I've begun phasing this blog out. Another one is in the works. Rather, I started posting on several different pages - you know, just testing things out - and ended up posting more on one page than the others and this one. The other blog also has much better writing.
So, sorry if I disappoint. You can send me an e-mail or comment on this post if you must know what the other blog is.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Ocean's Twelve
Monday was my birthday, and I'm glad no one made a too big a deal out of it. A couple of friends made a cake for me, and I got a couple of comments on my Facebook wall wishing me a happy birthday. I didn't get scheduled to work, so I relaxed a bit even though I was behind on homework (and still am, but I don't really care very much right now).
On Monday, I borrowed Ocean's Twelve from Mattie. I watched it yesterday afternoon, and I don't care what anyone says, I thought it was hilarious. There were a couple parts about it that I didn't really like. The use of Deus ex Machina is not appreciated in Aparment 33. Otherwise, it was, I thought, a very enjoyable movie. That whole with Julia Roberts? Genius. Music? Awesome.
Tyler, my roommate, does make a good point though. In Ocean's Eleven, everyone had a field of expertise for which they were hired. It's what they were there to do and they did it fantastically. In Ocean's Twelve, not so much. Everyone just kind of did whatever because the focus in this movie wasn't just one job. It was spread over a couple jobs, none of which needed any experts in any field (except maybe Nagel and his hologram thingy, but he wasn't even part of the crew). The whole hiring of the grease man, movers, pickpocket, etc. was the appeal in the first movie. Everyone had a chance to shine. Still, I liked it a lot because it made up for the lack of distinct roles with humor and creative filming, though I hear some people thought the filming was just confusing and stupid.
I also hear that Ocean's Thirteen was better than Ocean's Twelve, or at least that Ocean's Thirteen was really good, so I'm intrigued.
Oh, and question. Did Tess count as the twelfth person? Because she didn't really do anything, except to pretend to be herself (haha!).
Best line in the movie: Well, I gotta sit down on the toilet or else I'm going to shit on your feet.
Or maybe: God, it's almost like this Kabbalah crap doesn't even work!
OR: And tell him dresses like a gigolo!
Ah, so many good quotes. I could go on and on.
On Monday, I borrowed Ocean's Twelve from Mattie. I watched it yesterday afternoon, and I don't care what anyone says, I thought it was hilarious. There were a couple parts about it that I didn't really like. The use of Deus ex Machina is not appreciated in Aparment 33. Otherwise, it was, I thought, a very enjoyable movie. That whole with Julia Roberts? Genius. Music? Awesome.
Tyler, my roommate, does make a good point though. In Ocean's Eleven, everyone had a field of expertise for which they were hired. It's what they were there to do and they did it fantastically. In Ocean's Twelve, not so much. Everyone just kind of did whatever because the focus in this movie wasn't just one job. It was spread over a couple jobs, none of which needed any experts in any field (except maybe Nagel and his hologram thingy, but he wasn't even part of the crew). The whole hiring of the grease man, movers, pickpocket, etc. was the appeal in the first movie. Everyone had a chance to shine. Still, I liked it a lot because it made up for the lack of distinct roles with humor and creative filming, though I hear some people thought the filming was just confusing and stupid.
I also hear that Ocean's Thirteen was better than Ocean's Twelve, or at least that Ocean's Thirteen was really good, so I'm intrigued.
Oh, and question. Did Tess count as the twelfth person? Because she didn't really do anything, except to pretend to be herself (haha!).
Best line in the movie: Well, I gotta sit down on the toilet or else I'm going to shit on your feet.
Or maybe: God, it's almost like this Kabbalah crap doesn't even work!
OR: And tell him dresses like a gigolo!
Ah, so many good quotes. I could go on and on.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Better than what?
I just came back from an Easter dinner with my aunt and her in-laws. Note: my aunt isn't really my aunt and neither is my uncle really my uncle. They are very close family friends and I call them and think of them as my relatives. It was a lot of fun. They were very inviting and the food was very good. Now, I'm not sure how but somehow everyone knew it's my birthday tomorrow. There was a chocolate roll cake and a Better Than Sex cake that I blew out the candles on.
