I saw Ray today. That was a great movie. It was a little on the long side though. I also would have liked to see more about his life during the time when he was out of the entertainment spotlight ('80s-2000) but all in all, it was well-done. I've been pretty skeptical of Jamie Foxx as a serious actor up until this point. I couldn't stop seeing him in his sitcom roles or "Booty Call". (No, I didn't see Collateral....I might check it out though).
I also saw SAW courtesy of bootleg theater. That was one sick movie. It was excellent! I might actually go see it at the theater to get the full effect (not by myself though).
I tried to watch Dawn of the Dead, but either I'd had my fill of movies for one day, or it just sucked. I couldn't get into it. I would love to see the Bridget Jones sequel. I thought the first one was hilarious. Sit Up Britain ;-).
Lifestyles of the poor and nameless
Sunday, October 31, 2004 at 10:25 PM
Movie Madness
Friday, October 29, 2004 at 8:30 PM
Time is of the essence....
....so don't forget to turn your clocks back :-D.
Slowly but surely, I'm trying to build up my collection of *ahem* legitimate music. So, being the pauper that I am, I've turned to Ebay for help in locating some classics. Recent additions include:
Alanis Morissette- Jagged Little Pill (what would life have been without Ironic ?!)
Boyz II Men- II (I already have the first and 3rd albums....might as well round out the collection)
Intended acquisitions:
LL Cool J- Mr. Smith
Janet Jackson- Janet and Design of a Decade
Whitney Houston- Your Love is My Love or My Love Is Your Love (I forget the title)
Greenday- Dookie ("I sometimes give myself the creeps...";Basketcase--Need I say more?)
I know, they're kinda old (therefore kinda cheap-- $2.50-$4.00 should do it on Ebay), but this is the good stuff. With that said, all donations are welcome :-).
Slowly but surely, I'm trying to build up my collection of *ahem* legitimate music. So, being the pauper that I am, I've turned to Ebay for help in locating some classics. Recent additions include:
Alanis Morissette- Jagged Little Pill (what would life have been without Ironic ?!)
Boyz II Men- II (I already have the first and 3rd albums....might as well round out the collection)
Intended acquisitions:
LL Cool J- Mr. Smith
Janet Jackson- Janet and Design of a Decade
Whitney Houston- Your Love is My Love or My Love Is Your Love (I forget the title)
Greenday- Dookie ("I sometimes give myself the creeps...";Basketcase--Need I say more?)
I know, they're kinda old (therefore kinda cheap-- $2.50-$4.00 should do it on Ebay), but this is the good stuff. With that said, all donations are welcome :-).
at 2:15 AM
The Stylistics
Disclaimer: I know that I am not the "fashion elite" by any means, nor am I remotely in the running for ANTM. Now with that out of the way...onto our show.
When you start learning a foreign language, inevitably, the first words you learn are the curses and/or offensive gestures. Within a few weeks of exposure to the language/culture, you've got a pretty good handle on what things should be avoided at all costs. So why, pray tell, doesn't the same rule apply to fashion? I heard somewhere that the trend of exposure in women's clothing was on its way out. Say goodbye to your mid-riffs and hip-huggers; the conservative look is making a comeback. (As my mom says, hem-lines are inversely proportional to market performance. When the economy is good, hem-lines are down. When the economy is weak-skin is in; I know it's counter-intuitive, but I didn't make the rule....I also didn't think the economy was getting better, but that's just me). I digress. The point is: I should not have to be exposed to so much butt crack in the course of a workday. It was borderline traumatic.
There is a female Inspector at my job who must be about 35-40 years old....and insists on wearing these low-riding, hip-hugging jeans so that her butt crack is exposed even when she stands up (Dear God, don't let her bend for any reason). The worst part of it is that she refuses to sit down. In fact, she's always walking by and talking to someone...right in front of my desk. It's very scary. I just had to share that. Hopefully you are equally traumatized by the visual *hee hee* Sweet dreams.
When you start learning a foreign language, inevitably, the first words you learn are the curses and/or offensive gestures. Within a few weeks of exposure to the language/culture, you've got a pretty good handle on what things should be avoided at all costs. So why, pray tell, doesn't the same rule apply to fashion? I heard somewhere that the trend of exposure in women's clothing was on its way out. Say goodbye to your mid-riffs and hip-huggers; the conservative look is making a comeback. (As my mom says, hem-lines are inversely proportional to market performance. When the economy is good, hem-lines are down. When the economy is weak-skin is in; I know it's counter-intuitive, but I didn't make the rule....I also didn't think the economy was getting better, but that's just me). I digress. The point is: I should not have to be exposed to so much butt crack in the course of a workday. It was borderline traumatic.
