Currently in Earphones: Ocean's Twelve Soundtrack by David Holmes
Greetings all!
These have been some eventful last few days.
So yesternight I was puttering about on the laptop and happened to catch a rather interesting headline in Google News..."Tsunami Warning Issued for California Coast" or some such...And my initial reaction was "Oh, funky."
Evidently a 7.1 quake hit off the coast and a 5.0 hit north of the bay, probably far enough away not to rattle the Golden Gate. A Tsunami warning was issued and alertness was stressed. Not 20 minutes afterward, after which I was busy telling people about said event, an update was posted to the extent of "Whoops, Sorry. No big waves after all. Just kidding!" I then felt it my duty, seemingly being the only one up on this stuff, to update everyone I just told with the decidedly less interesting (but more safe). I'd already been the bearer of false news a week before (albeit for something not quite so potentially lethal, viz whether or not a movie was being shown), so I was in no interest to keep the title.
Had my Anthro Final, and what happened? The multiple choice section had me scratchin' my head (nothing especially bad, just took more time) and I breezed though the short answer section. Guess which part I studied for and which part I scanned over, deeming it fairly unimportant beforehand? I'm gonna pass this class, and with a non-shabby grade to boot, I'm sure of it. So I'm not worried.
Went with Sascha and Toes to see Batman Begins. WOW. That movie owned me. Everyone must see it. It's got Swords! And Explosions! You'll like it! My only qualms were that the fight scenes were shot entirely too close to the action and the Scarecrow was an awful sissy. Granted, he was really creepy and has my favorite line....Grunt: "Who is it?" Him: "It's the bat...man!" I'll say no more, but you all must see!!!!
I'm kinda sad-hat because I just picked up the "Ocean's Twelve" Soundtrack, specifically for the music that played during the scene where Le Renard dances through the laser traps, but I don't think it's on here! There's some good tracks here on the order of "Swing/Jazz Heist Music" that's particularly titillating, but darn it, I wanted that song!
Gotta start some serious packing, I'm goin' home tomorrow! Farewell, Davis, until next September!
Enough. More Later.
- James
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Monday, June 13, 2005
Toooo much free time...
Currently in earphones: "Lilium ~opening version~" by Konishi Kayo and Kondoo Yuk, "Mass in G Minor" by Ralph Vaughn Williams.
Greetings all,
One of these days I'll wise up and find classes with finals that DON'T land days apart. This extra time is dulling my knowledge, and it's all I can do to drag myself back to the review questions and scribe down some more answers. Oh well, hopefully I'll finally get together with Whitney and get some serious studying done, not to mention compare notes with Jon. Poor guy, I hope he realizes the goof I made with calculating the number of review questions.
On another note, this has caught my interest of late...
(WARNING, SQUEAMISH SHOULD NOT PARTAKE! Some material judged disturbing by many)
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/243164
Now, this exemplifies "Goth" in essence. Vaguely Victorian in dress and speak, mildly morbid (or severely, depending on your level of squeamishness) and having a obsequious obsession with the occult and occlusive oddities. The problem with "Goth" is that it gets all too hammy and pretentious all too easily. This flash animation, however, is a prime example of, as one user put it, "a non-try-hard noir." All too often, "Goth" comes across as "Ooo, look at me! I'm all dark and depressed and creepy. Aren't I cool?" As a result, I don't have much respect for it. Well done "Goth" I appreciate and find entertaining, but the majority of those who claim it are either those in it for the attention and shock value or those so dismally arrayed socially and mentally that you wonder how they function. How can you honestly give credence to something like that?
Anywhos, only a few more days, and the first year of college is over. Yikes! How'd that happen? Didn't I just move in? A whole lot has happened, academically and socially. And man, oh man, how I wished High School was that productive in this sense! I've grown more in this one year than in most of my pre-college years put together. And yet, there is still a lot I wish to do. I want this year to go on for another few months or so: Get to know my dorm buddies better, not worry about rent or food, take more lower-division classes without feeling hounded by deciding on a major, and solidify my existing friendships without worrying about adjusting to relocation. It was long, and I've had a lot of experiences, good and bad. But I both am glad that it's over and still yearning for more.
Uhh, yeah. That's about it for now. I have chocolate. Life is good.
Enough. More Later.
- James
Greetings all,
One of these days I'll wise up and find classes with finals that DON'T land days apart. This extra time is dulling my knowledge, and it's all I can do to drag myself back to the review questions and scribe down some more answers. Oh well, hopefully I'll finally get together with Whitney and get some serious studying done, not to mention compare notes with Jon. Poor guy, I hope he realizes the goof I made with calculating the number of review questions.
On another note, this has caught my interest of late...
