Apparently I am an incredibly prejudiced son of a ....
Try taking some of these tests. It's for an educational purpose and you might surprise yourself.
Addendum to last post:
Ok, I thought of this the moment I typed the word yesterday, but I decided to wait until today to fully address the issue. I've seen/read a lot of things about women and the reception they get for being assertive, especially in the workplace. The idea (and arguable fact) is that even in this day and age, regardless of sex, most people (at least subconsciously) think women should be meek and have no opinion. When professional women become assertive the response is "What a bitch!" Now I have no idea what is secretly in my Id, but I would personally like to think I don't have a problem with anybody being assertive. Perhaps instead of saying overly assertive I should have said overly aggressive. And I mean overly aggressive as in gettin "all up in yo' grill." Regardless of gender, the actions displayed in that episode warranted the phrases bitch, dickhead, asshole, prick, or whatever.
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Woo Hooooooo!!!!!!!!
I could have sworn I was heard a heavenly chorus when my eyes found this headline. And here's the local coverage.
So, the original reason for this entry was a tv show. No, not a new show, (although last night's "The Office" was absolutely spectacular) but the discontinued series The Practice. Granted, I only watched one episode, but I don't understand what supposedly made this series any good. I'll save you all the details, but the conclusion of what I saw was this: The main actor/hero in this episode was an overly assertive bitch. The "bad guy" was a well intending assistant district attorney who promised the mother of a slain child that justice would be done. In effort to create a side story, one of the characters helped a poorly cast "mentally retarded" man find his daughter. Unfortunately his lines were light-years beyond unbelievable for almost any mentally handicapped person. And finally, the two "main" characters (head honchos Lara Flynn Boyle and Dylan McDermott) glared at each other across a room while really wishing they could be pounding/grinding away on each other.
Supposedly this show was supposed to be kind of dark and also show both sides of some really tough topics. The acting quality was pretty good, but what I saw was absolute crap. The person/personality we were supposed to root for was absolutely repulsive, and the sexual tension between the two main hotties was just pathetic. Add terrible and unbelievable lines (for the "retarded" man) and the whole thing just sucked. Maybe one of you watched back in the day and can give a better review. It can't be all bad if it lasted 8 or so years.
In other news, if you ever feel like watching a documentary, check out The Laramie Project. While it is a documentary, it's has a great cast of professional actors. It would make a great addition to any multi-film movie night.
So, the original reason for this entry was a tv show. No, not a new show, (although last night's "The Office" was absolutely spectacular) but the discontinued series The Practice. Granted, I only watched one episode, but I don't understand what supposedly made this series any good. I'll save you all the details, but the conclusion of what I saw was this: The main actor/hero in this episode was an overly assertive bitch. The "bad guy" was a well intending assistant district attorney who promised the mother of a slain child that justice would be done. In effort to create a side story, one of the characters helped a poorly cast "mentally retarded" man find his daughter. Unfortunately his lines were light-years beyond unbelievable for almost any mentally handicapped person. And finally, the two "main" characters (head honchos Lara Flynn Boyle and Dylan McDermott) glared at each other across a room while really wishing they could be pounding/grinding away on each other.
Supposedly this show was supposed to be kind of dark and also show both sides of some really tough topics. The acting quality was pretty good, but what I saw was absolute crap. The person/personality we were supposed to root for was absolutely repulsive, and the sexual tension between the two main hotties was just pathetic. Add terrible and unbelievable lines (for the "retarded" man) and the whole thing just sucked. Maybe one of you watched back in the day and can give a better review. It can't be all bad if it lasted 8 or so years.
In other news, if you ever feel like watching a documentary, check out The Laramie Project. While it is a documentary, it's has a great cast of professional actors. It would make a great addition to any multi-film movie night.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Retrospective
I read an interesting article on San Andreas today, and thought it worthy of a link. I would give The Washington Post credit by linking to them, but since they require a login, fuck 'em. Here's the MSNBC version:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9495566/
In other news, quick, grab your raincoat and bible!! Apparently it's flooding everywhere. Must be the endtimes...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9051268/
http://today.reuters.com/News/CrisesArticle.aspx?storyId=HAN86685
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9453446/
Oh, and a BIG ol' congratulations to MP for doing something awesome last weekend.
"I was there...it was crazy!!!"
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9495566/
In other news, quick, grab your raincoat and bible!! Apparently it's flooding everywhere. Must be the endtimes...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9051268/
http://today.reuters.com/News/CrisesArticle.aspx?storyId=HAN86685
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9453446/
Oh, and a BIG ol' congratulations to MP for doing something awesome last weekend.
"I was there...it was crazy!!!"
Monday, September 26, 2005
Contest!!! (numero ???)
