YOU MAY ALREADY BE A WINNER!
Prize to the first person who can explain where my new tagline comes from. (Not you, Amanda. That would be cheating.)
Author: Adam (Page 97 of 224)
The Weblog Recruitment Project proceeds apace, with the inauguration of Lisa Crankypants. My friend Lisa D. will be sharing her cranky views with the world – trust me, it’ll be worth a look.
If anyone else has been thinking about starting a weblog, but didn’t want to deal with setup and design issues, let’s talk. The online world can always use new interesting voices.
Another reason healthy eating is overrated. (Personally tonight, I tucked into a portion of spaghetti carbonara from Tutto Pasta larger than a jack-o-lantern, and I’m feeling no ill effects. I did bring a lot of it home, though.)
“I have self-esteem. Which is pretty amazing, because I’m probably somebody who wouldn’t necessarily have a lot of self-esteem, as I am considered a minority.
If you are a woman, if you are a person of color, if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, if you’re a person of size, if you’re a person of intelligence, if you’re a person of integrity, then you are considered a minority in this world.”
-Margaret Cho, “Notorious C.H.O.”
This concert movie is out on video. It’s almost “unbearably hilarious” at times, as John said, but it’s also well-written and thought-provoking. A good combination for the new year, if you ask me.
Do you go to the movies alone? If you do, are you comfortable with it? I go to movies by myself all the time, and it usually doesn’t bother me. I even prefer it sometimes, especially when the theater is almost empty and I can think of it as my own private screening. But sometimes, when the theater is crowded, I feel a little strange about it. Today was one such time. Plus, I was sitting in a row with a sort of half-aisle in front of me, so everyone in the theater used my legs as a turnstile. One woman stamped down on my foot so hard, I almost cried out. But rather than slinking away as she should, she forced me to acknowledge her apology before she would move on. Then, the movie didn’t start until 15 minutes after the posted time, and then we watched the previews with sound only. Not Star Theatres’ finest hour. Or mine, I guess.
Happy New Year.
CRAWFORD, Texas (AP) – President Bush said Tuesday that an attack by Saddam Hussein or a terrorist ally “would cripple our economy,” offering new justification for potential war against Iraq even as he said North Korea’s nuclear ambitions can be curbed without military conflict.
Is it possible that people are beginning to catch on to how crazy and irrational this Iraq vendetta is? Probably not. But in a new year, we can hope.
Punch-drunk movie reviewers
Been meaning to post this for some time. Back when I was watching “Punch-Drunk Love” just about every day, I was reading a lot of reviews and such for it on the internet. I came upon this synopsis of the movie on some site I wish I could remember the name of, but I can’t. Still, I think it’s hilarious how many things are wrong with this small blurb:
Barry, the owner of a phone-sex business that is slowly failing, becomes obsessed with collecting pudding coupons that offer frequent flyer miles. He eventually earns enough to fly around the world. When he learns that a woman whom he had met by chance and about whom he cannot stop thinking has left for vacation in Hawaii, he uses the coupons for a trip to find her.
Did they see the movie? Any of it?
“Catch Me If You Can” is close to 2-1/2 hours long, and Steven Spielberg uses that massive canvas to siphon every bit of fun from what should have been a lighthearted, frothy story about a charming teenage con man. Take away this leaden seriousness (the con man was upset over his mother’s infidelity! the fed is a humorless man alone on Christmas! etc.) and about an hour’s running time, and maybe you’d have something. As it is, you have a movie destined to be given an award by the Watch Light Battery Society of America.
When, oh when is “About Schmidt” opening?
My friend Lisa, who rarely sees movies in the theater, was telling me last night about her new DVD player. She said she was looking forward to seeing the new Star Wars movies finally, since she was such a fan of the original trilogy.
If you’re really a fan, I said, you’ll skip the new ones.
I think this was good advice.
Bring on 2003!
Frankly, this year sucked. I went through a tremendous amount of rejection, both personal and professional; I spent about six months of the year trying to deal with inexplicable bouts of anxiety, panic, and psychosomatic illness; I had friends coping with family illness and death; the political and social climate of the country swirled even further down the drain; and I don’t know anyone in particular who’s had anything positive to say about the last 12 months of the calendar. My prediction was so, so wrong.
But…
I’ve met some great people this year, I’ve managed to support myself (barely) as a freelancer, and people seem to still be reading these words. I’d like to thank everyone who takes time to come here and read my insane ramblings. You’re a great group of people that I’m lucky to know, and I wish you all a Much Improved 2003.