There is a female Inspector at my job who must be about 35-40 years old....and insists on wearing these low-riding, hip-hugging jeans so that her butt crack is exposed even when she stands up (Dear God, don't let her bend for any reason). The worst part of it is that she refuses to sit down. In fact, she's always walking by and talking to someone...right in front of my desk. It's very scary. I just had to share that. Hopefully you are equally traumatized by the visual *hee hee* Sweet dreams.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004 at 1:20 AM
Men are from Mars.....and other stuff
Oops I did it again. I skipped the blog *sigh*. I intended to post something, but the draft didn't save and I was too tired/preoccupied to write it over. So tonight, we will have to make up for lost time.
Our first topic for tonight is "men are from mars". It's long been said that men are from some other planet. I tend to agree. How else can I explain the fact that there are people calling me that I haven't spoken to in months (in 2 cases, years). Maybe it's me. Maybe I have too much pride. I can't see myself calling up some guy that I might have spoken to once or twice a few months ago and saying "Hi. How are you doing? We haven't spoken in a couple months--- Oh, you don't remember me? We met at that sandwich place in Manhattan. Yeah yeah...that was me. Yeah...I know I said I was going to call about 4 months ago...so how are you doing?"
And they do it like it's no big deal. I went out with someone on one date about 2 years ago. It didn't go too well. We went our separate ways. But he still calls every 5 months or so. "Hey how's it going? Still single? Maybe we should go out again." So I've decided to oblige...maybe remind him of why we haven't dated in all this time (and get a free dinner/movie in the process).
Bachelor #2 says he's my soulmate....I just haven't realized it yet. Flattering; and if it were anyone else, it would indicate stalker tendencies. But he's cool people so I let him get away with it. Again, I've largely ignored him for the better part of 3 years. Secretly, I think that men (and some women too) like this abuse. We pine for the people who pay us little to no attention and curse at the ones who would bend over backwards for us.
I'm back on the soapbox
Although I'm not a real fan of the "hip hop movement" [has boys and men wearing oversized caps and t-shirts that could be dresses (just cinch the waist!)], I have to give P.Diddy his props for mobilizing the Black vote with his Citizens for Change organization. If there were sound effects, we'd have some applause right now. For those that didn't know, Prez Bush has declined several opportunities to address the Black community. Granted, BET doesn't represent all of the Black community; and if Prez thought that he didn't want to deal with the "BET generation", then he could have addressed the NAACP...but again he declined.
VOTE OR DIE!
P.S. Real World is on...I hope you're watching.
Our first topic for tonight is "men are from mars". It's long been said that men are from some other planet. I tend to agree. How else can I explain the fact that there are people calling me that I haven't spoken to in months (in 2 cases, years). Maybe it's me. Maybe I have too much pride. I can't see myself calling up some guy that I might have spoken to once or twice a few months ago and saying "Hi. How are you doing? We haven't spoken in a couple months--- Oh, you don't remember me? We met at that sandwich place in Manhattan. Yeah yeah...that was me. Yeah...I know I said I was going to call about 4 months ago...so how are you doing?"
And they do it like it's no big deal. I went out with someone on one date about 2 years ago. It didn't go too well. We went our separate ways. But he still calls every 5 months or so. "Hey how's it going? Still single? Maybe we should go out again." So I've decided to oblige...maybe remind him of why we haven't dated in all this time (and get a free dinner/movie in the process).
Bachelor #2 says he's my soulmate....I just haven't realized it yet. Flattering; and if it were anyone else, it would indicate stalker tendencies. But he's cool people so I let him get away with it. Again, I've largely ignored him for the better part of 3 years. Secretly, I think that men (and some women too) like this abuse. We pine for the people who pay us little to no attention and curse at the ones who would bend over backwards for us.
I'm back on the soapbox
Although I'm not a real fan of the "hip hop movement" [has boys and men wearing oversized caps and t-shirts that could be dresses (just cinch the waist!)], I have to give P.Diddy his props for mobilizing the Black vote with his Citizens for Change organization. If there were sound effects, we'd have some applause right now. For those that didn't know, Prez Bush has declined several opportunities to address the Black community. Granted, BET doesn't represent all of the Black community; and if Prez thought that he didn't want to deal with the "BET generation", then he could have addressed the NAACP...but again he declined.
