Jack Black is my hero.

Last night I went and saw King Kong. I loved it. With a passion. However, I couldn't help but be distracted by a few things that took me right out of the movie. I have nothing against the big ape, or the dinosaurs. They are part of the movie. However:
1) Try and keep Kong the same size. It's a little weird to have him change sizes from scene to scene.
2) There is NO WAY that someone could stand on top of the Empire State Building in stiletto heels! Not going to happen. She would blow the hell right off that thing! Does she know how windy it is up there?

In other news, I'm much less concerned about my Grad School application now that I've talked with all my professors and they have assured me that they will turn in the recommendations in on time. Whew.

Go Seahawks! I actually watched the game on Sunday. Well, I watched most of it......about half of it really. I mean, it was obvious after five minutes of watching it that they were going to win. Why waste more of my day?

Walking on a Deathbed, and other stories...

As I was walking to work today, many students were crossing campus as well. I pity those poor souls with 8 am classes. Or at least I would if I didn't have to be here at 8am everyday, every quarter. Anyway, I was walking to work, when out of my peripheral vision I noticed some guy trip on the bricks. It was a big trip. He didn't fall and there were no flailing arms, but it wasn't just a minor trip. After a second, I realized that while I noticed it, I didn't turn my head or laugh. I just acknowledged it. And that's when it hit me:
Neither did anyone else.
The condition of the bricks at Western have become accepted knowledge. Everyone who goes here knows about them, and realizes that at least 10 - 15 times during their time here (depending on length of stay), any one person will trip on the bricks. That's why no one looks. Tripping is not some rare occurrence, and it happens to everyone, that's why we don't laugh. YOU could be next.Just an observation.

In other news, it has now been 19 days on the beardwatch. I was thinking that since the last time I shaved was before I went out on New Year's Eve, I haven't shaved at all in 2006. Maybe I should go the entire year. As of now, I am 19/365ths of the way there. Or 5.21% for you percentages buffs. I'm thinking of the Obi-Wan look, circa Episode III.

Whenever possible, use the word "transubstantiate" in your musical. It will increase the humor and intelligence ten-fold, thereby making yours the funniest musical EVER. See "Reefer Madness: The Movie Musical" for an example.

This is why I love TV:
FRANCIE: "Yes, well, my time is precious, so if I’m not gonna truly commit to a grudge, I’d like to move on and put that energy somewhere else. Come on, what do you say? Friends, sort of?"

In addition, I'm getting a little concerned because I've got 12 days until my grad school application is due, and my professors haven't turned in their recommendations. If I don't get in to grad school because of something beyond my control, I'm going to be very upset.

It took nine long months....

I'm listening to a CD (Avril Lavigne, Under My Skin; one of my favorites) right now, and it's bringing back quite a few memories from my time down in California. I remember the first time I listened to it. I was driving from the post office back to work at the hotel. For the first time since I left, I really miss California life. Well, not exactly. I miss the people, I miss the Thai food, I miss living near a real beach, I miss the fact that Santa Barbara and Hollywood were both less than an hour away and yes, I miss the sun (for the moment). I keep having these glimpses of doing things, like driving over the bridge with Channel Islands Harbor to my right. I really hope I can visit soon.