I'm a Cheap Bastard!
Oh, humble day; for I have just discovered the joys of coupon savings!
Since I'm on my own for a while, I've been pretty bored at home. Cabin fever has struck and I'm forced to clean up a bit. Yesterday night, I was picking up some papers from the ground when I saw a few coupons for groceries I wanted. So instead of tossing them in the trash like I normally do, I clipped them. And today, I went to Vons.
Armed with a shopping cart and my coupons in hand, I went down the aisles and matched each picture to the product. To my surprise, some of the items I was getting were on sale with Vons Club too! So I saved like a brother thumper!
I think this coming Sunday, I'm gonna get the LA Times and save some more cash (on products I wouldn't normally buy).
Well it's back to work tomorrow to earn the ability to save some money on groceries.
Cookies, ice cream, and seventeen dollars richer,
Thrifty
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Sunday, August 08, 2004
A Fair to Remember
That's "fair" pun number 3!
Today, MacArthur thought it'd be fun to go down to the Ventura County Fair, next to his hometown (affectionately known as The 'Nard). So he, Erico Suave, their new roommate Marina Maria, and I made the 2 hour drive and landed in some strawberry crazy town.
It was a lot of fun. The fair fare was $7 for adults and gave access to all the cool exhibits; all of them. We strolled down the food stand lane and grabbed lunch first. Then we went to an animal area with plenty of goats and sheep (that looked like goats). When we turned the corner, we found a bunch of horses in their stables. These things were huge! They're very intimidating and, well, big. I was pretty freaked about getting too close, but after a little 5 year old just ran up and pet the horse, I had to. I pet it twice and then backed away.
We went into some other award presentations including the Kids Drawings, Kids Plate Settings, Kids Spelling Bee, Best Photography, and Best Collections. They were all equally awkward. The collection area had some of the lamest collections I've ever seen. Some collections contained items only 3 years old or so. And there were happy meal toy and beanie baby collections that had far less items than I have stashed away in my storage closet. If I had known I could have won prize ribbons for my junk, I'd have entered long ago.
We also visited the carnival area. They had these crazy fast spinning rides; ones where you'd say, "Wow, that's fast" and then it'd go a lot faster. I had never been in a funhouse before, so we got some ride tickets and went into one. It was okay. Some of the bridges were fun, but some of the trick steps and spinning turn table steps were lame. We also had a yearning to ride a cheesy dark ride, so we went to the spook house. It seats two people per car and there are no lap bars or restraints. It was so hilarious! Around ever corner, a light flashed on some cheesy horror figure and a buzzer rang. But the most entertaining figure was a monster at the end that looked like it was cage dancing.
Before we left, I wanted to do something you could only do at a fair. At one of the booths, they had deep fried Twinkies, Snickers, and Oreos. I hate Twinkies, so I opted to eat the mind-boggling deep fried Snickers bar. It looks like a regular Twinkie with chocolate syrup squiggled on it and topped off with powdered sugar. The taste, however, is somewhat unexplainable. The Snickers bar is completely melted inside the deep fried dough and it is really rich. It's not something you can just eat quickly; it must be devoured (not because it's so good. Because the chocolate and sugar oozes and coats your mouth. I'd liken it to eating a spoonful of peanut butter). Would I eat it again? Probably not. After I ate it, though it was pretty tasty, it made my stomach and chest hurt. Not really something you want from a dessert.
So, fairs are fun. They're not as seedy as I remember. Maybe at the next fair, they'll have more deep fried options. I'm really curious as to what other foods can kill me.
Fairly tired,
Ricky
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That's "fair" pun number 3!
Today, MacArthur thought it'd be fun to go down to the Ventura County Fair, next to his hometown (affectionately known as The 'Nard). So he, Erico Suave, their new roommate Marina Maria, and I made the 2 hour drive and landed in some strawberry crazy town.
It was a lot of fun. The fair fare was $7 for adults and gave access to all the cool exhibits; all of them. We strolled down the food stand lane and grabbed lunch first. Then we went to an animal area with plenty of goats and sheep (that looked like goats). When we turned the corner, we found a bunch of horses in their stables. These things were huge! They're very intimidating and, well, big. I was pretty freaked about getting too close, but after a little 5 year old just ran up and pet the horse, I had to. I pet it twice and then backed away.
