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February 22, 2003

Claire Danes is snow hot.

Just finished watching my Igby Goes Down DVD, and I've decided that dating Claire Danes is definitely a reasonable expectation for my future. Face it, the girl's hot, and we are obviously meant to be together, even if she doesn't know it yet. My investment into the My So-Called Life set is turning out to be quite the shrewd move, and I would start watching it immediately, except...

Ali G is premiering tonight on HBO, in only a half hour. He will make me laugh. He will make me cry, from all the laughing. I have two of his British (region 2) DVDs that play very nicely on my oh-so-snobbish British multi-region DVD player. I hope his new show can live up to the Channel 4 one; his interview of Posh and Becks is something of legends. I hear he has Newt Gingrich on one episode, though, so my expectations are high. Ali G. Funny guy. Dem witout da HBO is missin' out, a'ii! Boyakasha!

Posted by Dave at 12:22 AM Comments (0)
February 19, 2003

Pictures = snow cool

Two snow puns in two successive titles? How much longer will this go on? Answer: as long as the damn snow keeps me from driving. I've posted the pics of the afore-mentioned snow fort, plus some bonus ones of my Jetta (identified only by the chrome "VR6" sticking out) in the "pikachurs" section. Yay! Everyone loves pictures. Except blind people; they hate them.

Posted by Dave at 09:48 PM Comments (0)

Snow? S'no problem.

Why is there an incredibly well-designed snow fort just down the street from my apartment complex? Have we all become feral or military engineers in the past few days? I am at a philosophical impasse when it comes to taking pictures of it, though. My digital camera's battery needs to charge for it to work. And I'll try to get up early in the morning to take the photos. But what if that's already too late, and the fort has been decimated by snow guerrilla warriors, or whoever it was built to keep out? Can I risk the delay? Ah, such is life. Hopefully I'll have some pics posted up here, if the battlements still stand in the dawn's early light.

Robert Frost says, "Something there is that doesn't love a wall." Or so the Norton Anthology would have me believe. In any case, though, Frost's sentiment is doubly true for walls made of snow. Or anything made of snow, for that matter. The proliferation of headless snowmen around Baltimore (at least the Baltimore that has been accessible to me by foot through two-foot-high snow) is staggering. Perhaps there is some rage that snow sculptures provoke in the usually sane pedestrians strolling by; a raw animal need to destroy, to ruin the hard work (or hard play?) of those amateur artisans, long since retreated to the warmth of their indoor controlled climates. And so, like those ruined columns of ancient civilizations I've seen pictures of in books, the broken race of snowy figures stands, a testament to both the current Maryland state of emergency and the forgotten passions of those come before us, now gone, their creations beheaded, doomed to fade into the white and melt away.

The news said something about two boys, some pot, a car, lots of snow, a blocked tailpipe, carbon monoxide, and resulting death. If I were a headless snowman, or some kid getting high for the last time, before the snow and the gas swallowed me up too, what would I represent?

Who says I'm not?

Posted by Dave at 12:59 AM Comments (0)
February 11, 2003

For Science

Last Sunday, I attempted a notable experiment that should be brought to public light. I have recreated the steps below, so that other adventurous souls might too be able to undertake this worthy endeavor.

Dave's Experiment

Goal: To view as many quality films in a theater as possible in one single day. This experiment shoots for four, but results may vary.

Purpose: The furtherment of culture, science, and personal entertainment.

Materials:
- an internet connection
- a computer with printer
- one movie theater
- transportation to and from said movie theater
- a watch
- comfortable clothing
- $35 to $60, depending on the theater
- love of movies and movie theaters
- time, by which I mean lack of a social life and willingness to procrastinate in reference to work

Procedure:
1. Research movie times beforehand with your internet connection. Never use a newspaper. Never use generic movie listing sites. Always try to find the actual website associated with the theater of your choosing, as it will have the most accurate times. Plan out your movies such that they will minimize your time spent in the theater, but make sure to leave enough room to account for previews, which actually delay the start times, travel between theaters, bathroom breaks, and concession lines. You want to have enough time to get a good seat, too. Make sure you are choosing a multiplex that you know and love, as you will not want to be spending all day in a rat-infested hell hole. Print out a timetable to bring with you to the theater.

2. Eat a meal no less than an hour before you leave for the theater. Be full, but not uncomfortably so. Make sure you have plenty to drink, but that you go to the bathroom before you leave to maximize your bladder potential for the day. Wear comfortable clothing, such as you might wear for a long plane trip, and bring a jacket in case they've put the air conditioning up full blast. Make sure you wear a watch, so as to keep track of your timetable. Bring between $35 and $60, depending on how much your theater charges for admission and concessions. Remember to bring your state-issued ID for R-rated movies, and student ID for discount rates where applicable.

3. Get to the theater early. You need to find a parking space. You are going to be purchasing tickets for multiple movies. This isn't the request that cinema tellers normally deal with, and it may take them a little while to fully grasp what you are trying to do. Map out the emergency exits for your new temporary home. Locate all of the theaters in the complex where your movies will be shown. Make sure you know where the closest bathroom is at all times.

