Ready for July 4th

The Fourth of July is tomorrow, and that means that it’s also a friend’s birthday. Well, happy birthday, Enrico.

In other news, I’m still playing Diablo II: Lord of Destruction. Here’s a pic, courtesy the highest resolution black and white camera that Nintendo ever made available to the public for under ten dollars. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Game Boy Camera:

Dammit, let me sleep.

A couple of friends should be coming down this weekend. I’m looking forward to celebrating the 4th of July in air conditioned comfort. The last two years have been really, really bad. As in chew your air before you breathe it and don’t trample any children on your way home via the metro bad.

Well, I’d best be going, I’m wasting valuable Diablo time.

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Diablo II

It’s official. I’m hooked on Diablo II again, no doubt due to the fact that the digital crack dealers over at Blizzard got the expansion pack out. Two games about Baal released within weeks of each other. You know this brings a tear to the Lord of Destruction’s eye. Or eyes. Or whatever.

My personal favorite so far? The Druid. All the necromancer summoning goodness, with a healthy portion of lycanthropy. Nothing quite like infecting your enemies with rabies while your conspiracy of ravens tear their eyes out. Good old rabies, never lets me down.


Year 26

Interesting year, my twenty sixth year. Here’s a quick breakdown of everything that has occurred since becoming twenty-six.

Day 1: Shot firearms for the first time. Found an uncanny knack for target shooting. I may go again. I’ll be posting up my targets later.

Day 2: Saw a sneak preview of Kiss of the Dragon, and was introduced to the owner of a new Malaysian restaurant in Bethesda, MD. Will return. Maybe I’ll have a party there, the food was quite excellent, actually.

Day 3: Saw A.I. Witnessed an interesting fender bender in Georgetown involving a guy named “Bob” not watching where he was going because he was too busy checking out ass.

Day 4: Went to Karaoke in a “gay friendly” club in Alexandria. Found that I really, really need to practice the songs that I want to sing on stage. Good atmosphere, very non threatening, although the karaoke on stage appears to be run by regulars. It’s a good hangout, though. Although “gay friendly” apparently means six, large rainbow flags prominently displayed in the front of the bar, and interior design inspired by the Malibu Barbie Beach House. Oh, and gay people.

Day 5: After crashing at Enrico’s house, I figured I’d get some laundry done.


A man’s gotta get laundry done.

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A. . . I. . .

Saw A.I. last night. It is good, I won’t deny that. However, I did find it rather syrupy sweet Spielbergian near the end. He was doing his best Kubrick work right up until the last quarter of the movie, then the Spielberg “magic” kicked in and almost made me gag. I actually was shocked at the direction that the movie suddenly decided to go. I was following very closely, I was hooked, I was ready to go wherever the movie took me, right up until that special moment. You’ll know it when you see it.

I’m of the opinion that the movie could have ended at one particular point. Now, I wouldn’t have been satisfied with but I would have accepted it. I know that sounds strange, but I feel that not all movies have to end with a happy ending. The movie, if it indeed had ended at that particular point, would have blown me away. Instead, I feel that the movie was lengthened artificially to provide us with a happy ending instead of just letting the story end.

However, focusing on Spielberg would take away from the incredible Haley Joel Osment. Watch this movie for him, he’s incredible. Did I say the word incredible enough? This movie succeeds with his acting.

He should have been Anakin. Episode I might have been a much more watchable movie (as opposed to an exercise in special effects) with his acting.


Jet Li fans, I managed a sneak Preview of Kiss of the Dragon. My thoughts are that Jet Li is doing his best Bruce Lee impression, ever. And that’s not to bust on the man. He’s great throughout this entire movie. And I’m also not saying that they both look alike–because that would be wrong. But what I am saying is that I think I preferred Mr. Li without the scruffier hair. I don’t know. I guess I’m just used to Fist of Legend Li.

Without going into too much spoiler, I will tell you that accupuncture needles are involved, and Jet Li just about kicks the holy living crap out of a bunch of french people.

I don’t think you need to hear anything else if you’re in any way interested in seeing this movie. If you’re the kind of person that knows about Jet Li, you’re not watching it for the pathos and plot development.

Quote of the evening:

“Okay , you are officially banned from looking at any more ass the rest of the evening.”