We went into some other award presentations including the Kids Drawings, Kids Plate Settings, Kids Spelling Bee, Best Photography, and Best Collections. They were all equally awkward. The collection area had some of the lamest collections I've ever seen. Some collections contained items only 3 years old or so. And there were happy meal toy and beanie baby collections that had far less items than I have stashed away in my storage closet. If I had known I could have won prize ribbons for my junk, I'd have entered long ago.
We also visited the carnival area. They had these crazy fast spinning rides; ones where you'd say, "Wow, that's fast" and then it'd go a lot faster. I had never been in a funhouse before, so we got some ride tickets and went into one. It was okay. Some of the bridges were fun, but some of the trick steps and spinning turn table steps were lame. We also had a yearning to ride a cheesy dark ride, so we went to the spook house. It seats two people per car and there are no lap bars or restraints. It was so hilarious! Around ever corner, a light flashed on some cheesy horror figure and a buzzer rang. But the most entertaining figure was a monster at the end that looked like it was cage dancing.
Before we left, I wanted to do something you could only do at a fair. At one of the booths, they had deep fried Twinkies, Snickers, and Oreos. I hate Twinkies, so I opted to eat the mind-boggling deep fried Snickers bar. It looks like a regular Twinkie with chocolate syrup squiggled on it and topped off with powdered sugar. The taste, however, is somewhat unexplainable. The Snickers bar is completely melted inside the deep fried dough and it is really rich. It's not something you can just eat quickly; it must be devoured (not because it's so good. Because the chocolate and sugar oozes and coats your mouth. I'd liken it to eating a spoonful of peanut butter). Would I eat it again? Probably not. After I ate it, though it was pretty tasty, it made my stomach and chest hurt. Not really something you want from a dessert.
So, fairs are fun. They're not as seedy as I remember. Maybe at the next fair, they'll have more deep fried options. I'm really curious as to what other foods can kill me.
Fairly tired,
Ricky
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Friday, August 06, 2004
We’re No Better by Richard Mar
We live each day sheltered;
Away from details we fear,
Building invulnerable beliefs;
Feeling better than we’re.
Then down our walls fall
Hitting harder than all
We never prepared to receive.
The deadness we feel
When that epiphany hits.
Suddenly, we’re no better than others.
It’s all been a cover by those who deceived
Out of love and protection.
To help us believe in that life of perfection
We could never achieve.
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We live each day sheltered;
Away from details we fear,
Building invulnerable beliefs;
Feeling better than we’re.
Then down our walls fall
Hitting harder than all
We never prepared to receive.
The deadness we feel
When that epiphany hits.
Suddenly, we’re no better than others.
It’s all been a cover by those who deceived
Out of love and protection.
To help us believe in that life of perfection
We could never achieve.
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Analysis
I'm not sure if my poem above is understandable or not.
What is it about, you ask?
Just the other day I got news that someone in my family had a mild heart attack. To be fair, it's not someone in my immediate family, but it still got me thinking. When I was a kid, my parents didn't necessarily want me, nor my brothers, to panic about things concerning health and death and all that stuff; all that grim stuff. I don't know if it was just because I was the youngest, but I wasn't told about these things. And who could blame them? Parents want to keep their children oblivious to matters that they don't need to worry about until they're older.
I remember when I was around 6 or 7 and I overheard my parents talking about how my grandfather had big ears and that having big ears meant that you'd live a long life. So I jumped in and asked "Are my ears big?" I think their eyes must have blinked at each other when they scrambled to tell me that I had very big ears. It reassured me when I was younger, but as I grew older, I realized that my ears aren't big at all (unless you guys see something I don't). In fact, my ears are actually pretty small!
I have other examples, but I don't want to get into them. But I just want to say that recently, because of some happenings, my parents have dropped bombshells that there are histories of heart problems and cancer within my family line and that just seemed very shocking to me. It's a bit cliché, but people really do go around living life saying "That'll never happen to me," and it's really terrifying when you have that sudden realization that yes, yes it can happen and there's a good chance it will. It's a bursting of that protective bubble. I guess the logic is that as we grow older, we'll become better abled to handle such news. As kids, we're just so highly susceptible to everything. I just think it sucks to have to hear that at all, but we can't choose our families.
None of us are perfect and none of our lives are stable. Tomorrow you might wake up with a weird lump on your skin, or erratic heart beats, or your parents might no longer want to be married to each other.
I'm not quite sure if what I'm saying is obvious or even if it's that significant, but I guess I'm just saying this for others to not take things for granted. None of us are as perfect as we're brought up to think we are. Life's short. Live big.
Making no sense,
Ricky
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I'm not sure if my poem above is understandable or not.