VOTE OR DIE!
P.S. Real World is on...I hope you're watching.
Monday, October 25, 2004 at 12:40 AM
Patience is a virtue
Is it just me, or do people become less patient as they get old(er)? I find that a certain family member ("FM") has become increasingly impatient over time. Exhibit A:
FM: Can you go to the basement and get me a lightbulb?
Me: OK, I'll go down just now
FM: *muttering less than a minute later* if I want anything done around here, I guess I have to do it myself.
*FM races to the stairs and I race after her*
Me: I was on my way! I just wanted to finish this last bite of cereal. *Sighs*
FM: As usual, nobody does anything I say.
Me: *thinking WTF is she talking about?!*
Exhibit B:
FM: *examining the laundry that was hung on the line to dry* I guess if I don't pick up the clothes, nobody else will do it
Me: Umm....no....I just put the clothes to dry a little while ago. Didn't get to check on them yet.
FM: *pulls clothes off the line* Well here, take these upstairs.
So I take the clothes upstairs only to find that they're still damp and have to go back downstairs..guess who has the pleasure of spreading them on the line again?
The scary thing is...I know I'm already impatient (although not to this degree). Is this what I have to look forward to in my "golden years"?
FM: Can you go to the basement and get me a lightbulb?
Me: OK, I'll go down just now
FM: *muttering less than a minute later* if I want anything done around here, I guess I have to do it myself.
*FM races to the stairs and I race after her*
Me: I was on my way! I just wanted to finish this last bite of cereal. *Sighs*
FM: As usual, nobody does anything I say.
Me: *thinking WTF is she talking about?!*
Exhibit B:
FM: *examining the laundry that was hung on the line to dry* I guess if I don't pick up the clothes, nobody else will do it
Me: Umm....no....I just put the clothes to dry a little while ago. Didn't get to check on them yet.
FM: *pulls clothes off the line* Well here, take these upstairs.
So I take the clothes upstairs only to find that they're still damp and have to go back downstairs..guess who has the pleasure of spreading them on the line again?
The scary thing is...I know I'm already impatient (although not to this degree). Is this what I have to look forward to in my "golden years"?
Saturday, October 23, 2004 at 11:44 PM
And so it begins....
I was wondering how long it would take me to lapse on the entries. I'm sad to say....not long at all. I got sucked into this book I'm reading "The Last Juror" by John Grisham. It's a good book if you like the legal suspense genre. Although I manage to stay away from things like Court TV and Law & Order, I somehow became a Grisham groupie.
Moving right along....
I played table tennis today for the first time in a long time. <"Isn't that ping-pong?" you say. Yeah yeah you may play ping-pong, but I'm too cool for that. lol> Back in the day, I used to play on the back of an old door that we had set up in the house. I thought that was really bootleg until I met someone who told me that in his country, people used to play on their breakfast tables. Now that's dedication.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch....
Church was pretty interesting today. It's amazing how I always dread going to church. It's only an hour long each week, but inevitably, when the time comes I never want to go. Then I get there and hear the lesson and feel "wow.....that was great. I feel refreshed. I'm glad I came." The irony of life. Today's lesson was about options and the fact that for many people, Christians included, God is often the last option. When there's a problem, we exhaust all possible means and when we can't find a man-made solution, then we turn to God like he's some kind of genie in a bottle. Guilty as charged.
Moving right along....
I played table tennis today for the first time in a long time. <"Isn't that ping-pong?" you say. Yeah yeah you may play ping-pong, but I'm too cool for that. lol> Back in the day, I used to play on the back of an old door that we had set up in the house. I thought that was really bootleg until I met someone who told me that in his country, people used to play on their breakfast tables. Now that's dedication.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch....
Church was pretty interesting today. It's amazing how I always dread going to church. It's only an hour long each week, but inevitably, when the time comes I never want to go. Then I get there and hear the lesson and feel "wow.....that was great. I feel refreshed. I'm glad I came." The irony of life. Today's lesson was about options and the fact that for many people, Christians included, God is often the last option. When there's a problem, we exhaust all possible means and when we can't find a man-made solution, then we turn to God like he's some kind of genie in a bottle. Guilty as charged.
Thursday, October 21, 2004 at 4:44 AM
Let's hear it for the underdog!
