitting down to the same task. My instincts seem to be demanding it. Will I destroy this one when I'm done as I have before? No I won't, but the list of people who are privy to it may very well be short.

Jojo requested I do this, and I could think of no reason why not.

Four jobs I’ve had:
Research Monkey
Supervisor
Delivery Guy
UPS truck loader

Four movies I love to watch over and over:
Cyrano de Bergerac
The Chronicles of Riddick
On a Clear Day You Can See Forever
Lilo and Stitch

Four places I have lived:
Toledo, Oh
Fairborn, Oh
South Korea
Texas

Four TV shows I enjoy watching:
Babylon 5
Torchwood
Dr Who
The digital music channel for Metal

Four places I have been:
Canada ( or so I'm told )
About half of the 50 States
The worlds of Issac Asimov, Dan Abnett, and H.P. Lovecraft.
Go to the far side of dream... as far as you think you might dare... close your eyes... spin around 10 times and jump. Where are you now?

Four websites I visit daily:
Yahoo mail
Livejournal
IMVU
http://icanhascheezburger.com/

Four favorite foods:
Steak
Salad
Chocolate Pecan Pie
Rolling Rock

Four places I would rather be:
Sating my instincts
In the presence of the Emperor
Retired
Mated

I just finished reading the novel "Descent of Angels" by Mitchel Scanlon the sixth of The Horus Heresy novels which act as a prelude to the Warhammer 40,000 universe. This series of books is supposed to fill in key details that have been left somewhat obscure, and until this novel I think they have done an excellent job. This book while being well crafted told me absolutely nothing. It will go down in the history of my life as being a 400 page waste of time whose value is akin to directions on a package of toilet paper. I love the setting. A more detailed and dark sci-fi universe you will not find. I have read literally over 2 dozen 40K novels. Never before have I finished one and not been pleased... until today. This also boggles my mind because this author wrote a book called "Fifteen Hours" which I thought was absolutely amazing. An emotionally rough book covering the life of Imperial Guardsmen in the trenches fighting orcs. I'm sorry but I can begin to express my level of frustration over this. It just irritates me beyond words how much I feel this book was a monumental was of my time.

If the following phrase legitimately reminds you of a story from your own life... there might be a problem.
"Dorothy you're not supposed to fuck the dog! You're supposed to walk the dog!"
We already have one confirmed instance of this. ( Not Dorothy jack ass... the reminder.)

Reason number 1 that CBS will never allow me and Libby on The Amazing Race.
Picture this...
Bangladesh... a nice hot day.
Me only in boxer shorts and flip flops running very fast.
Libby chasing me flailing bag pipes in an aggressive manner screaming, "You don't do that to Duckie!"

The power of Duckie compels me.

I'm off to contemplate the nature of the universe and how it relates to a bottle of steak sauce.

You'd better settle in this is going to take a minute or 10. Balance. Is it karma or just the universe enacting itself? Who knows but we've all experienced it. My morning at work was fantastic in a way I could never have seen and my afternoon at work just the opposite. Let me elaborate.

This morning I was in a meeting, briefing, etc... something when two of my closest friends decided to stop by. When they didn't find me they left me an elaborate little note on my dry erase board stating how they didn't find me and, "...since you weren't here... we left you a flower." And then they drew me a flower. This was two guys by the way. I wish I could have taken a picture and brought it home. I was , in my mother's tongue, "tickled". I thought it was fantastic. It perked me right up. I was in no small quantity stuck dumb as I laughed. I applaud them. If what I felt was a fraction of the stupidity if you will that women feel when they get flowers... today I have been granted some small furtherance of understanding.

This afternoon at work was not remotely as peachy. There are two thing in this world that set me off or annoy me more than any other... two sins if you will. Arrogance and Hypocrisy. I personally think you can track back all others to these two sources, but that is a dialogue for another time. The point is this afternoon I experienced an over abundance of the latter. Let's thank dictionary.com for the following quote.

hy·poc·ri·sy Pronunciation[hi-pok-ruh-see] –noun, plural -sies.
1. a pretense of having a virtuous character, moral or religious beliefs or principles, etc., that one does not really possess.
2. a pretense of having some desirable or publicly approved attitude.
3. an act or instance of hypocrisy.

I was surfing the web site for the band Nightwish when I came across the bio page for their drummer. The following is an excerpt.

"Dumbest question you have ever been asked:
Actualy this is not a dumb question. This is extremely good question which was asked by my daughter Luna. She once asked "Is our house outside or inside?". Think about it and if you'll find an answer please let me know."

I laughed as I thought about it... and never found an answer...

A friend of mine sent me this personality test and I thought I would share.
http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/dis_sample_36.asp
I tied for type 2,7, and 8... surprise surprise surprise.
For the record I am NOT "egocentric and domineering" :P

I always love how depending on how you say something whether in or out of any given context how funny or amusing the truth can be. Let me give you a couple of examples from my weekend.

Friday night ,while discussing Grendel's love life, Fate taught a Matriarch how to electrocute a Prophet.

Now completely out of context how does that sound?

Perhaps some examples from Saturday night?

So no shit... there I was... when a priest, Madonna, and Rainbow Bright walked into a bar.

A group of young men and women bearing a striking resemblance to a swat team not only kept a large group of zombies safe, but also from hurting each other.

The Cheshire cat ate Alice.

And last but not least...

It was determined that there is a relationship between a locksmith and the swiss ski team on one side and on the other Lady Jojo and a door knob. I can't make that up. I have witnesses.