Don't drink that poison! It costs four dollars a quart!

I get a kick out of older movies, and watching Turner Classic Movies today really improved my mood. Earlier in the day they aired Casablanca, a definite classic even if I know those who dislike it. Having seen the film only a couple times in its entirety before, I took the viewing today to concentrate on the background characters. They were all very entertaining and well acted, at least to their small roles in the film.

Post-Midnight, TCM aired a second movie I had to stay up to catch some of - A Day at the Races. It's a Marx Brother's film from the 30s, and the source of the quote above. The funny thing about the films (Not the ha-ha funny parts) was the musical numbers. The Marx Brother's films tend to have large musical numbers placed into the film at two or three points. They are all well done, and one can assume that in earlier films this was common practice. I guess that it was just something films needed - even Casablanca has a few moments where they stop to sing a tune or two.

We had some family friends over, and I sat with my parents and the guests and chatted with them for about 6 hours, which included time I spent working on a Sudoku High Five and a full dinner with dessert. I've always enjoyed talking with guests. It isn't rare of them to find my degree of speech fairly well developed. My little brother stayed quiet during the time he was at the table, looking around the room and peeling the logo from his beer, while I talked and listened with my parents and guests. Of course, I don't think I'm on equal grounds with the adults. They have far more life experience than I ever will. I mean, I can't really match them when they start talking about things that happened in the 60s...

Anyway, I have things to do tomorrow, so I'm heading to bed. Overall today hasn't been half bad, but I'm certainly tired.

Amazed

So, the stuff I was dealing with last week? All gone. Fixed. Good as new, as far as I know.

It doesn't 'cure' the past week, but what can you do?

I wish I could make a bigger deal out of this, but simply put: Haruhi is getting a second season. That's right, Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuutsu is going to be airing a second season starting this fall. Which means that while I will still be on campus at least 8 hours a day, at least 5 days a week, I will still make time between reading about Asian culture and contemporary literature to watch Haruhi.

The only thing I lack is friends to celebrate the news with. I wish I could drop by a friend's place and go: "Did you hear about Haruhi?" and they'd go: "What? No." "They're making a second season!" "Oh, awesome!" And then we would probably play a video game or hang out or talk about KyoAni or look up news on Haruhi season 2.

Yeah, that'd be nice...

Anyway, that's all for now. I feel like microwaved hell after working outside all day on the gardens and hedges, so I'm going to try to lay down and sleep without sweating through my sheets until I can't sleep at all.

Night all.

Dealing with it

Yesterday's lunch went well, but a combination of bad sleep and long travel times left me feeling a little tired by the late afternoon.

Then I was given some information and presented with a situation that easily soured any possible good mood I could have.

So I'm trying to deal with that.

If I don't post much for a while, it's because I'm dealing with that.

Wish me luck.

Appointments to Keep

Just a little update on how things are going.

I've spent a couple of days reading the blog of a very interesting blogger. I won't go into details right now, and I'd rather not send the two people I'm sure read this over there. Reading some of her material though is very... Enlightening. In a way, I guess.

Also, tomorrow I'm going to be going out to lunch with other graduates from my class. So, that's bound to be interesting to some degree. The biggest challenge will be making it down there in time for lunch. I'm not really a morning person and with my parents out the house is basically silent until the afternoon unless I get up early. So wish me luck.

I was thinking about writing a few things that are a little revealing and pretty depressing for myself, but I'm not quite sure of if I should bother again. This technically being my second blog, I'd like to try to escape from the ranting and bitching that was predominant on the first one. It also has a lot to do with the past, something I'd be a little happier to leave there.

Anyway, I hope all of you are without insomnia and doing well. That's all for this update.

Music Appreciation

You got the touch! Dun dun, dun dunn- You got the Power..... Yeah!

That's pretty much all the lyrics I know from that song, and it's also everything I know about the song, except that it's from the early 80s at the latest.

I think of two things when that song comes to mind - and by coming to mind I mean I suddenly think or sing those exact lyrics to myself for no reason. The first is AMV Hell, which had an Evangelion themed AMV to the song using footage from The End of Evangelion. It's the part where people turn to goo. It's pretty good since those are also the only lines the quick snippet-sized AMV uses.

The second is the 1986 Transformers Movie, the original cartoon one with Omnicron and whatnot. Now, I know almost nothing about Transformers, I'm pretty sure that the series was popular when I was born, and though I had an Optimus Prime at some point I watched more Beast Wars than anything else related to it.