It was funny, though, when they sang Happy Birthday. It was very loud and enthusiastic. No one sang on the same key and the some of the kids were covering their ears. It was all really charming. It was a pretty fun Easter dinner, I'd say.
P.S. The cake really might have been better than sex.
It was funny, though, when they sang Happy Birthday. It was very loud and enthusiastic. No one sang on the same key and the some of the kids were covering their ears. It was all really charming. It was a pretty fun Easter dinner, I'd say.
P.S. The cake really might have been better than sex.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Excommunication
"Want to hear something sad? Rick got excommunicated."
That's what a customer said to someone on her phone. It really is a sad thing. Excommunication is not a common thing in the LDS church, I think (and I'm assuming this person is LDS because we're in Provo). I don't think you can do something unintentionally and get excommunicated for it. If this person really did get excommunicated, he must have done something big. And yet the customer said it the way you would tell someone that a friend moved to an apartment in the neighboring city or that your car was impounded.
It was all pretty sad.
That's what a customer said to someone on her phone. It really is a sad thing. Excommunication is not a common thing in the LDS church, I think (and I'm assuming this person is LDS because we're in Provo). I don't think you can do something unintentionally and get excommunicated for it. If this person really did get excommunicated, he must have done something big. And yet the customer said it the way you would tell someone that a friend moved to an apartment in the neighboring city or that your car was impounded.
It was all pretty sad.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Ding!
It's funny how when I first started blogging, I struggled to come up with something to write about even just twice a week. Now, I'm bursting with material and find myself needing to carry around a notepad so I don't forget the ideas I come up with. Normally, I find it hard to remember even one idea long enough for me to finish classes and get home to my computer.
I would write more, I really would, but it's getting pretty late and I'm freakin' tired.
I would write more, I really would, but it's getting pretty late and I'm freakin' tired.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Purple. Not blue.
Today, Chris and I went to watch Tyler's intramural basketball game. Tyler was on the white team and the other team was called the blue team even though they were wearing purple. It was all very confusing, but that's the not the point. The point is that every time it was the blue team's ball, the referee yelled "Blue Ball!"
Don't yell blue ball. Ever.
Don't yell blue ball. Ever.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Where in the world is Elder Gee?
So, when I got home from work yesterday, I found a couple of messages from a friend that I had made during the summer term. He rarely goes on GoogleTalk and we keep missing each other, but he basically said that he was going to be in Provo because he is going into the MTC today and would be at the Creamery around 11 before his life disappears from everywhere except for Arequipa, Peru for the next 2 years.
But which Creamery?! There are four Creameries! Right after my 10:00 class, I rushed to the Creamery at the Wilk because I assumed he'd been talking about that one. I waited from 10:50 to 11:03, then began to think that maybe he meant the Creamery on Ninth. I ran to the Creamery on Ninth and waited for a bit and didn't see him, so I ran all the way back to the first one at the Wilk and waited until 11:25.
Sadly, I figure I missed him. I guess I could still write him while he's at the MTC. Since Chris, one of my roommates, works at the MTC, maybe he could drop off my letters (If you're reading this, Chris, hint hint!!). I would've liked to see him before he left. The next time I'll probably see him is in a little more than two and a half years.
I wish him well.
But which Creamery?! There are four Creameries! Right after my 10:00 class, I rushed to the Creamery at the Wilk because I assumed he'd been talking about that one. I waited from 10:50 to 11:03, then began to think that maybe he meant the Creamery on Ninth. I ran to the Creamery on Ninth and waited for a bit and didn't see him, so I ran all the way back to the first one at the Wilk and waited until 11:25.
Sadly, I figure I missed him. I guess I could still write him while he's at the MTC. Since Chris, one of my roommates, works at the MTC, maybe he could drop off my letters (If you're reading this, Chris, hint hint!!). I would've liked to see him before he left. The next time I'll probably see him is in a little more than two and a half years.
I wish him well.
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