Light

I was standing outside last night and I looked up, gazing at the stars. I saw a little flash of light in the corner of my eye and I looked over. It was something in the woods through the trees. I stared carefully, hoping to see it again. Then there it was, another small flash of light. I choose to investigate. I proceeded in the woods stopping every now and then listening. Eventually I came to hear the cracking of branches, very faint and in the distance. They stopped ever so often. I got closer and closer. I haven't seen the light for a while then suddenly it was shining in my face, a white light. I could feel the heat. It seemed as though it was coming from a flash light but it was brighter than any flash light I've seen. I asked "Who's there?" I didn't get a response. Holding my hand up blocking the light from my face I walk forward slowly. Getting closer; I still couldn't see behind the light. I could almost touch the light. It was hot like a fire. I moved my hand to grab what I though was the flash light. The light vanished. I was there standing in the dark again. I looked around, my eyes not adjusted for darkness yet. Slowly shapes of the trees came into view. I could see the houses in the distance behind the trees. There was no one else there, I was alone. I slowly started to walk back to my home, looking back every few steps. As I got close to the tree line I started hearing the cracking of branches like before. I saw nothing. I walked out of the woods nearing my home and I looked back. I saw the flash of light again through the trees.

dear dream diary

I thought I'd tell the Internet a dream I just had. But once I made that decision, I was reviewing the dream in my head so I could write it down better. While reviewing; I realized that I was something in my dream that I am not in real life. Let's see if you can pick it out.
Like many of the dreams I remember it has a beginning that I don't quite remember. But it had to do with food and most likely McDonals since a couple of us had MikeyDs cups. There were four of us total. Two girls, me and another guy. I don't know these three people in real life. They were all average build people with brown hair. We were outside walking down a street in an urban-ish environment (similar to a couple of roads that are near my place in real life.) The four of us are discussing where to go next. They all want to go to a certain building that is within sight so they can be alone with their boyfriend/girlfriend since the four of us formed two couples. Yes, there was innuendo in my dream. For some reason adjacent to the road we were on had another road which formed a circle. For some other reason the other guy started running around it. The two girls and I leaned on a US postal service mail box (the blue ones) to wait for him. One of the girls said to me in a joking matter "So, what're you too going to do once we get there. Huh?" "Talk of the ails of the world. Isn't that what you two are going to do?" I replied in a sarcastic tone. "Well, if you don't like him don't go." she barked back. A few moments go by and the guy starts coming down the other side of the loop. "You just made me realize my hypocrisy." I said. And then I woke up.
The dialog isn't completely accurate but it's as close as I could come. The last line is spot on though.

Requiem for a Toy (NSFW language)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=le7lJJ_eI9s&search=requiem

Best Buy

So, I went and bought myself some things at bestbuy today. They gave me a coupon to get double points (so I'll go and spend money there). Oh what do you know I obeyed them. I'm a tool. A consumer whore. What else must I do O corporate America?! What else? I'll do your bidding. Whatever it is. Utilize my tool-ness.
Anyway, one of the things I bought was Gran Turismo 4 (GT4) It's pretty cool. I had it on my monitor and it looked good. But luckily my pal Adam has an HDTV. Holy crap! Beautiful. Although you can see all the little "flaws". It's not a very flashy game, graphically, unless you think cars are the equivalent of boobs. If that's the case then you better stay seated or else you'll embarrass yourself. Adam got the GTO, I bought, airborne. But sadly it didn't blow up or crash, it just miraculously landed back on it's wheels. The metal equivalent of a cat I suppose. We got kind of bored of it sorta quick. It's more of a game that one gets into. Which I'm looking forward to once the crap I have to do is done.
Anyway, Signs was on TV. It was getting interrupted by commercials. Ever notice that if you start watching a movie you have on DVD on the TV,you don't bother putting in the DVD? You continue to watch the TV version. Why is that? Damn mind control. Luckily, Adam's been conditioned to withstand such evil and put the DVD in which he miraculously had. Much better. Now the suspenseful parts weren't going to be interrupted by Windex commercials.
I actually like Signs. I think that and Unbreakable are pretty good movies. They don't really rely on 'twists' as much as M. Knights other movies. Thus more apt to be watched more than once. Even though I knew an alien was about to appear I was still pretty tense.

"It's called In The Pink, huh?" -Adam
"That's just wrong." -Tracey

The Justice League in under 10 seconds.

I know, I'm impressed too.

Damn Wonder Woman! You're Hot.

something new

On my way home tonight I decided to stop off at a local Pub ... because I had nothing better to do. Well, I did have something better to do but I didn't want to do them. Anyway, it's a good thing I decided to stop there. I walk in and actually sit at the bar. I think that was the first time I've ever actually sat at the bar in a bar. There was only one seat. On my right was some dude talking to his girlfriend or something and on my left was Adam. But before I get to who he is I have to tell you what I ordered. The bartender lady comes up to me and I order a Four Horsemen, it's a good fairly dark beer reminiscent of something like Kilians but darker and better. Anyway, after sitting there for like 10 minutes watching whatever the hell was on espn (must've been good 'cause I don't remember) I decided to chat it up. How very unlike me. Dude on the right had his back to me but Adam seem approachable. I introduced myself and asked what beer he was drinking (i knew it was IPA but I couldn't think of anything else to say). He said his name was Adam [last name with held]. Turns out he had made a similar decision as I did just a couple minutes before I did. Namely, randomly visiting bars. But he had a fairly good reason. His brother was coming for Easter or something and was finding which places had the best beer. Adam is fairly new to this area as well. We ended up talking about videogames. Mainly old ones (NES era). Adam is a tick older than I. ... man I'm getting distracted by Dave Letterman. Anyway, Adam actually invited me for dinner at his place. Said he would have to call his wife first and make sure she wouldn't mind. I said that it's kind of weird since he just met me. I could be an axe murderer after all. He laughed and suggested he could be a cannibal or really didn't have a wife. Long story short. Adam and his wife Tracey are really nice. No kids but a couple of awesome dogs. A lab and a giant Dutch Shepherd (first I've seen of one of those). We played some of his old nintendo games. He frickin' had Ninja Warriors! I was impressed. Three of us played scrabble. The largest word I got was 'honor'. I sucked. But Tracey's Margaritas made it fun.