What is it about, you ask?
Just the other day I got news that someone in my family had a mild heart attack. To be fair, it's not someone in my immediate family, but it still got me thinking. When I was a kid, my parents didn't necessarily want me, nor my brothers, to panic about things concerning health and death and all that stuff; all that grim stuff. I don't know if it was just because I was the youngest, but I wasn't told about these things. And who could blame them? Parents want to keep their children oblivious to matters that they don't need to worry about until they're older.
I remember when I was around 6 or 7 and I overheard my parents talking about how my grandfather had big ears and that having big ears meant that you'd live a long life. So I jumped in and asked "Are my ears big?" I think their eyes must have blinked at each other when they scrambled to tell me that I had very big ears. It reassured me when I was younger, but as I grew older, I realized that my ears aren't big at all (unless you guys see something I don't). In fact, my ears are actually pretty small!
I have other examples, but I don't want to get into them. But I just want to say that recently, because of some happenings, my parents have dropped bombshells that there are histories of heart problems and cancer within my family line and that just seemed very shocking to me. It's a bit cliché, but people really do go around living life saying "That'll never happen to me," and it's really terrifying when you have that sudden realization that yes, yes it can happen and there's a good chance it will. It's a bursting of that protective bubble. I guess the logic is that as we grow older, we'll become better abled to handle such news. As kids, we're just so highly susceptible to everything. I just think it sucks to have to hear that at all, but we can't choose our families.
None of us are perfect and none of our lives are stable. Tomorrow you might wake up with a weird lump on your skin, or erratic heart beats, or your parents might no longer want to be married to each other.
I'm not quite sure if what I'm saying is obvious or even if it's that significant, but I guess I'm just saying this for others to not take things for granted. None of us are as perfect as we're brought up to think we are. Life's short. Live big.
Making no sense,
Ricky
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Wednesday, August 04, 2004
A Singular Complaint
Before I get into my main rant, I gotta say this. Speaking of television shows, in my previous blog, I got off the subway today to find that 24 was filming at Union Station! 24 season 4 is a complete mystery to everyone and it's very exciting to see that they are in full swing filming and stuff. I didn't actually see them filming. Actually, I think they had just finished because some guy was putting away wires and other equipment. There was a sign propped up announcing:
"You may be getting filmed. 20th Century Fox Television is filming the television series '24' at the moment and by being present, you give full consent that you may appear in our shots."
Now, that's not what the sign said verbatim, but it's pretty much the gist of it. In fact, I stopped reading the sign as soon as I read the numbers two and four in that second sentence. Then I looked around for any filming, but saw none. So if you're watching this upcoming season, they were possibly filming near the main lobby, next to the Surfliner check-in area (and subway exit). I'm all excited for the show to start again, even though it premieres in January 2005 and 99% of the original cast isn't returning.
Okay, now to my main event.
If you have Cingular Wireless, be cautious how you go about cancelling your plans when you're ready. My family had the family plan, naturally, and our contracts were up, so we wanted to switch to Verizon to get better signals in our areas. Well, back in July, it turns out that we got a bill late because we neglect to check the mail often and so we missed a due date. They shut off our service and required a $30 reactivation fee per line (we have 3). Mother Routes, not very happy about this, says "Okay, whatever. We were done with our contract anyway." So she gets Timotei to call and cancel our plan. They agree and we pay our final bill.
Well, the next week or so, we got another bill from Cingular, so we called them asking about it. They told us that there was a mandatory "30-day notice" rule for cancelling plans. It's hidden in the small print. So my mom was FURIOUS. They didn't alert us to this and so we thought our phones were disconnected. Meanwhile we were getting charged for the next month without using it.
So we waited the 30 days very angrily and then recently got new phones from Verizon. While I was transferring my phone numbers from my old phone to my new phone, I noticed that I still had the little "Cingular" logo on my phone. So when Timotei called about it today, they said that we only requested to cancel one of the phone lines. WE WERE GETTING CHARGED FOR THE OTHER TWO!!! That was BULL SHMOKE!
So my brother asked if we had to pay for it and they said yes. So we requested to speak with a supervisor who very nicely told us that they, as a business center, are required to tell customers who are cancelling, that they have to cancel each line separately. We were never told this. So they backdated our fees to the cancellation date of the cancelled line and we are finally out of Cingular's grasp.
Those idiots. I swear. They trap you and take your money. Good for nothing Republicans.
(If you take offense to that because Republicans have nothing to do with this story, kiss off.)
