hey, car chases are important to plot!

I have a headache. Too many movies.

I’ve seen 4 movies in 2 days, with various friends. Finding Nemo was decent, but I’m not a big fan of cartoons. The Italian Job was a bore, with even Edward Norton putting up a crappy performance. Seriously, there are only so many times you can see cars barreling through subways. X-men 2 is my current favorite. It was engaging, making myself care about the characters. But the real kicker to this marathon was the sneak of Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle. I’m going to spell it out: S H I T. I can’t believe someone took the time to write a script for it. There’s no need! Just show firm asses, voluptuous chests, mix in some guns and poorly executed special effects, and blammo: SHIT. I could pretend that it was made to be campy, not to be taken seriously. But I sure wish they considered my time to be more important than they did, because I’m now that much closer to death after those 2 hours of hell.

Enough of that. In case you were wondering, I’ve been keeping busy being a dork. A few things have been getting done, but why tell about them? It’s boring. I’m off today (Friday), so make plans with me. Even if I don’t know you that well, there’s no excuse.

Look at this:

What is your immediate thought? Great hair? Nice background?
I doubt it.
If he had breasts, you’d think he was hot.
But we love him dearly, because of the “childhood trauma that turned him into a survivor.” RollingStone is worthless.

June 27, 2003

Posted in cogitations.