December 30th, 2005
New Year’s Eve is almost here and I’m not as expectant. Usually this time rolls around and I’m itching to fond some new place to be. I long for some new adventure each year. Plans have been repeatedly made by various friends to do a Vegas New Year’s.
But those plans have consistantly been broken.
Life-stuff can be tricky and distracting. It likes to make you think that whatever you have going at whenever time is the most important task around. The trouble with that scenario; it’s only right about 20% of the time. All the rest is distraction and bullshit.
Damn. This whole concept of annual death and renewal is totally messing with my head at this late hour. That and I’m dangerously circling a mean attitude funk.
I’m all old and boring this year.
Time to go outside.
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December 23rd, 2005
That yearly beast called Christmas and the circular ritual that is New Year’s has called me away.
Not that you didn’t notice.
Gone for the week, am I. Only to return in the new year. If you’re lucky.
In the meantime, play a game or rejoice in fear(look to the top right).
To be continued…
-groonk
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December 23rd, 2005
Apparently it is Wrong, when finding carol singers at your door, to yell “Hail Satan! See you in Disneyland!”
and slam it on them. But I don’t want to be Right.
—
Warren Ellis It was too filled with humbuggery not to remember.
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December 22nd, 2005
Charlie Brown: Thanks for the Christmas card you sent me, Violet.
Violet: I didn’t send you a Christmas card, Charlie Brown.
Charlie Brown: Don’t you know sarcasm when you hear it?!
— A Charlie Brown Christmas
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December 17th, 2005
This guy’s walking down the street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep he can’t get out. A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up, “Hey, you, can you help me out?” The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up, “Father, I’m down in this hole. Can you help me out?” The priest writes a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a friend walks by. “Hey, Joe, it’s me. Can you help me Out” And the friend jumps in the hole. Our guy says, “Are you nuts? Now we’re both down here.” The friend says, “Yeah, but I’ve been down here before – and I know the way out.”
(after Josh’s therapy session with Stanley Keworth, Josh inquires why Leo is trying to help him)
—Leo McGarry The West Wing “Noel”
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December 12th, 2005
Mr Tumnus
It’s quite alright. He’ll often drop in.
Only you mustn’t press him.
He is wild, you know. Not like a tame lion.
Lucy
But he is good?
Mr Tumnus
Yes, he is good.
(Lucy and Mr Tumnus discuss the ways of Aslan)
Well I’ll be damned. The trailers for The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe gave me hope. I expected the movie to be decent. I hoped that it would be good. I wasn’t prepared for it to be GOOD. I mean, damn, a book adaptation that holds it’s own with the source material? I was beginning to think such a thing would never be repeated.
(possibly spoilerish bits after the jump)
…
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December 9th, 2005
A while back I talked about ‘following your bliss’.
Is odd but I recently came across the exact quote that started that ramble.
…if you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in your field of bliss, and they open doors to you. I say, follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.
–Joseph Campbell
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December 6th, 2005
Don’t watch Sci Fi Channel’sThe Triangle because Dean Devlin(take Godzilla, please) or Bryan Singer(Usual Suspects. X-Men. All Good!) is involved.
Watch it cause Rockne S. O’Bannon(Farscape!) stirred that sargasso stew.
That is all.
[update: on second thought, skip this one. o’bannon and singer could not make up for the insurmountable blandness that is devlin.]
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December 5th, 2005
The other night I dreamed of fighting zombies, again.
This time I lived in a house with a handful of friends. On the first floor of this house was a basement and in this basement was the entrance of a cave. My friends and I had the job of hunting down and killing various spirits and evil demons that, coincidentally, lived in that cave. We went about out jobs with little hesitation.
It was in the peak of night that we went about looking for these evil critters. I guess that’s just how we rolled. The cave was weird because it was well lit by torches that hung from the walls. The weird part came from the fact that the cave circled back on to itself with a door leading back into the house. We were elated that the hunt was over and that we were back safe in the house but we knew that we’d soon have to return to the cave and start the hunt all over again. That was the ouroboros of our existence.
Then it was daylight. We were back in the main part of the house from our evil critter hunt. This time I went outside. Some damn fool screams past me in a school bus and slides to a stop a few feet away. Out of the bus comes flocks upon flocks of zombies. They tumble out of the emergency doors. They worm out of windows. They pour out of every damn way you can fall out of a school bus.
The driver does nothing but laugh himself silly.
So zombies are spilling out of this bus and they spot me and our house. Of course, they march their zombie butts towards our humble abode.
I’m taken aback for a second. Then I realize that I’m the only one ready to stop them. I’m armed with a katana. I don’t know how I got it. It was just there. I rush headlong into the horde.
I woke up after destroying the first wave.
I wish I knew why the undead masses see fit to haunt my dreams. I fear to think what Freud would say about it.
That is after he calls his mother and snorts a line of coke.
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December 3rd, 2005
While I attend to finals and projects of my own design, absorb Sally’s words into your hearts.
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