Ok everyone, a new flash contest for you.
http://www.totaloverdose.com/game/index.asp
I've done about a 15 tosses and have almost gotten to 8500. (84xx, can't remember) Let's see what you can do.
Oh, and the other day while checking xbox.com I noticed that Fable is out for PC. It seems that a lot of the side missions they edited out of the xbox version due to time constraints are now included in this edition. That should make it an excellent game, as my only complaint was that it was way too short. If you even kind of like RPGs, this is definitely one game you should play.
http://www.totaloverdose.com/game/index.asp
I've done about a 15 tosses and have almost gotten to 8500. (84xx, can't remember) Let's see what you can do.
Oh, and the other day while checking xbox.com I noticed that Fable is out for PC. It seems that a lot of the side missions they edited out of the xbox version due to time constraints are now included in this edition. That should make it an excellent game, as my only complaint was that it was way too short. If you even kind of like RPGs, this is definitely one game you should play.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Go Gophs!
Man do I wish I could be in downtown Minneapolis this weekend. (For those that don't already know, let me make it perfectly clear that I love collegiate sports.) Saturday marks the biggest game of the season so far for Minny as they face off against the Purdue Boilermakers. With a win they will prove that they've finally learned from the last two disappointing seasons and are deserving of a spot in the top twenty. With one of the most talented running backs in the country, the Gophers should pull off a win in what is expected to be one of the best games of the week.
Other than that, I went to the DMV this morning for a new driver’s license. I got there at 7:30 (they open at 8) and there was already a line about 25-30 people long. Things actually went pretty quick though, and I was out of there by nine. Strangely enough, the guy in front of me was from Minnesota too (I saw his DL). Small world I guess... I should have asked him if he was planning on watching the game.
Other than that, I went to the DMV this morning for a new driver’s license. I got there at 7:30 (they open at 8) and there was already a line about 25-30 people long. Things actually went pretty quick though, and I was out of there by nine. Strangely enough, the guy in front of me was from Minnesota too (I saw his DL). Small world I guess... I should have asked him if he was planning on watching the game.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
One mile, two mile, three mile, four!
Or should I say floor?
I don't know why, but I love the state of Nebraska. Yeah, it's mile after mile of what some might call nothingness, but all that green land stretching out for miles is beautiful to me. There's almost a timeless quality to it... Little farms here and there, cattle grazing by the side of the road. Town after tiny town built around old grain elevators where tall trees line avenues of century old houses. Towns where railroad cars used to load up the grains of every harvest, where old depots now house only memories and the sounds of bygone locomotives...
There is something about these towns and the roads leading through them that hearken back to a time less harried and hurried. If I ever decide to settle down and write a book, look for me on the edge on one of these peaceful hamlets. A town that was once bustling with the hope and innocence of children playing, now filled with only the ghostly echoes of long departed generations. Behind a house on the edge of this specter will be an old tire swing hanging from the outstretched limb of a gnarled oak - a tribute planted decades ago by a soldier for those neighbors who would not return. Beyond that tree, a sun scorched lawn will lead to corn fields stretching to the setting sun. A place of ghosts and timeless echoes...
I don't know why, but I love the state of Nebraska. Yeah, it's mile after mile of what some might call nothingness, but all that green land stretching out for miles is beautiful to me. There's almost a timeless quality to it... Little farms here and there, cattle grazing by the side of the road. Town after tiny town built around old grain elevators where tall trees line avenues of century old houses. Towns where railroad cars used to load up the grains of every harvest, where old depots now house only memories and the sounds of bygone locomotives...
There is something about these towns and the roads leading through them that hearken back to a time less harried and hurried. If I ever decide to settle down and write a book, look for me on the edge on one of these peaceful hamlets. A town that was once bustling with the hope and innocence of children playing, now filled with only the ghostly echoes of long departed generations. Behind a house on the edge of this specter will be an old tire swing hanging from the outstretched limb of a gnarled oak - a tribute planted decades ago by a soldier for those neighbors who would not return. Beyond that tree, a sun scorched lawn will lead to corn fields stretching to the setting sun. A place of ghosts and timeless echoes...
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
A query, as it were...
In my latest mad spurt of writing inspiration I was struck with several hypotheticals. So I query you:
Numero Uno: The year: 2008. You’re living in a two story apartment complex with gray siding. The trim is a dark gray, perhaps with tints of blue when viewed from 163 degrees. It is a dark, overcast day.... Sorry, got distracted there, forget the ominous tone. Anyway, you live in a nice place with patios out the back on the ground level and decks on the second. Yours is one unit away from the end of the building, and your neighbor, the corner unit, has excellent taste in some of the finer aspects of life, specifically classical music. Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, Chopin, Pachelbel, Stravinsky, Mendelssohn, your neighbor has it all. There's one problem though; he sometimes likes it a little loud. Usually it's only barely audible while sitting next to an open window or on the patio, but several times a month, always right around 7:30 pm, the delectable first notes of a Boston Pops Live album featuring five of these composers reaches first your ears, then your neighbors’, and their neighbors and so on. Now do you call the super and complain? After all, isn't it wrong to be protesting this kind of greatness just because it is not at a time of your choosing? Do you sit back and enjoy, or bitch?