So beware of Cingular. If you thought only their signals and dead zones sucked, think again. Here's hoping Verizon treats us a little better (they don't have the 30-day notice policy).
Happy with my new slider phone,
Ricky
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Before I get into my main rant, I gotta say this. Speaking of television shows, in my previous blog, I got off the subway today to find that 24 was filming at Union Station! 24 season 4 is a complete mystery to everyone and it's very exciting to see that they are in full swing filming and stuff. I didn't actually see them filming. Actually, I think they had just finished because some guy was putting away wires and other equipment. There was a sign propped up announcing:
"You may be getting filmed. 20th Century Fox Television is filming the television series '24' at the moment and by being present, you give full consent that you may appear in our shots."
Now, that's not what the sign said verbatim, but it's pretty much the gist of it. In fact, I stopped reading the sign as soon as I read the numbers two and four in that second sentence. Then I looked around for any filming, but saw none. So if you're watching this upcoming season, they were possibly filming near the main lobby, next to the Surfliner check-in area (and subway exit). I'm all excited for the show to start again, even though it premieres in January 2005 and 99% of the original cast isn't returning.
Okay, now to my main event.
If you have Cingular Wireless, be cautious how you go about cancelling your plans when you're ready. My family had the family plan, naturally, and our contracts were up, so we wanted to switch to Verizon to get better signals in our areas. Well, back in July, it turns out that we got a bill late because we neglect to check the mail often and so we missed a due date. They shut off our service and required a $30 reactivation fee per line (we have 3). Mother Routes, not very happy about this, says "Okay, whatever. We were done with our contract anyway." So she gets Timotei to call and cancel our plan. They agree and we pay our final bill.
Well, the next week or so, we got another bill from Cingular, so we called them asking about it. They told us that there was a mandatory "30-day notice" rule for cancelling plans. It's hidden in the small print. So my mom was FURIOUS. They didn't alert us to this and so we thought our phones were disconnected. Meanwhile we were getting charged for the next month without using it.
So we waited the 30 days very angrily and then recently got new phones from Verizon. While I was transferring my phone numbers from my old phone to my new phone, I noticed that I still had the little "Cingular" logo on my phone. So when Timotei called about it today, they said that we only requested to cancel one of the phone lines. WE WERE GETTING CHARGED FOR THE OTHER TWO!!! That was BULL SHMOKE!
So my brother asked if we had to pay for it and they said yes. So we requested to speak with a supervisor who very nicely told us that they, as a business center, are required to tell customers who are cancelling, that they have to cancel each line separately. We were never told this. So they backdated our fees to the cancellation date of the cancelled line and we are finally out of Cingular's grasp.
Those idiots. I swear. They trap you and take your money. Good for nothing Republicans.
(If you take offense to that because Republicans have nothing to do with this story, kiss off.)
So beware of Cingular. If you thought only their signals and dead zones sucked, think again. Here's hoping Verizon treats us a little better (they don't have the 30-day notice policy).
Happy with my new slider phone,
Ricky
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Tuesday, August 03, 2004
Rescue Me From Reality
Man, I remember when there was no such thing as summer programming. It was just repeats all summer long. Just a few years ago, I guess some genius finally got it through his head that people don't like watching reruns and still watch TV during the summer (especially with school out and whatnot), thus creating the summer season.
But let's face it. Summer programming still isn't exactly the best. We usually get all the burn-off episodes from failed Fall shows and other easy-to-produce programs (SpyTV anyone?). It seems though that this summer is offering more reality crap than usual.
I hate reality shows. Well, there have been some that I enjoyed; The Mole, Fear Factor, um, The Mole 2: The Next Betrayal. I really can't say that I liked other reality shows, but I really hope the reality fad goes out soon... with a whimper.
But here comes the shame. I started watching The Amazing Race last week and I really enjoyed it. It's pretty exciting (not to mention entertaining watching that dwarf woman compete). And today, I was drawn into Big Brother 5. I've been against this show ever since the first boring season. I just downright hated it because it was Big Brother; it was stupid and boring. Well, watching today, I got sucked into the lies and the backstabbing and the annoying (yet intriguing) players. These people are so stupid, yet so smart, but stupid. Oh well, I guess that's what happens when there's nothing else to watch.
I have, however, found two new scripted shows that I really enjoy. First, The 4400 on USA Network. I talked briefly about it on my July 17 blog. The finale is airing next week and, while the show is losing a little fascination, it's still interesting enough to tune in. Supposedly next week, they'll explain part of what happened to the 4400.
