On the other hand...

Okay, I take back some of the praise I had for Star Wars. The dialogue is actually pretty shitty most of the time, and James Earl Jones' "NOOOOOOO!!!" was just terrible. However, I still think the last 20 minutes (the lead-in to Episode IV) are pretty awesome. I think it's the music; I'm a sucker for leitmotifs.

I did see the trailer for the upcoming Chronicles of Narnia flick. Holy shit, it looks awesome. Oh, and am I the only one who caught the whole Biblical-double-entendre of "in this house there are many rooms"? Makes me wonder if they're actually gonna play up the Christ stuff (not that it really needs playing up).

Episode III: Revenge of the Quality

High School reunion day continues -- I just got back from seeing Star Wars with the aforementioned red-headed lady named Court. As a (wannabe) geek, I feel compelled to comment on the flick.

Like just about everyone else who's seen it, I loved it. It was hardcore dark and spooky. And, when Natalie Portman and Hayden Christensen weren't trying to make lines like "You look beautiful because I'm so in love" sound like Shakespeare, the dialogue was pretty decent. The lead-in into Episode IV was cool, the whole Anakin-turning-into-Vader thing was well done, oh, and the lightsaber fights were awesome.

So all this raises the question: If Lucas can actually make a good film, why the fuck didn't he for the first two episodes? My brother told me his theory -- that he deliberately made the first two shitty to make this one seem better. Which, I guess, makes sense, in a devious kind of way. I think Lucas knew ep. 3 was gonna be dark and spooky and wanted 1 & 2 to be all light and happy, aka, shitty, so 3 would seem all that much darker. You'd think he would've learned from Empire that a little bit of darkness goes a long way towards making his movies better. Oh well.

Reunion

I just got back from lunch with L'il Shieh. You hear that, subconscious? I have submitted to your will. Now stop giving me weird-ass dreams.

It kinda went like I thought it would. Although he didn't accuse me of selling out. He was quite polite about the fact that he's all changing the world and shit and I'm, y'know, working for an insurance company. He's a big-time music teacher. I administer 401(k) plans. Ladies, I'm still available.

But it did help me to solidify my academic ambitions. I think, instead of studying straight linguistics, I'm going to study old English lit and the origins of English. Who knows, maybe I'll be a professor or some shit. Although the thought of doing that kind of makes me cringe. A lot of silly academia politics to tolerate. On the plus side, the chicks would dig it. So it's still an option.

Square One

Well, it turns out there was a slight snafu in my plans. She ain't interested. I got the ol' "I'll call you next week". Fortunately, the Mynx was there to talk me through it. Everybody needs a Mynx in their life, I think. She is truly the cat's pajamas -- nay -- the bee's knees.

Attention ladies: I am still available. Come'n get me. Quick, while supplies last. (Smooth) Operators are standing by.

On second thought...

Okay, Mikey has a point. A higher talking : watching ratio would be nice. And why not throw in some crawling about and drinking? I'm talking about the City Museum. For those of you not from/in St. Louis (and too lazy to check the link), imagine a combination of a bar, a playground, an aquarium, and a beatnik cafe. And, apparently, a movie theatre, but that seems to be more intermittent and random.

So maybe I'll offer her the choice between the two...

Keep your head in the game

Before last night, the last date I went on was about 4 years ago. Lemme tell ya, it's not at all like riding a bicycle. We saw Kingdom of Heaven. I kind of wasn't paying attention during the majority of the flick, so I'm not really sure if it was good or not. No, not because we were making out. But because I was sitting there, thinking, "Okay, this girl is really cool, so I've got to think of something cool to do on the next date..." Unfortunately, the last time I lived in St. Louis, I was a big ol' dork and never did anything, so I'm not sure what the cool kids do around here. I'm thinking Shakespeare in the Park? City Museum?

Help?

Plus, there's all the rules that I don't know about. How long should I wait to call? Being a guy sucks.

On an unrelated note, I was digging through a bunch of old crap in my old room and I found a paper from my sophomore year of college I wrote about The Canterbury Tales. It kicked ass. I am the man.

Movin' on up

I found out yesterday I got a job at ... the same company I've been working at. But in St. Louis! Not entirely sure what it entails yet. Or how much it pays.

Okay, actually, the nice lady on the phone (my soon-to-be boss) told me how much it pays, but I don't believe her. I'm waiting to see it in writing. Suffice it to say, if it's as much as she said it is, drinks are on me.

I also found out yesterday that I won't be able to move into my snazzy new apartment for a little while longer. Turns out my landlord has "emergencies" at some of his other properties that require his immediate attention. So he can't spare one dude for half an hour to put in my kitchen sink. Well... at least I get free food (and rent) in the meantime...

In a moment of weakness, I signed up to True.com for a free trial. I then cancelled my subscription because it's lame. So I'm going to start my own dating service using my blog.

Attention all ladies: I am awesome. Date me. That is all.

Dark Crystal 2: Revenge of the Skeksis

Only one part of the title of this post is a lie. The subtitle of the film is tentatively set as "The Power of the Dark Crystal".

Yeah, I'm not kidding. At least, if Ain't it Cool News is to be believed. Oh man, this is gonna suck. And it will retroactively ruin my childhood to boot.

Able was I ere I saw Elba

So I saw this movie Palindromes. A lot of creepy bits, a lot of funny bits. Still, I have no friggin' clue what it's supposed to mean beyond what one character says towards the end. Something like, "People don't change." If anybody else wants to weigh in on this one (Ms. Mynx?), go right ahead. But let me tell you about the Palindromic moment I just had...

I was just chillin' out on the IM when who should drop me a line but a certain red-headed lady named Court whom I went to High School with. Ain't that some shit? This girl I haven't talked to in six years just shows up on my computer screen. I had figured something like this would happen eventually. It seems to be what my subconscious wants to happen. It was pretty cool, actually. Caught up on old times, traded war stories.

See, I knew there was a reason to have that AIM thingie taking up space on my blog. Let that be a lesson to anybody else who's been stalking me. Drop me a line!

Kute Kids

During my downtime whilst I await to hear about my job, I've been "helping" at my mom's school. I say "helping", because I haven't really been doing much. The teachers keep giving me the "good kids" to work with, so I all I really have to do is babysit while they take care of themselves. Plus, they're little kids instead of big, hulking, bitchy high school kids. Don't have to worry about some pissed off dude pulling a knife or some shit.

Oh, and I met the orchestra teacher, who it turns out I have a lot in common with. He also works with a bunch of middle-aged women and has nobody to talk about video games with. And apparently, he lives down the street from me. Woohoo! New friend!

Something else to look forward to...

I always knew I was going to see Star Wars: Episode III, even if it was the worst movie ever made, which I fully expected it to be. Especially since ol' Georgie-boy's quote about it being "like Titanic in space". But it's actually getting really good reviews. 89% fresh on the Tomatometer is no easy feat. Even the first Matrix flick (a.k.a. The Good One) got an 87%. So that flick's going on my to-do list. Right after getting a job.

Speaking of which, I had a phone interview with a car insurance company today. Y'know, just in case the other job doesn't work out. I'd be a claim rep, so y'all better be nice to me if you don't want me to total your cars.

I would drive a thousand miles...

Friday, May 6, I was in Warwick, RI. Now, I am in St. Louis. The move is complete. I am home.

Well...not quite complete. Still gotta haul my shit over to the new place. But still, the driving odyssey is done. And I'll tell you one thing, it's a lot warmer here than in ol' Rhodey.

So, let the partying commence, I say. First stop after unloading da truck: Crazy Bowls & Wraps. Oh, and Ms. Mynx, feel free to give me a jingle sometime!