Now, I have no taste for music. I don't know genres at all. When I'm asked for a favorite band one of the names that comes to my head is Fire Bomber, a pretty much fictitious band from Macross 7 (Though I do listen to the band's songs). What is weird though is that I have no problem burrowing away lyrics and musics from many, many songs.

When I take a butterknife out of the drawer to make a sandwich, I tap it with my fingernail rhythmically. To myself and probably myself alone, it sounds like the opening to Rush's YYZ. I will then often 'sing' the sounds of the song to myself, as it lacks lyrics. Recently, I found myself singing a lot because I had to house to myself. I am perfectly content to sit around and never make a single sound for hours, yet sometimes I just have to sing songs to myself to talk to my cats or sing songs to my cats where I make up most of the lyrics on the spot.

This is probably going way too far back into my past, but I used to be quite a skilled singer when I was younger. I was one of the few boys in my school choir, and I was actually quite proud of myself. It ended in ruins of course. Now, I feel like I've completely erased real singing from myself, to the point where my voice probably can't do it either.

This isn't really something that I talk about much. It was just something I did as a kid. Now, it's just kind of funny. A joke. Singing, that is. I have a thing I do for a close friend where I sing her name like it was part of rock song. Think Limozeen. She normally laughs and then shuts my mouth for me. Hilarity.

I really don't know what else to say about this love/hate situation I have with music. I hate it because I don't get it. I don't like criticism about music because I won't understand, and even 'good' stuff often sounds bad. I once found myself enjoying country music, which I know many people revile. But when the contemporary rap comes on, I turn it off. I can't stand anything about it, from the music to the lyrics to the image. I saw 'contemporary rap' because with my genre-blindness I'm sure I've listened to and enjoyed rap at some point.

So while my winamp is filled with songs I don't really enjoy anymore, and is weighed down with Fire Bomber and OSTs from The Slayers and animes opening themes, it doesn't mean that I don't like other musics. Since I don't 'like' music. It's all just kind of par for the course for me. Unless I hate it.

Does that make sense?

Have a good weekend, all.

Death by Summer

Blah! I haven't updated in a while again.

I guess the problem continues to be that I haven't been up to much, but I think I have something else to blame. Just recently, I've gotten back into some forum RPGs. It's fun to have something to do, but I spend a lot of time at the computer waiting for other people to post or responding to posts or whatever. It means that the fun little posts I used to put up about how I watched a movie that I enjoyed just aren't going to happen - since I feel the responsibility of being at the computer all the time I don't go to watch said movies.

Of course, I keep busy at the computer otherwise. Playing games, looking for work and checking classifieds, chatting with people - the usual computery things. I get bored a lot, of course, and I also get tired of waiting for people or waiting on people. But I've been feeling pretty happy lately. Upbeat in a way, I'm just enjoying myself in whatever I'm up to, for the most part.

This summer is going to be busy. Today I had to go out and pressure wash the back porch to clean it for painting I will also be forced to do. Oh, and even better - my parents are away to Texas for a week, and I'm being instructed to do this painting during said week. So not only do I have to do it by my goddamn self, but my parents are skipping town to get out of it!

So I have some plans. I'm calling for help! Even though they don't like me having people over when they're away, I'm not going to paint the whole bloody deck by myself in the sweltering heat of the summer for no pay, thanks or recognition. Particularly not alone.

I'm hoping the summer will go well. I can't do anything about the heat but I can work on what I'm doing in said heat.

That's all for now. I wish everyone a good summer, since it just started officially the other day. (June's weather fails to agree with the 'official start', but that's not really something I can fix.)

Night all.

The Sum of all Fears

Yeah, this is pretty much what I was worried about.

My week has been pretty dull. I went to the dentist, I was forced into some minor clothes shopping, I did some gardening, and... That's about it.

It's been a very boring week. I haven't had any problems to talk about, nothing really good has happened that'd make me want to talk about it... Things are borderline fine. Like stasis. Or the heart monitor during a flatlining.

I've been up to - brace yourself - Pokemon games. It's something to do, and catching and breeding the little critters is a way to spend my time.

That's all. Really.

Other people are out on double-dates, having fun weekends with friends or doing all kinds of wacky stuff. I'm playing Pokemon and watching Anime. [i]Aren't I living the dream?[/i]

Goodnight. I'll try to do something worth writing about.