The other show that I love is Rescue Me on FX. This is the first TV show I've seen on cable that uses the word "sh**" freely. It's also pretty gory (because it deals with New York Firefighters). The drama in this show is top-notch. It's hard to explain, but the show is excellent and also very funny. I can't wait to get this show on DVD.
So that's my TV life at the moment. I'm just happy right now that the Scrubs premiere is only 28 Days away.
Ecstatic that On-Air with Ryan Seacrest was cancelled,
MAR OUT!
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Man, I remember when there was no such thing as summer programming. It was just repeats all summer long. Just a few years ago, I guess some genius finally got it through his head that people don't like watching reruns and still watch TV during the summer (especially with school out and whatnot), thus creating the summer season.
But let's face it. Summer programming still isn't exactly the best. We usually get all the burn-off episodes from failed Fall shows and other easy-to-produce programs (SpyTV anyone?). It seems though that this summer is offering more reality crap than usual.
I hate reality shows. Well, there have been some that I enjoyed; The Mole, Fear Factor, um, The Mole 2: The Next Betrayal. I really can't say that I liked other reality shows, but I really hope the reality fad goes out soon... with a whimper.
But here comes the shame. I started watching The Amazing Race last week and I really enjoyed it. It's pretty exciting (not to mention entertaining watching that dwarf woman compete). And today, I was drawn into Big Brother 5. I've been against this show ever since the first boring season. I just downright hated it because it was Big Brother; it was stupid and boring. Well, watching today, I got sucked into the lies and the backstabbing and the annoying (yet intriguing) players. These people are so stupid, yet so smart, but stupid. Oh well, I guess that's what happens when there's nothing else to watch.
I have, however, found two new scripted shows that I really enjoy. First, The 4400 on USA Network. I talked briefly about it on my July 17 blog. The finale is airing next week and, while the show is losing a little fascination, it's still interesting enough to tune in. Supposedly next week, they'll explain part of what happened to the 4400.
The other show that I love is Rescue Me on FX. This is the first TV show I've seen on cable that uses the word "sh**" freely. It's also pretty gory (because it deals with New York Firefighters). The drama in this show is top-notch. It's hard to explain, but the show is excellent and also very funny. I can't wait to get this show on DVD.
So that's my TV life at the moment. I'm just happy right now that the Scrubs premiere is only 28 Days away.
Ecstatic that On-Air with Ryan Seacrest was cancelled,
MAR OUT!
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Friday, July 30, 2004
Village Schmillage
I can't say that I'm that disappointed with the new M. Night Shyamalan movie The Village, mainly because I wasn't expecting much in the first place. The idea of it sounded fun, but the trailers didn't really do anything to spark any real excitement in me for the film (unlike The Incredibles which I am dying to see). Plus, period piece films never grab me. So already going into the film, I wasn't expecting much, except that I knew it would be slow.
But man was it slow. There were scenes that went on and on, talking and talking, they wouldn't shut up. And then there were scenes that would build a minute of suspense and then just cut to another scene. In fact, there were a lot of scene cuts; very abrupt, just one scene and then another and another. It sort of felt jumbled and choppy.
And then the big twist was revealed (the explanation of the creatures in the woods) and the feeling of the movie totally changed. I don't want to give away anything really, but I was a little disappointed that the film took that route.
Ultimately, I didn't find the film fun enough. I had a blast watching The Sixth Sense and Signs because there were some really awesomely fun scares. In The Village, there are around 2 jump moments, but only because they were followed by extremely loud crashes in the soundtrack. I did however especially like one part very much. It involved a creature chasing something. That was straight out of one of my nightmares.
I think this film was just too long and too drawn out. I often get really cool story ideas that I can't possibly draw out into a full-length movie and this film's story/idea seems like one of those stories. It feels like it would work better as a half-hour Twilight Zone episode.
So I didn't really like it much, but I didn't hate it as much as I thought I would. I guess it kind of lived up to my lowered expectations, or maybe even exceeded it by a bit (for that cool creature chase). But I don't think I can recommend it. It's just too slow for nothing to happen. The first 75 minutes or so... nothing happens. Character hears something, characters take notice, end scene. That happens over and over, so much in fact that the movie's theme (which seemed like the only tune played throughout the film) gets boring.
Anyway, that's what I thought of it.
