Holy actual update, Batman!
Well, as I update from the recesses of the dark basement I live in, another year ends and a new one begins. Why am I in the basement? Because, turning down all those party invitations really wore me out. Sure, I could be living it up Miami style with Eric Estrada or jet setting off to Milan for Paris' shindig, but then there would be people jealous that I didn't show to their party and we just can't have that happening, now can we. Seriously, I like to think there's enough Josh to go around (since,at the very least, there's enough of Josh's fat ass to go around), but it's that celebrity "if I can't have him, no one else should" attitude that ruined it for everyone. So instead I sit here reading and occasionally wonder why the site's been dead for the last couple of hours. And in case your wondering, I'm completely cool with the fact that my first kiss of 2006 will probably happen some time in June... of 2008.
Now, as for what I've been up to. I worked Tuesday, had Wednesday and Thursday off. Because of short notice, no plans could come together (again, I'm sorry I couldn't get a better notice on my time off) so I went to the movies alone. I worked Friday and now here I am... smelly and in dire need of a shave.
I saw King Kong again. That movie seriously rules. I don't care that I don't own a dvd player, that's so going in my collection asap. I must say once again, though, the CGI on most everything except Kong's scenes looked kind of shitty. The direction was fantastic, and I'm not just saying that because Peter Jackson once complimented my accent mimicing abilities. The best part? I got another free King Kong t-shirt, and I'm keeping this one.
I saw The Ringer. It was ok. I saw it once and have no desire to see it again. While it had a few funny parts and tought me a couple very valuable life lessons, it really wasn't that good. Base 4 out of 10, plus 2. One bonus point for each of the female lead's phenominal hoots. 6 out of 10
I saw the Producers. I enjoyed it. Perhaps someday I'll get to see a stage production. Mr. Brodderick was a bit too over the top for my tastes but everyone else was fantastic. Hell, for the first time ever I found myself thinking Uma Thurman was hot. A miracle only Mel Brooks himself could perform. Base 8 out of 10, minus 3 for the pre-teen I had to scare into shutting the hell up (that's twice in as many weeks I've had to almost rough up a little kid, what is up with todays youth) but plus 3 for a hot Uma, a Nazi Will Ferell and the funniest use of gays since Uncle Arthur on Bewitched. 8 out of 10
Finally, I also saw Memoirs of a Geisha. A very good movie. I enjoyed it even though some douche-nozzle had to sit directly behind me and then proceed to translate like 75% of the movie into Spanish for his asswipe of a girlfriend. Also, hot chicks, how the fuck can I cry at a movie when you sit right next to me? There's an entire fucking theater of empty seats and thusly, no need to sit next to the social reject because he sure as shit doesn't want you sitting next to him. Bitches. Also an adjusted 8 out of 10 after taking into account many things like the ladies in the cast were hotter than the audience was annoying.
Now finally for my New Year's Resoloutions...
- I will quit chain smoking.
- I will quit drinking.
- I will stop my rampant promiscuity.
- I will eat more candy. Jesus do I love candy.
That's it. I have to take my first leak of the new year, which sucks because 14 minutes in and I'm already breaking my resoloution of "I will stop making piddle". Ok, that's really it.
Well, as I update from the recesses of the dark basement I live in, another year ends and a new one begins. Why am I in the basement? Because, turning down all those party invitations really wore me out. Sure, I could be living it up Miami style with Eric Estrada or jet setting off to Milan for Paris' shindig, but then there would be people jealous that I didn't show to their party and we just can't have that happening, now can we. Seriously, I like to think there's enough Josh to go around (since,at the very least, there's enough of Josh's fat ass to go around), but it's that celebrity "if I can't have him, no one else should" attitude that ruined it for everyone. So instead I sit here reading and occasionally wonder why the site's been dead for the last couple of hours. And in case your wondering, I'm completely cool with the fact that my first kiss of 2006 will probably happen some time in June... of 2008.
Now, as for what I've been up to. I worked Tuesday, had Wednesday and Thursday off. Because of short notice, no plans could come together (again, I'm sorry I couldn't get a better notice on my time off) so I went to the movies alone. I worked Friday and now here I am... smelly and in dire need of a shave.
I saw King Kong again. That movie seriously rules. I don't care that I don't own a dvd player, that's so going in my collection asap. I must say once again, though, the CGI on most everything except Kong's scenes looked kind of shitty. The direction was fantastic, and I'm not just saying that because Peter Jackson once complimented my accent mimicing abilities. The best part? I got another free King Kong t-shirt, and I'm keeping this one.
I saw The Ringer. It was ok. I saw it once and have no desire to see it again. While it had a few funny parts and tought me a couple very valuable life lessons, it really wasn't that good. Base 4 out of 10, plus 2. One bonus point for each of the female lead's phenominal hoots. 6 out of 10
I saw the Producers. I enjoyed it. Perhaps someday I'll get to see a stage production. Mr. Brodderick was a bit too over the top for my tastes but everyone else was fantastic. Hell, for the first time ever I found myself thinking Uma Thurman was hot. A miracle only Mel Brooks himself could perform. Base 8 out of 10, minus 3 for the pre-teen I had to scare into shutting the hell up (that's twice in as many weeks I've had to almost rough up a little kid, what is up with todays youth) but plus 3 for a hot Uma, a Nazi Will Ferell and the funniest use of gays since Uncle Arthur on Bewitched. 8 out of 10
Finally, I also saw Memoirs of a Geisha. A very good movie. I enjoyed it even though some douche-nozzle had to sit directly behind me and then proceed to translate like 75% of the movie into Spanish for his asswipe of a girlfriend. Also, hot chicks, how the fuck can I cry at a movie when you sit right next to me? There's an entire fucking theater of empty seats and thusly, no need to sit next to the social reject because he sure as shit doesn't want you sitting next to him. Bitches. Also an adjusted 8 out of 10 after taking into account many things like the ladies in the cast were hotter than the audience was annoying.
Now finally for my New Year's Resoloutions...
- I will quit chain smoking.
- I will quit drinking.
- I will stop my rampant promiscuity.
- I will eat more candy. Jesus do I love candy.
That's it. I have to take my first leak of the new year, which sucks because 14 minutes in and I'm already breaking my resoloution of "I will stop making piddle". Ok, that's really it.
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smuffy:
where does he live?
smuffy:
you're finally moving out of dad's basement???