Ever feel just like dancing all alone around a giant fire in the middle of the woods like a person gone completely mad? Perhaps a wee bit similar to Tom Bombadil? Perhaps with clothing optional? Bombadilish as it were...
Numero Uno: The year: 2008. You’re living in a two story apartment complex with gray siding. The trim is a dark gray, perhaps with tints of blue when viewed from 163 degrees. It is a dark, overcast day.... Sorry, got distracted there, forget the ominous tone. Anyway, you live in a nice place with patios out the back on the ground level and decks on the second. Yours is one unit away from the end of the building, and your neighbor, the corner unit, has excellent taste in some of the finer aspects of life, specifically classical music. Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, Chopin, Pachelbel, Stravinsky, Mendelssohn, your neighbor has it all. There's one problem though; he sometimes likes it a little loud. Usually it's only barely audible while sitting next to an open window or on the patio, but several times a month, always right around 7:30 pm, the delectable first notes of a Boston Pops Live album featuring five of these composers reaches first your ears, then your neighbors’, and their neighbors and so on. Now do you call the super and complain? After all, isn't it wrong to be protesting this kind of greatness just because it is not at a time of your choosing? Do you sit back and enjoy, or bitch?
Ever feel just like dancing all alone around a giant fire in the middle of the woods like a person gone completely mad? Perhaps a wee bit similar to Tom Bombadil? Perhaps with clothing optional? Bombadilish as it were...
Monday, September 12, 2005
Ah-HAH!!!
Quote of the day (true story):
Some kid in a group of pre-teens petting my sister's dog as I'm taking him out to pee (matter-of-factly): “You know, dogs have cleaner tongues than people do.”
Me (as usual, speaking before thinking - or as I like to call it, shooting from the hip. Sarcasm dripping): “Oh yeah, that must be from licking their own ass all the time.”
... Gasps, shocked looks all around. I reveled in the fact I just contaminated little minds as they ran away, presumably to tell Mommy.
Some kid in a group of pre-teens petting my sister's dog as I'm taking him out to pee (matter-of-factly): “You know, dogs have cleaner tongues than people do.”
Me (as usual, speaking before thinking - or as I like to call it, shooting from the hip. Sarcasm dripping): “Oh yeah, that must be from licking their own ass all the time.”
... Gasps, shocked looks all around. I reveled in the fact I just contaminated little minds as they ran away, presumably to tell Mommy.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
About that Movie...
Well now, it's been a little while since I last wrote, and I have seen several movies that I felt warranted mention. The first was Broken Flowers, directed by Jim Jarmusch and starring the talented Bill Murray. I watched this movie largely because it won "Grand Prize of the Jury" at Cannes Film Festival this year. I figured that any movie with those credentials was worth my 9 bucks (remember, Califlation). It was quirky, artsy, well acted, and well put together. A movie I would actually consider buying. I have to say, though, I'm not quite sure what happened... It had kind of a confusing ending. Definitely one I want to see again someday to try my hand at deciphering. Nonetheless a quality film, one any of you should enjoy.
Movie numero dos: Beautiful Girls
I don't know if any of you have ever seen this magnificent film, but it is definitely one you should acquire ASAP. Save it for a cool autumn afternoon or frigid, snowy, winter night and enjoy it for all the greatness it is. I have seen this movie several times on network TV, but this was the first time I ever had the chance to see an unedited/cable version. I didn't find it until midway through, but then again I don't think I have ever seen the beginning. Matt Dillon and Timothy Hutton are the only actors I really recognized, oh, and Uma Thurman and a very young Natalie Portman, but the acting quality was very good all around. It is a great story and was filmed mostly in MN as well. Great movie...
Movie numero dos: Beautiful Girls
I don't know if any of you have ever seen this magnificent film, but it is definitely one you should acquire ASAP. Save it for a cool autumn afternoon or frigid, snowy, winter night and enjoy it for all the greatness it is. I have seen this movie several times on network TV, but this was the first time I ever had the chance to see an unedited/cable version. I didn't find it until midway through, but then again I don't think I have ever seen the beginning. Matt Dillon and Timothy Hutton are the only actors I really recognized, oh, and Uma Thurman and a very young Natalie Portman, but the acting quality was very good all around. It is a great story and was filmed mostly in MN as well. Great movie...
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