And one more thing. Why are teenagers so damn annoying and immature. Who the hell do they think they are thinking they're so funny? The audience I watched the movie with must have been a bunch of just-turned-13-year-olds. The constant "shhhhhh" "shhhhhhh" "shhhhhhh" and yammering and giggling and grabbing is RETARDED! SHUT UP AND WATCH THE MOVIE! And I couldn't believe it. Some little ass thought it was funny to bring daddy's laser pointer and shine it on the screen throughout the film. WOW man! Way to go living in '95! I can't wait till you find the UFO shaped laser projections! How come they haven't added optional headphones for each seat to shut out the stupid kids who can't keep their fat yaps shut?
Annoyed,
Ricky
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I can't say that I'm that disappointed with the new M. Night Shyamalan movie The Village, mainly because I wasn't expecting much in the first place. The idea of it sounded fun, but the trailers didn't really do anything to spark any real excitement in me for the film (unlike The Incredibles which I am dying to see). Plus, period piece films never grab me. So already going into the film, I wasn't expecting much, except that I knew it would be slow.
But man was it slow. There were scenes that went on and on, talking and talking, they wouldn't shut up. And then there were scenes that would build a minute of suspense and then just cut to another scene. In fact, there were a lot of scene cuts; very abrupt, just one scene and then another and another. It sort of felt jumbled and choppy.
And then the big twist was revealed (the explanation of the creatures in the woods) and the feeling of the movie totally changed. I don't want to give away anything really, but I was a little disappointed that the film took that route.
Ultimately, I didn't find the film fun enough. I had a blast watching The Sixth Sense and Signs because there were some really awesomely fun scares. In The Village, there are around 2 jump moments, but only because they were followed by extremely loud crashes in the soundtrack. I did however especially like one part very much. It involved a creature chasing something. That was straight out of one of my nightmares.
I think this film was just too long and too drawn out. I often get really cool story ideas that I can't possibly draw out into a full-length movie and this film's story/idea seems like one of those stories. It feels like it would work better as a half-hour Twilight Zone episode.
So I didn't really like it much, but I didn't hate it as much as I thought I would. I guess it kind of lived up to my lowered expectations, or maybe even exceeded it by a bit (for that cool creature chase). But I don't think I can recommend it. It's just too slow for nothing to happen. The first 75 minutes or so... nothing happens. Character hears something, characters take notice, end scene. That happens over and over, so much in fact that the movie's theme (which seemed like the only tune played throughout the film) gets boring.
Anyway, that's what I thought of it.
And one more thing. Why are teenagers so damn annoying and immature. Who the hell do they think they are thinking they're so funny? The audience I watched the movie with must have been a bunch of just-turned-13-year-olds. The constant "shhhhhh" "shhhhhhh" "shhhhhhh" and yammering and giggling and grabbing is RETARDED! SHUT UP AND WATCH THE MOVIE! And I couldn't believe it. Some little ass thought it was funny to bring daddy's laser pointer and shine it on the screen throughout the film. WOW man! Way to go living in '95! I can't wait till you find the UFO shaped laser projections! How come they haven't added optional headphones for each seat to shut out the stupid kids who can't keep their fat yaps shut?
Annoyed,
Ricky
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Monday, July 19, 2004
Slight Delay
I was extremely busy this past weekend.
I started writing up my Proactiv results on Saturday, but then ended up going to Erico Suave's place for MacArthur's birthday. They invited a bunch of Disneyland friends over and we drank and drank. I was introduced to downing a peppermint schnapps shot and then sucking down some chocolate syrup and shaking it up in your mouth. It tastes just like a York Peppermint Patty. Anyway, I was pretty f-ed up at the end of the night and the rest of the party is a blur. Not really, I remember everything, but am a little iffy about the details.
Anyway, then on Sunday, I went to see A Cinderella Story which wasn't good. The movie is too hyper cute and isn't even funny. I'll give it the fact that there were some parts that were too charming not to smile, but overall, the movie made me roll my eyes A LOT. And it took forever to end.
So, that's why I wasn't able to finish my Proactiv update. So I'm just going to hold off on it till this coming weekend. Then, at that time, there will be two weeks of usage to review.
Something that also slightly pertains to this topic, I was riding the train today and while passing a street, I saw that a fire truck had its lights flashing and had to wait for us to pass. HA! We had the right of way over a fire truck sucka! That's probably not a good thing to boast about, seeing as someone's house probably burned down as we were holding the truck up, but I found it empowering.
Sweatin' it out to I Love the 90's,
Ricky
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I was extremely busy this past weekend.
