Been a while since I've written, as I have a lot of things keeping me from the idle moments I used to spend recording the minutae of my life in an amusing way for those few bored enough to care. So, bullet points from here on in, gang, and maybe the normal writing schedule will resume soon.
Episode III - Friends, I have three words for you, and they are IAN MC DIARMID. For my money, you could give the guy who ends up Emperor some scenes where he is angrily folding laundry, and it would still beat some of Portman's rather disappointing moments.
(The Larry King bit is going to be hard to sustain, I can already tell.)
This is not to say I thought Portman was terrible, but in the first two prequels she was one of the few giving decent performances, and she gets completely, er, wtfpwned, as they say, in this one. May I reiterate for those just now joining us, IAN MC FUCKING DIARMID.
I've defended the first two movies time and again against their detractors, partially because I believe I have an understanding of film and an appreciation for the unpleasant parts of telling an epic story, and partially because I am a hopelessly devoted Star Wars fan. The one criticism that is especially hard to defend in Episode I, however, is that the story seems to bend to the effects, rather than the effects serving the story. This movie happily rectifies that, and also regains the sense of whimsical, rather than slapstick humor that the original trilogy used to such endearing effect.
Also, did I mention OH MY GOD IAN MCDIARMID. If I had a voice like that, I would never leave the house. Additionally, the lightning bolts would be a plus.
Anyway, go see the damn movie. I suggest you especially watch for Ian McDiarmid.
Aersome, part two - I totally got this when it came out, and neglected to memorialize it in the way I did before. This is due to some mental associations with that, and should not reflect upon the public's opinion of the disc.
Today, I got one of the worst haircuts of my life. So, I suppose it's a good thing I'm not gonna be standing in front of a bunch of people, many of whom bearing cameras, any time soon. Wonderful.
I haven't answered any email in like a week, so if you sent some, you have been entered into a queue. A representative from Patrick is a Lazy Bastard International will be with you shortly.
Baseball is the most mind numbingly boring sport to watch on the planet. And yes, I am including cricket, though I am relatively sure it does not have its origins on this planet.
National ID Cards are a bad idea.
[tomorrow my guests will be lonnie anderson and frank welker]
[also there was a drunken pirate party]
A new TRB song is available.
This took about 2 hours, start to finish. The drums just kind of unceremoniously end, but other than that, it's not too bad.
I felt like I'd been neglecting my trusty MIDI controller.
And now, back to your regularly scheduled silence.
[but in an ideal world it would be]