The Red Sox (hereinafter "BoSox" for all my over-achievers) won the championship. I'm so excited...and I just can't hide it! I'm about to loose control and I think I like it ;-). And now the anticipated questions:
"but don't you live in NY? Shouldn't you be supporting the Yankees?!"
Answer: Damn Yankees! I'm not a conformist. The Yanks are too cocky....they were celebrating before they even won. Have a bite of humble pie Yankees :-p.
And in other news...
I got a message today from my high school alumni association. Turns out that one of the founders of HotJobs.com went to my h.s. After leaving HotJ, he created a site called www.thesquare.com - a networking site for Ivy League grads (like they don't have enough networking opportunities). Then he created a spinoff called www.squaredating.com so that Ivy League grads can date each other exclusively. Hey...let's keep that brainpower in the family shall we? While we're at it, let's give the Ivy Leaguers their own country, so that they don't have to mingle with us "mere mortals".
OK ok, I'm bitter. It was a minor speed bump on the path to world domination. Now back to the stuff that matters:
Did anyone see ANTM? Does anyone think that a Black female will be selected as ANTM? It's doubtful. There is constant commentary on the show about how every model has some flaw or something to hide, yet the judges do everything in their power to protect the perfect image. What's up with that? Lay off the Botox, tummy tucks and re-touches and show people as they are...maybe then regular people will stop attempting the unattainable.
I'm off the soap-box.
"but don't you live in NY? Shouldn't you be supporting the Yankees?!"
Answer: Damn Yankees! I'm not a conformist. The Yanks are too cocky....they were celebrating before they even won. Have a bite of humble pie Yankees :-p.
And in other news...
I got a message today from my high school alumni association. Turns out that one of the founders of HotJobs.com went to my h.s. After leaving HotJ, he created a site called www.thesquare.com - a networking site for Ivy League grads (like they don't have enough networking opportunities). Then he created a spinoff called www.squaredating.com so that Ivy League grads can date each other exclusively. Hey...let's keep that brainpower in the family shall we? While we're at it, let's give the Ivy Leaguers their own country, so that they don't have to mingle with us "mere mortals".
OK ok, I'm bitter. It was a minor speed bump on the path to world domination. Now back to the stuff that matters:
Did anyone see ANTM? Does anyone think that a Black female will be selected as ANTM? It's doubtful. There is constant commentary on the show about how every model has some flaw or something to hide, yet the judges do everything in their power to protect the perfect image. What's up with that? Lay off the Botox, tummy tucks and re-touches and show people as they are...maybe then regular people will stop attempting the unattainable.
I'm off the soap-box.
Wednesday, October 20, 2004 at 6:41 PM
Welcome
*Ahem* Is this thing on?? *Testing 1,2,3* Welcome one and all....or just one. I've finally FINALLY created a blog. Let's see how long this lasts.
Since nobody wanted to discuss this with me yesterday, I turn to cyberspace for commentary:
Did anyone see Real World yesterday? I'm not going to launch into diatribe about homosexuality...to each his own. But wasn't anyone else just a little affected by the beautiful specimen of Black man that "went to the other side?" Let us have a moment of silence.
Work: Still sucks. I'm still desperately hoping that something permanent comes along so that I don't have to be banished into the land that is known as Trenton, NJ doing a job I don't want.
Men: suck even more. lol. Just kidding. I was looking at the craigslist personals section today (boredom, curiosity, etc). Clearly I'm in the wrong profession.lol. Someone out there is willing to pay $30,000/year for sex:
You are a Hottie, make me happy and get $30,000 - 29 http://newyork.craigslist.org/mnh/m4w/46152944.html
Some teachers don't even make that much money. Geez.
Since nobody wanted to discuss this with me yesterday, I turn to cyberspace for commentary:
Did anyone see Real World yesterday? I'm not going to launch into diatribe about homosexuality...to each his own. But wasn't anyone else just a little affected by the beautiful specimen of Black man that "went to the other side?" Let us have a moment of silence.
Work: Still sucks. I'm still desperately hoping that something permanent comes along so that I don't have to be banished into the land that is known as Trenton, NJ doing a job I don't want.
Men: suck even more. lol. Just kidding. I was looking at the craigslist personals section today (boredom, curiosity, etc). Clearly I'm in the wrong profession.lol. Someone out there is willing to pay $30,000/year for sex:
You are a Hottie, make me happy and get $30,000 - 29
Some teachers don't even make that much money. Geez.
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