I started writing up my Proactiv results on Saturday, but then ended up going to Erico Suave's place for MacArthur's birthday. They invited a bunch of Disneyland friends over and we drank and drank. I was introduced to downing a peppermint schnapps shot and then sucking down some chocolate syrup and shaking it up in your mouth. It tastes just like a York Peppermint Patty. Anyway, I was pretty f-ed up at the end of the night and the rest of the party is a blur. Not really, I remember everything, but am a little iffy about the details.
Anyway, then on Sunday, I went to see A Cinderella Story which wasn't good. The movie is too hyper cute and isn't even funny. I'll give it the fact that there were some parts that were too charming not to smile, but overall, the movie made me roll my eyes A LOT. And it took forever to end.
So, that's why I wasn't able to finish my Proactiv update. So I'm just going to hold off on it till this coming weekend. Then, at that time, there will be two weeks of usage to review.
Something that also slightly pertains to this topic, I was riding the train today and while passing a street, I saw that a fire truck had its lights flashing and had to wait for us to pass. HA! We had the right of way over a fire truck sucka! That's probably not a good thing to boast about, seeing as someone's house probably burned down as we were holding the truck up, but I found it empowering.
Sweatin' it out to I Love the 90's,
Ricky
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Saturday, July 17, 2004
Blogger 2.0
Check this mother out!
Blogger.com recently upgraded their service or something. Now, it's easier to bold and stuff and you can add color and increase font size!
Pretty cool, but one thing that I still can't do is upload pictures. Well, it's just that lousy geocities doesn't allow me to link picture files that I upload to html. I've tried it on several occasions and sometimes it works, but 98% of the time, it doesn't. So, Blogger.com recommends some photo download software, but I don't want another photo editing program. I already have Photoshop. I just need a home to upload my crap! Doesn't anyone understand???
So here's a birthday wish of mine (though it isn't my birthday today, in fact, it's MacArthur's and Disneyland's). Recently Yahoo! Mail upgraded their free e-mail service. Instead of allowing a laughable 4MB of e-mail per account, they now offer a whoppin' 100MBs! That's insane, but still not as righteous as Google's G-mail service (of which I have an account) that offers 1 GB of e-mail storage! Yahoo!, get with it. Anyway, the point is... if they can upgrade e-mail service, I'm really hoping they will upgrade free website hosting space. Right now I have three accounts to maintain The Routes. Each account only gives me 15MB of file storage. That's like 3 Routes with all the pictures. So, anyway, that's my wish. Or maybe I can just get a kickass server and upgrade the site entirely. I do want to eventually turn my site into a Flash based site, but that's way into the future when I actually care more.
Okay, few things. Today marks the end of my first week of using Proactiv. I am currently working on my report and it will be up most likely tomorrow. It will be an ongoing study, so you will see the effects of the system and if it really works or not.
Secondly, I'm going to get drunk at Erico Suave's place tonight. MacArthur is having a birthday get-together and I'm hoping some of my old Disneyland co-workers will be there (and hopefully recognize me).
Thirdly, I'm stoked to watch the next episode of The 4400 on USA Network. The first installment premiered last week and was just awesome. It's about 4400 people who were abducted by aliens and return suddenly and they have been given some super human powers and must adjust to their regular lives after being away for so long.
Fourthly, I went to Abercrombie & Fitch earlier today to get MacArthur's birthday gift and, well, firstly (or is this fifthly), the music is just way too goddamn LOUD in there! They're nuts. They're dumb. It's waaaaaay loud. You can even hear it from across the mall.
And secondly/sixthly, my theory was kinda correct! Well, being that it's a Saturday and it was pretty busy at the mall, there was barely anyone in the store. Well, in the back there were some ladies browsing, but all the guys in there were employees of the store. So, I'd say this is a good sign that the store's popularity (or possibly just its uniqueness) is dying down. Or maybe they just can't find their way into the store with all the tables and such blocking the path to get in. Whatever, they're morons.
Apologizing if I've offended anyone with today's rant,
Ricky
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Check this mother out!
Blogger.com recently upgraded their service or something. Now, it's easier to bold and stuff and you can add color and increase font size!
Pretty cool, but one thing that I still can't do is upload pictures. Well, it's just that lousy geocities doesn't allow me to link picture files that I upload to html. I've tried it on several occasions and sometimes it works, but 98% of the time, it doesn't. So, Blogger.com recommends some photo download software, but I don't want another photo editing program. I already have Photoshop. I just need a home to upload my crap! Doesn't anyone understand???