4. Without visiting the concession stand, go to your first film. Your first film should ideally be the lightest one one your list, if possible in scheduling. You don't want something depressing weighing down all of your others. Enjoy the movie.

5. You should leave enough time between movies one and two to make your way over to the concession stand. Before you go, however, you must first locate your next theater, get a good seat, and leave your jacket there as a place marker. This "seat-marking" technique will be used again, so don't forget it. Buy yourself a super combo, or analogous large-sized deal combination of popcorn and soft drink/water. The super combo is crucial, because most deals include the all important free refill, which will maximize your spending power.

6. Make your way back to your second theater and movie. Over the course of this film, you are permitted to drink all of your beverage, but only eat half of your popcorn, in order to save some for movie three. However, if the free refill rule applies to popcorn as well in your multiplex, then eat away. Enjoy the movie.

7. Find your third theater, and mark your seat, leaving your popcorn and drink behind as well. Now, go to the bathroom, even if you don't feel like you really *have* to go just yet. This bathroom break will be crucial as the hours wear on. Wash your hands.

8. Head back to the third theater, retrieve your drink container (and popcorn container if applicable), go back to the concession stand, and obtain your refill. Congratulations, you've just saved money.

9. Go back to the third theater, and get ready for your next film. You are permitted to finish both your popcorn and drink this time. Enjoy the movie.

10. Repeat step 7, this time for your fourth theater.

11. Repeat step 8, this time for your fourth theater. You may wish at this point, if you are still hungry after all that popcorn, to purchase some other snack for variety's sake. I recommend nachos. Also, keep in mind that cinemas allow you to change the type of drink you get each time you refill it.

12. Go back to the fourth theater and prepare for your last film. You are, on average, two hours away from completion. You can eat and drink as you like for this one. Enjoy the movie.

13. Prepare for your ride back home. Go to the bathroom one last time if you have a long drive ahead of you. Get that one last refill if you so choose. Don't forget your jacket at the theater, as this can ruin your now wonderful day. Drive home. Congratulate yourself. You've done it!

Discussion:
I broke the very important rule of using the theater's actual website for scheduling, and it cost me a movie. I had planned to see The Hours, 25th Hour, About Schmidt, and Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, but that last one was forced off my list due to inaccurate reporting by Yahoo! Movies. I got to see the other three, in any case. To compensate, I moved buying the nachos into the slot between movies two and three. Everything else went according to plan.

Some uncouth moron shouted "They should've called it 'The Hours of Wasted Time'" at the end of my first showing. The movie, however, was excellent. And I do not trust those opinions of high art cinema coming from seemingly unbathed men with extremely long, oily, horrible hair, and black leather jackets.

Conclusion:
Be "cool" like me. Waste your life in theaters, and then waste your time describing your experiences in those theaters. Oh, and stay in school.

Posted by Dave at 11:51 PM Comments (2)
February 09, 2003

Adaptation.

So, a very cool thing happened this week: my half-brother got engaged. It's very exciting. I still haven't called him though. I keep forgetting.

I received my new modchipped PS2 last Saturday, and I've been playing Para Para ever since. Mark suggested that, since I now have two PS2s, I should run DDRMAX on the old one and Para Para on the new one and play them at the same time. I'm pretty sure he's trying to kill me. He may grind glass into my food.

I also got the Igby Goes Down DVD (DVD count: 136) and a beautiful Fight Club advance poster featuring a huge picture of Edward Norton, prompting hours of tears of joy. He looks like such a badass, as he should. It looks so cool that I'm considering ordering its Brad Pitt mate. And once I've watched Igby again, I'm sure I'll be forced to get the My So Called Life DVD set on top of the Angel Season One one that comes out in two days. I swear, the television industry is trying to bankrupt me with all the series coming out this spring: The Osbournes, Futurama, Family Guy, Friends Season Three. Well, bring it on! I've got credit cards!

I saw the movie Adaptation last Sunday. So good. So well-written. I went with Mark, Patrick, Tammy, and Mike, and everything was going smoothly until the drive home. But then Mike started convulsing in the back seat of my Jetta, and foam started coming out of his mouth, and we all started freaking out, and I started driving all irratically, and I side-swiped a car and sent it flying off the road into some trees that caught fire. Mike was still shaking, so I just kept speeding, and we were trying to somehow calm him down and calm ourselves down, but then we saw police lights flashing behind us. Without warning, Mark pulled the 9mm I keep in the car out of the glovebox, opened his window, and started firing at the cops. The cops began firing back, shattering the rear window, and hitting Tammy in the shoulder, who started screaming. I slammed on the brakes, the police car smashed into us, wrecked. I floored it, and we got away, but Mike had died and Tammy bled out before we could get to help. It turned out to be a very depressing day.

(Dave's brother Donald contributed to this entry.)

Posted by Dave at 02:04 PM Comments (0)
February 01, 2003

sigh...


NY Times/AP


NY Times/CNN/AP/WFAA-TV


Yahoo! News/AP/WFAA-TV

Posted by Dave at 12:17 PM Comments (0)