This past weekend......YACK! Just dreadful.
Well, dreadful in the sense that I spent 80% of it doing absolutely nothing. No softball, no golf, no nothing.
On a high note, I bought a few things. The new Megadeth album
United Abominations. I quite like it. I think it's better than the last album and pretty solid throughout. I also bought the new Chevelle album
Vena Sera because I heard the song
Anti-Saint in the game
MLB 07 about 50 million times and I couldn't get it out of my head. I haven't decided how I feel about the rest of the album yet though. So far, it's OK. Yep, I'm a hippo crit.
Oh yeah, I also did something amazingly stupid and bought a Playstation 3. I convinced myself that I needed to play
MLB 07: The Show in high definition and because I got almost $200 in store credit at Gamestop due to the weekend's super PS3 deal, I got one relatively cheap. I'm a complete sucker for silly details like flapping jerseys and 3D modeled crowds that react to foul balls. Next up,
NBA 07 so I can take Kobe's punk ass to the hoop like only an out-of-shape honkey can in his bedroom.
I did also watch some movies to pass the time. I got the original
Nosferatu from Netflix and while it definitely had some moments of pure hilarity, it was way too slow and corny to really appreciate. Perhaps I'm unmoved by much of horror at this point because the gore and violence has become too pedestrian and this, in turn, has caused me to really find most of the "classic" stuff extremely slow and boring. If I could re-edit
Nosferatu too just include the parts where Dracula is on screen, it would probably be an amazing movie, albeit 20 minutes long....tops.
Next,
The Office. Yes, I have watched Season 2 about 50 million times but the show is like heroin for me. Everything about it makes me less angry, bitter, whatever else. In the same way
The Simpsons has, I find new things I like every time I watch an episode again.
Third,
Greenfingers with Clive Owen and Helen Mirren. I'll basically watch anything with Clive Owen because he whomps. This was a pretty interesting British indie flick where Owen is a con that takes up gardening in prison and eventually enters a piece in the largest garden show in England. It is apparently based on a true story and it was well done.
Last, I capped off a blah weekend with the Arnold classic
Predator. I will fistfight anyone who denies this movie. OK, maybe not fistfight but I will rant and rave and stomp my feet like a 5 year old. If I saw Predator for the first time now, I'd probably still like it. It just rules. I can't explain exactly why. It just does.
So yeah, weekend = suck. Next weekend will probably suck too. I can't wait.
gigantour