(WARNING, SQUEAMISH SHOULD NOT PARTAKE! Some material judged disturbing by many)
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/243164
Now, this exemplifies "Goth" in essence. Vaguely Victorian in dress and speak, mildly morbid (or severely, depending on your level of squeamishness) and having a obsequious obsession with the occult and occlusive oddities. The problem with "Goth" is that it gets all too hammy and pretentious all too easily. This flash animation, however, is a prime example of, as one user put it, "a non-try-hard noir." All too often, "Goth" comes across as "Ooo, look at me! I'm all dark and depressed and creepy. Aren't I cool?" As a result, I don't have much respect for it. Well done "Goth" I appreciate and find entertaining, but the majority of those who claim it are either those in it for the attention and shock value or those so dismally arrayed socially and mentally that you wonder how they function. How can you honestly give credence to something like that?
Anywhos, only a few more days, and the first year of college is over. Yikes! How'd that happen? Didn't I just move in? A whole lot has happened, academically and socially. And man, oh man, how I wished High School was that productive in this sense! I've grown more in this one year than in most of my pre-college years put together. And yet, there is still a lot I wish to do. I want this year to go on for another few months or so: Get to know my dorm buddies better, not worry about rent or food, take more lower-division classes without feeling hounded by deciding on a major, and solidify my existing friendships without worrying about adjusting to relocation. It was long, and I've had a lot of experiences, good and bad. But I both am glad that it's over and still yearning for more.
Uhh, yeah. That's about it for now. I have chocolate. Life is good.
Enough. More Later.
- James
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Hah-Whack!
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Currently in Earphones: "Mass in G Minor" by Ralph Vaughn Williams, "Titus" Soundtrack by Elliot Goldenthal.
Greetings All,
Two down, one to go. My good grade on the final Psych Test means that I'm getting a B+ in the class as it is. Odds are with the favorable curve (brought about by the bitching of the students who didn't study well enough), it'll be bumped up to an A.
Took the Latin final today. Andrea, Carla, Trina, Preston and I all wore makeshift Togas to bolster our spirits. Unfortunately, the translation portion was somewhat tough, but I aced the vocabulary, grammar and comprehension. Now all that's left is the Anthro. I hope to get some studying in with Jon and Whitney between now and weds.
Yes! I don't need to mess with my bed. Since it isn't "lofted" per se: it isn't up on the height extentions, there's no need for me to bring it down. Ms. Molly Kinnear left today, and 'twas a sad goodbye. Lovely Molly was a fellow violist and loved to hear me practice. I'll miss having that appreciative ear in the dorm for these last few days. To bring back to point, she de-lofted her bed to the same height as mine and said it was ok. I need the length for my great height, and it's one less thing to do in these final days.
I've acquired two more movies for my "theatrical fencing" collection; the 1952 version of Scaramouche (with Mel Ferrer and Stewart Granger) and the 1993 version of The Three Musketeers (with Kiefer Sutherland as Athos, Charlie Sheen as Aramis, Tim Curry as the Cardinal and a young Chris O'Donall as D'Artagnan) and yes, it's the Disney version.
While Scaramouche feels closer to real fencing (Though it illustrates virtually every cliched bit of movie swordsmanship, including "The Back up the Stairs Retreat," "Swinging back into the Fray," and "The Circular Flip from-Opponents Hand Move," as shown here), I knew that this version of Musketeers had some vestiges of the right stuff when I saw parries in one and two in the first fight between D'Artagnan and foppish Girard (played by Paul "Golic from Alien 3" McGann, making an aweful fool of himself).
A week or so ago at Pizza after fencing, Fez brought the PS2 to hook up to the TV and we watched a bit of the Richard Lester version of The Three Musketeers (Go Christopher Lee!), of which TC fully applauded for being the best adaptation out there. I'm anxious to obtain a copy; so far Ihaven'tt been totally impressed with what I've seen (from the confused "The Musketeer" to the so-so '93 version).
Oh, and I've acquired a nickname in Fencing. So far, only Cenzo and TC have taken to it. "Snoop" they call me, of Vinnie's own making. Don't know where it came from, I would say it's short for Snoopy. In any case, perhaps it will spread, perhaps not. However, all fencers agree, I need one. There are too many tall guys and not enoughmemorablee names. I suppose I could adopt "Robert," given that everyone knows him by "Toes" and the rest usually call me, accidentally, by his name. They say it's too confusing, but hey, why try to fix what seems to work? (Though whenever Matt or TC or others call "Robert!" and it seems to be in my direction, I usually just turn and say "Robert?" which is enough to elicit a "Uhh...Damnit! Sorry James!").
Urf! It is now 12:30, Saturday morning. I've got plenty of time between now and my last final, but I wanna get stuff done early. For now, off I go into the Morpheus' purple cloak (doesn't even rhyme!).
