PHANTOM: My dear friends, you are now about to enter the nerve center of the entire Phantom Factory. Inside this room, all of my dreams become realities. And some of my realities become dreams. And almost everything you will see is eatible. Edible. I mean, you can eat almost everything.
What to say? I mean, really, I could run off about a year's worth of blogging material, but I just don't have it in me. U of T was nice enough to throw a barbecue for the 1st years before he kicked me in the testicles. Every day I wake up without a clue as to what I should be doing. All of my high school teachers "prepared" me for this juggernaut by making me spew out endless essays and giving me towers of homework assignments, but sadly there efforts were.. WORTHLESS!!!! WORTHLESS I TELL YOU...
In every class, there is that one guy. The one you sit next to, and wonder, "What the hell is going on in your head?" For me, it was a kooky Romanian in my Latin class. I loved that guy! There are so many phrases that I hold dear to my heart. "Jew-eese!" "The password is.....nipple." "Let's see you translate in turbulence!" My reasoning for taking so much of your time was that this kooky Latineer, was the weird guy to me. This is a stretch, because normally, that title belonged to yours tr...
Couldn't even finish writing the article I was working on. I had to post some sort of praise to Spike Jonze, for creating one of the greatest music videos of all time. You don't get alot of time to make an impression with a music video. Half the people are watching because they're bored, while the other half are listening to the music, as a glassy film begins to build on their eyes. Yet, Jonze was able to make a quality video that was obviously shot on a low budget. Not because everything'...
Bow down before the Sith master. Darth Revan is reborn. Dean Layne is no more. Well crap, now what am I going to do with my spare time.
Life sucks. Tink is at camp, work is brutal, and my family is fighting. I work all day for some old man. Sweat and break my back. Then I come home to my castle but my kin won't cut me slack. I work all week. I party all friday, and saturday night until I am practically asleep. (Leaving my fellow partymates with a sense of frustration as I say nothing.) I get home, have a feast, and fall asleep before my anticipated programming is aired. At some point, I should sleep for more than 6 hours,...
Wow, its been a whole damn month, and I haven't been chased out of the back corridors of Joeuser......yet. Work sucks. Yep. It sucks. Time is not on my side. Neither is irony. Before this job, I had no money but plenty of time, and nothing to fill it. Now, I have stacks of things to read, plenty of money, but no fucking time to enjoy it. The future is a cold hard bitch. The update on my life, is that I'm making lots of money, and spending just as much. I spent 3 weeks trying to find ...
Last weekend, I went garage sale hopping and walked away with oodles of fetch records, and a lovely little thing called Pong. My records were actually good records! I got a few Black Sabbath, a Steve Martin, some Monty Python, Rocky Horror soundtrack, Rolling Stones, and some old classics like "Rock and Roll Hoochie Koo," "Electric Avenue" and "Pass the Dutchie." All of these records could not even match my happiness of finding a copy of Pink Floyd's "The Wall." The record had no scratches ...
Long time no sleep! I mean, no see. Work has been gruelling. I've been up every morning at 5am, and find myself with only 1.5 to 2.5 hours of free time, each day. I've learned that the weather forecasters, can only predict sunshine. So far, they've been right 3 out of 17 times, whether it was going to rain or not. Two of those times would add up to about 10 minutes of actual rain. I've been working hard at times, and hardly working at others, but I haven't been near the computer at ...
I realized today, in a Sundaze, that there isn't enough paranoia on Joeuser. With so many different characters contributing any random thought that they desire, there seems to be a lack of wild accusations and heresay. Now some my say, that Joeuser is full of outrageous conspiracies involving Iraq, 9/11, or pretty much anything tied to Bush. This could in fact be true, since I never really dip into the politics postings (I really on Jon Stewart to tell me what's important), but these aren't t...
As a reward for my first week of making the money, I took Tink out to dinner. We ate at Mandarin until we were stuffed past the point of full. I also decided to buy myself a useless toy, because I hadn't done that in a long, long time. My choices were the Spiderman webshooter, a lightsaber, the Batman utility belt, and a pair of Batman gloves that are motion activated. The webshooter was too expensive, they didn't have a lightsaber I wanted, and the belt was too small for me, so I bought the ...
Ahhh, I have now woken up before 10am on TWO consecutive days. COUNT EM 2!!!! That's got to be some record since high school. Let's hope we can keep this trend going. This morning, I realized that I've sort of taken over my dad's place. At the old house, he used to drive my mom to work every day, use the car during the day, then pick up her up after work. It seems that I've taken on that responsibility, and frankly, I couldn't be happier. Not only do I have the car at my disposal, but I...
Now I am not only in a post Kill Bill, Mai Pei talking, Nancy Sinatra listening to mood, but now I'm all wrapped up in Memento again. I'm never going to fall asleep. Dammit Shane! Why must you have my copy!?!?! I need my input of Reversovision. My MSN name is currently "John G." I've officially slipped into the rabbit hole again.
During my Sake night, all of the rushes of Memento came roaring back in a surly haze. The first time I ever saw Memento was at the Canada Square at 4:05pm, on July 15th, 2001. I believe it was a Sunday, and was the last day that Canada Square operated under Cineplex Odeon. After that, it turned into an offshoot of the Famous Players' Silvercity, which was down the street. I hadn't seen the commercial for Memento, but I had seen the ad in the paper. The poster of Memento gave me one...
Somber. Quiet and unexciting. That's the mood I'm in right now. For some reason, I got into a funk late tonight on my way home from Tink's. Maybe it was the coffee. For some reason, I felt so burnt out and utterly paralyzed after I drank that coffee, but I would bet you that I don't fall asleep until 6am. Hopefully, I'll be able to write two articles, then head off to bed. Maybe I'll watch a movie. I finally got my hands on a copy of "Spellbound," so maybe I'll watch that. I also bought a cop...