So here's a birthday wish of mine (though it isn't my birthday today, in fact, it's MacArthur's and Disneyland's). Recently Yahoo! Mail upgraded their free e-mail service. Instead of allowing a laughable 4MB of e-mail per account, they now offer a whoppin' 100MBs! That's insane, but still not as righteous as Google's G-mail service (of which I have an account) that offers 1 GB of e-mail storage! Yahoo!, get with it. Anyway, the point is... if they can upgrade e-mail service, I'm really hoping they will upgrade free website hosting space. Right now I have three accounts to maintain The Routes. Each account only gives me 15MB of file storage. That's like 3 Routes with all the pictures. So, anyway, that's my wish. Or maybe I can just get a kickass server and upgrade the site entirely. I do want to eventually turn my site into a Flash based site, but that's way into the future when I actually care more.
Okay, few things. Today marks the end of my first week of using Proactiv. I am currently working on my report and it will be up most likely tomorrow. It will be an ongoing study, so you will see the effects of the system and if it really works or not.
Secondly, I'm going to get drunk at Erico Suave's place tonight. MacArthur is having a birthday get-together and I'm hoping some of my old Disneyland co-workers will be there (and hopefully recognize me).
Thirdly, I'm stoked to watch the next episode of The 4400 on USA Network. The first installment premiered last week and was just awesome. It's about 4400 people who were abducted by aliens and return suddenly and they have been given some super human powers and must adjust to their regular lives after being away for so long.
Fourthly, I went to Abercrombie & Fitch earlier today to get MacArthur's birthday gift and, well, firstly (or is this fifthly), the music is just way too goddamn LOUD in there! They're nuts. They're dumb. It's waaaaaay loud. You can even hear it from across the mall.
And secondly/sixthly, my theory was kinda correct! Well, being that it's a Saturday and it was pretty busy at the mall, there was barely anyone in the store. Well, in the back there were some ladies browsing, but all the guys in there were employees of the store. So, I'd say this is a good sign that the store's popularity (or possibly just its uniqueness) is dying down. Or maybe they just can't find their way into the store with all the tables and such blocking the path to get in. Whatever, they're morons.
Apologizing if I've offended anyone with today's rant,
Ricky
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Monday, July 12, 2004
Proactivists... Unite!
Greetings fellow cannibals!
I have news from the underworld! I am officially on the Proactiv Acne Treatment thing (you know, the thing I should have been on since the 10th grade). Now, Vanessa Williams thinks I'm cool. That now doubles the number of people who think I'm cool! And that ain't not bad.
Anyway, I told a couple of people already that I'm doing the whole expensive Proactiv thing and their response was "You have acne?"
YES! I have acne. I've had break outs and pimples here and there, but there wasn't really a long time (maybe a month at most) that I went without a single pimple. They bug and they suck and any other synonym for "suck" and "bug." Look it up in a thesaurus for me.
But here's the kicker. I'm going to document my results! That's right, let's see if this stuff really works. I promise I won't cheat. This will be a totally scientific research experiment (complete with thesis and hypothesis)! So make sure you visit The Routes in the near future for the most unflattering shots of me you'll ever see (unless of course you're that stalker snapping pictures of me from outside my window right now. YEAH YOU! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!!!).
And perhaps if my findings are positive, even you may feel less apprehensive about spending $60 on three bottles of soap.
Proactivating farewell message... NOW!
Ricky
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Greetings fellow cannibals!
I have news from the underworld! I am officially on the Proactiv Acne Treatment thing (you know, the thing I should have been on since the 10th grade). Now, Vanessa Williams thinks I'm cool. That now doubles the number of people who think I'm cool! And that ain't not bad.
Anyway, I told a couple of people already that I'm doing the whole expensive Proactiv thing and their response was "You have acne?"
YES! I have acne. I've had break outs and pimples here and there, but there wasn't really a long time (maybe a month at most) that I went without a single pimple. They bug and they suck and any other synonym for "suck" and "bug." Look it up in a thesaurus for me.
But here's the kicker. I'm going to document my results! That's right, let's see if this stuff really works. I promise I won't cheat. This will be a totally scientific research experiment (complete with thesis and hypothesis)! So make sure you visit The Routes in the near future for the most unflattering shots of me you'll ever see (unless of course you're that stalker snapping pictures of me from outside my window right now. YEAH YOU! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!!!).
And perhaps if my findings are positive, even you may feel less apprehensive about spending $60 on three bottles of soap.
Proactivating farewell message... NOW!
Ricky
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