Enough. More Later.
- James
Currently in Earphones: "Mass in G Minor" by Ralph Vaughn Williams, "Titus" Soundtrack by Elliot Goldenthal.
Greetings All,
Two down, one to go. My good grade on the final Psych Test means that I'm getting a B+ in the class as it is. Odds are with the favorable curve (brought about by the bitching of the students who didn't study well enough), it'll be bumped up to an A.
Took the Latin final today. Andrea, Carla, Trina, Preston and I all wore makeshift Togas to bolster our spirits. Unfortunately, the translation portion was somewhat tough, but I aced the vocabulary, grammar and comprehension. Now all that's left is the Anthro. I hope to get some studying in with Jon and Whitney between now and weds.
Yes! I don't need to mess with my bed. Since it isn't "lofted" per se: it isn't up on the height extentions, there's no need for me to bring it down. Ms. Molly Kinnear left today, and 'twas a sad goodbye. Lovely Molly was a fellow violist and loved to hear me practice. I'll miss having that appreciative ear in the dorm for these last few days. To bring back to point, she de-lofted her bed to the same height as mine and said it was ok. I need the length for my great height, and it's one less thing to do in these final days.
I've acquired two more movies for my "theatrical fencing" collection; the 1952 version of Scaramouche (with Mel Ferrer and Stewart Granger) and the 1993 version of The Three Musketeers (with Kiefer Sutherland as Athos, Charlie Sheen as Aramis, Tim Curry as the Cardinal and a young Chris O'Donall as D'Artagnan) and yes, it's the Disney version.
While Scaramouche feels closer to real fencing (Though it illustrates virtually every cliched bit of movie swordsmanship, including "The Back up the Stairs Retreat," "Swinging back into the Fray," and "The Circular Flip from-Opponents Hand Move," as shown here), I knew that this version of Musketeers had some vestiges of the right stuff when I saw parries in one and two in the first fight between D'Artagnan and foppish Girard (played by Paul "Golic from Alien 3" McGann, making an aweful fool of himself).
A week or so ago at Pizza after fencing, Fez brought the PS2 to hook up to the TV and we watched a bit of the Richard Lester version of The Three Musketeers (Go Christopher Lee!), of which TC fully applauded for being the best adaptation out there. I'm anxious to obtain a copy; so far Ihaven'tt been totally impressed with what I've seen (from the confused "The Musketeer" to the so-so '93 version).
Oh, and I've acquired a nickname in Fencing. So far, only Cenzo and TC have taken to it. "Snoop" they call me, of Vinnie's own making. Don't know where it came from, I would say it's short for Snoopy. In any case, perhaps it will spread, perhaps not. However, all fencers agree, I need one. There are too many tall guys and not enoughmemorablee names. I suppose I could adopt "Robert," given that everyone knows him by "Toes" and the rest usually call me, accidentally, by his name. They say it's too confusing, but hey, why try to fix what seems to work? (Though whenever Matt or TC or others call "Robert!" and it seems to be in my direction, I usually just turn and say "Robert?" which is enough to elicit a "Uhh...Damnit! Sorry James!").
Urf! It is now 12:30, Saturday morning. I've got plenty of time between now and my last final, but I wanna get stuff done early. For now, off I go into the Morpheus' purple cloak (doesn't even rhyme!).
Enough. More Later.
- James
Monday, June 06, 2005
Mr. Aelius, White Courtesy Phone....
Hello all,
Yes, I'm still here. Finals are upon us. Only a few more days of classes to go. Just need to put the finishing touches on my second Anthro Paper, study for my Psych Test, my Latin Final, arrange for my packing and departure....
Oh, and by the way, if your a fencer and in search of a good movie, don't see "The Musketeer" with Tim Roth and Justin Chambers. It's high on the "What the Fuck?!?!" scale, even if it looks pretty. Evidently they spent all their money on sets/costumes/choreography and not enough time on the script or the opening titles. Eugh! Go for Richard Lester's version with Christopher Lee. Kick ass.
I'll update more when I have the time.
Enough. More Later.
- James
Yes, I'm still here. Finals are upon us. Only a few more days of classes to go. Just need to put the finishing touches on my second Anthro Paper, study for my Psych Test, my Latin Final, arrange for my packing and departure....
Oh, and by the way, if your a fencer and in search of a good movie, don't see "The Musketeer" with Tim Roth and Justin Chambers. It's high on the "What the Fuck?!?!" scale, even if it looks pretty. Evidently they spent all their money on sets/costumes/choreography and not enough time on the script or the opening titles. Eugh! Go for Richard Lester's version with Christopher Lee. Kick ass.
I'll update more when I have the time.
Enough. More Later.
- James
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