"You know, I could spell 'fart' but luckily I have a 'B' too." -Adam

Battlestar Galactica

Some brief thoughts on Battlestar Galactica: I’m really interested in the story. It’s just too bad that I have to muscle my way through the show to get the story. Everyone talks like they’re tripping on acid. The camera man has constant seizures and seems to be confused as to what exactly the Zoom button does. The special effects are really well done, I just can’t see them as well as I’d like to because of the spastic camera man. The director/s or producer/s need to learn that two people staring at each other for minutes on end is not interesting. It’s boring and aggravating. And why does everyone whisper all the damned time?! Oh, I guess it’s the acid. And people licking each other like dogs and trying to taste what each other had for dinner is not sexy. It is revolting. I understand that they like each other but can’t they express that with out giving each other tongue baths? Not only that but it looks like whenever two people are talking, doesn’t matter the subject, it looks like they’re going to start making out.
As you can tell there are things I don’t like about the show. Mainly due to the human element (and the human-ish Cylons). I could deal with the camera work if the actors stopped getting hopped up on ecstasy and acid before the shoots. Reel it in people!

scrambler

It seems the shower is the place where I think a lot. Not on purpose of course, it just happens. I was thinking of the fundamental questions of What does 'want' mean and what does 'need' mean. I think one needs (ha) to first define the relativity of what one is talking about and maybe a goal concerning that relativity. For instance: Existance. What do I need for existence? Water, air, food, sunlight, and protection from things that try to kill me. That is if my goal is to continue my existence. If I do not wish to continue my existence I need but rid my self of one of the previously mentioned things, add one thing, or add nothing. The list for discontinuance can be much shorter indeed. What I want for my continued existence is a far longer list. Let us get simpler. My goal is to sleep. Not much needed there. Maybe some quite. How about something a little more abstract. Why am I where I am at any particular moment? We can get quantum mechanics on this or literal. I'm going with literal. Why do I go to a certain place? Because I need to. Why? Because I want to. Why? Why would I want to be somewhere? What is my goal? We've established the relativity of it; the place. But what is the goal? We don't always need that before we can answer the 'want' question. I want to be here because ...

the hum of peace

no matter how bad or uneasy I feel it always seems that when I turn on my electronics I feel at peace. Even if only for an instance. I come home, feeling uncertain, walk over to the computer and push the button. The red and green lights start blinking and I can hear the fans moving the air around them. Then my finger depresses the button on my monitor, the symbol in the center glows bright green. Now it is the televisions turn. I don't much care what images and sound it lets loose once I push that rectangle power button, I just want to noise and the warm light. When I don't feel very self conscious my notebook computer comes out and has the opportunity to do it's dance of warm light. Superfluous, yes, but enjoyable. The game consoles have warm lights too. Not only do they channel their warmth through the television or my monitor but they have a small one on themselves as well. Red, amber, green or blue. I don't much care as long as they glow for me. These objects keep me company. They dance for me and show me things. They entertain me, give me information, waste my time and pass my time. They distract me and annoy me. Show me things I dislike, like and abhor. They cost money, take up space and resources. They help and hinder. They almost do everything a human would do for and to me. Almost.

"Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot..."

... shouldn't 've left you.

A couple days ago I had a pretty good idea for what to write for a blog entry but I forgot. So instead I'm resorting to what I do most of the time and just write about not knowing what to write about. Ahh, self indulgence. Someone should open a business which allows one to hire a person to forcibly keep you on task. Or not. What does it say about me when I get excited that a couple videogames I've been wanting go from full price to $19.99? I actually clapped and let out a squeak of a "yes" when I saw the commercial. If only I could get as excited about a traffic light turning green. See you, Road Rage!

Mini reviews:
Domino: meh/10
Lots of flash, bleeded out colors and spinning cameras. There was a story? Was that when they were smoking in a sexy fashion? I think that's why it was rated R. It's got some cool scenes and a plot with some twists and turns but you wouldn't really know it because of all the lights in your face.
Saturday Night Live for March 11 2006: ehh/10
I only remember the beginning. And there was something else I actually laughed at but I forgot it.
Infinite Crisis #5: cool/10
Not as action packed as the others. It mostly sets up the state of things without resolving it. Still cool though.
Hellboy Mokoma: pretty good/10
It was entertaining. I had fun but I have this feeling that Hellboy is smiling while he's lifting my wallet.

"Let's go get the guns and the cash." - mom

Priceless

Manhattan: $9.50
Romeo y Julieta cigar: $12.00
Country Western Omelette with three buttermilk pancakes and water: $7.49

A nice night with friends at a fancy club followed by IHOP: Priceless