Greetings, true believers!
Life is good. Believe it or not, I managed to con some poor schmucks into paying me to write a script for em! It aint much, but its nice to be paid for something that I actually enjoy doing.
AND
I just found out that my long-fabled raise has finally come into being! Again, its not a ton, but its a little extra cash in my pocket. Whatever the case, it seems the gods of good fortune are on my side, and I certainly aint complainin.
But Im now faced with the dilemma of whether or not to tell the boss that Im being paid to moonlight. It could be perceived as a conflict of interest, but then he already knows that I write on the side, so
Lets see Movies:
Saw The Devils Rejects a couple weekends ago. It was a disgusting, reprehensible, downright vile piece of filth that I enjoyed every minute of!
But you really have to wonder what Rob Zombies world view, or at least his feelings towards women are, considering that pretty much every female in that movie is either a whore or an old whore.
Hmmm
We also caught 40-Year-Old Virgin the other night. Funny, funny stuff Thank God I managed to shuffle off my virgin coil, otherwise that so could have been me
Though I gotta say, after our last couple outings Ive really come to wonder why anybody would leave their home for the sake of entertainment nowadays. Granted I say this as a resident of Hell, but remember the days when unpleasant outings were gauged in relation to a trip to the DMV or Post Office? Maybe its just me, but going to movies, or any mall for that matter, evokes frighteningly similar feelings anymore.
I mean, we drove through an entire parking structure without finding a single spot! And after we did finally get one, we had to wade through a crowd of miscreants, screaming children, beggars, silver-painted-robot-people and other assorted jackoffs peddling their cause du jour. And there was no sense in buying anything. There was nothing that you couldnt get at least ten bucks cheaper online. And for fucks sake, dont even think about using a public toilet! Not only did some little shit try and weasel in front of me (some fine parenting going on there), but the stall looked as though the last users bladder exploded before he could relieve himself.
Evidently Im not alone in my thinking. Disney is actually contemplating releasing all their movies to theaters and DVD simultaneously now.
It begs a question: Is this just another example of ours becoming a less personal culture? We dont gather at the town well to trade gossip anymore. More and more people work from home, and we find more and more friends via the internet. And now the theatrical exhibition of movies seems to be going the way of classical theatre...
To ask this another way: are we just becoming a bunch of impersonal assholes, or has society just devolved to a point where the vast majority of the heard has made life intolerable for the rest of us?
Yeah, I tend to go with the latter too
Anyway
Picked up the documentary on Frazetta: Painting With Fire. If you enjoy the mans art, by all means check it out. While it doesnt provide any great insight into how he works, it really makes you appreciate his impact on the pop landscape. It also got me thinking about the nature of art. I mean, while Warhol was being lauded as an artist for painting soup cans, Frazetta was, to a certain degree, marginalized as one of those lowly pulp artist.
What else
Oh, me and the P.E. went to see another of my buddys plays. Not bad, all and all, but I just dont understand why so much theatre centers on sexual confusion. It seemed every other play involved someone lamenting their penis or vagina
But then Ive recently come to the conclusion that PERHAPSEVIL is a gay man trapped in a womans body, so But thats fine by me.
Oh, and she said that I can be too "lubby-dubby"
Anyway, life is good and I hope yours is too.
Life is good. Believe it or not, I managed to con some poor schmucks into paying me to write a script for em! It aint much, but its nice to be paid for something that I actually enjoy doing.
AND
I just found out that my long-fabled raise has finally come into being! Again, its not a ton, but its a little extra cash in my pocket. Whatever the case, it seems the gods of good fortune are on my side, and I certainly aint complainin.
But Im now faced with the dilemma of whether or not to tell the boss that Im being paid to moonlight. It could be perceived as a conflict of interest, but then he already knows that I write on the side, so
Lets see Movies:
Saw The Devils Rejects a couple weekends ago. It was a disgusting, reprehensible, downright vile piece of filth that I enjoyed every minute of!
But you really have to wonder what Rob Zombies world view, or at least his feelings towards women are, considering that pretty much every female in that movie is either a whore or an old whore.
Hmmm
We also caught 40-Year-Old Virgin the other night. Funny, funny stuff Thank God I managed to shuffle off my virgin coil, otherwise that so could have been me
Though I gotta say, after our last couple outings Ive really come to wonder why anybody would leave their home for the sake of entertainment nowadays. Granted I say this as a resident of Hell, but remember the days when unpleasant outings were gauged in relation to a trip to the DMV or Post Office? Maybe its just me, but going to movies, or any mall for that matter, evokes frighteningly similar feelings anymore.
I mean, we drove through an entire parking structure without finding a single spot! And after we did finally get one, we had to wade through a crowd of miscreants, screaming children, beggars, silver-painted-robot-people and other assorted jackoffs peddling their cause du jour. And there was no sense in buying anything. There was nothing that you couldnt get at least ten bucks cheaper online. And for fucks sake, dont even think about using a public toilet! Not only did some little shit try and weasel in front of me (some fine parenting going on there), but the stall looked as though the last users bladder exploded before he could relieve himself.
Evidently Im not alone in my thinking. Disney is actually contemplating releasing all their movies to theaters and DVD simultaneously now.
It begs a question: Is this just another example of ours becoming a less personal culture? We dont gather at the town well to trade gossip anymore. More and more people work from home, and we find more and more friends via the internet. And now the theatrical exhibition of movies seems to be going the way of classical theatre...
To ask this another way: are we just becoming a bunch of impersonal assholes, or has society just devolved to a point where the vast majority of the heard has made life intolerable for the rest of us?
Yeah, I tend to go with the latter too
Anyway
Picked up the documentary on Frazetta: Painting With Fire. If you enjoy the mans art, by all means check it out. While it doesnt provide any great insight into how he works, it really makes you appreciate his impact on the pop landscape. It also got me thinking about the nature of art. I mean, while Warhol was being lauded as an artist for painting soup cans, Frazetta was, to a certain degree, marginalized as one of those lowly pulp artist.
What else
Oh, me and the P.E. went to see another of my buddys plays. Not bad, all and all, but I just dont understand why so much theatre centers on sexual confusion. It seemed every other play involved someone lamenting their penis or vagina
But then Ive recently come to the conclusion that PERHAPSEVIL is a gay man trapped in a womans body, so But thats fine by me.
Oh, and she said that I can be too "lubby-dubby"
Anyway, life is good and I hope yours is too.
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
stuzzy:
oh i did. sorry about doing it twice.
girly:
It was a matter of time before the "day and date" releasing got here. Everyone has their own home theater system so they don't need to go to the movies anymore. Hoestly, I haen't set foot in a theater in over 2 years, but that's mostly because I hate crowds of people.