Yes, the title is true. I just recently watched the star wars holiday special put on in 1978 and the out come is not good. Basically, I have lost all faith in star wars, and if not for a brief 2 min. sequence all would have been lost. The construction of this video was spawned by Satan himself and should be burnt along with all the other evil things in this world, like George Bush, and automatic paper towel dispensers. I will forever rue the day I sought to expand my star wars background and knowledge. Anyone who reads this and find themselves a star wars fan, spare your self the pain and never watch it. Those who don't like star wars, don't watch it cause it’s the worst thing I’ve ever seen, aside from the movie 'dungeons and dragons', which is also an atrocious movie. In short, I have wasted an hour and a half of my life I will never get back, and now I want to strangle George Lucas. Oh well, back to the lovely essays the teachers so kindly gave us.... ha, right.
Jeff
Monday, January 03, 2005
An Overwhelming Lack of Concern
What a weird day.
For some reason being gone from school for the past couple weeks made it seem like the first day of school all over again; I mean it was only 2 weeks, but man it was strange coming back. Plus everyone had gotten hair cuts OR had let their hair grow exceedingly long (Scott...) OR had dyed their hair (heh, lucky me, I never dyed my hair blonde-brown during the blonde-brown craze and so now I don't have to dye it back to brown during the brown craze...congrats to all the other girls who followed the similar path of resistance). And to top it all off everyone was wearing their new threads (hip 70's lingo) which was good because I now know to never wear a certain sweatshirt to school because I saw a total of 3 girls wearing it today.
But onto the OVERWELMING LACK OF CONCERN...I returned to school today blissfully unaware that a) I had completley forgotten to turn in a biology lab on the last day of school...I had completed the lab, just decided not to turn it in...good call. b) My group paper on Pre-Marital Sex got a C+...but I shouldn't really be surprised there. c) I have forgotten what Statistics ARE. All in all it should have been a very disappointing day, but I surprised my self by not caring in the least. If I don't like the way Thomas Arp wrote our freaking English textbook, I'm not going to read it. If I would rather discuss the onset of Martha Stewarts in our senior class during History, we might as well do it and not waste the ink and paper by writing notes to each other. Yes, I forsee a great semester filled with general slacking...please join in, although I'm sure most of you already have.
For some reason being gone from school for the past couple weeks made it seem like the first day of school all over again; I mean it was only 2 weeks, but man it was strange coming back. Plus everyone had gotten hair cuts OR had let their hair grow exceedingly long (Scott...) OR had dyed their hair (heh, lucky me, I never dyed my hair blonde-brown during the blonde-brown craze and so now I don't have to dye it back to brown during the brown craze...congrats to all the other girls who followed the similar path of resistance). And to top it all off everyone was wearing their new threads (hip 70's lingo) which was good because I now know to never wear a certain sweatshirt to school because I saw a total of 3 girls wearing it today.
But onto the OVERWELMING LACK OF CONCERN...I returned to school today blissfully unaware that a) I had completley forgotten to turn in a biology lab on the last day of school...I had completed the lab, just decided not to turn it in...good call. b) My group paper on Pre-Marital Sex got a C+...but I shouldn't really be surprised there. c) I have forgotten what Statistics ARE. All in all it should have been a very disappointing day, but I surprised my self by not caring in the least. If I don't like the way Thomas Arp wrote our freaking English textbook, I'm not going to read it. If I would rather discuss the onset of Martha Stewarts in our senior class during History, we might as well do it and not waste the ink and paper by writing notes to each other. Yes, I forsee a great semester filled with general slacking...please join in, although I'm sure most of you already have.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Fine, I've changed the title, happy?
For those of you who have seen "Sky Captain," you know that green, sick, mutant thing who only wants to die? I now know how he must have felt. The reason: I took it upon myself to watch "The Star Wars Holiday Special." You heard me right "Star Wars Holiday Special." Star Wars as in Luke Skywalker, Lightsaber, Death Star, and Holiday as in Christmas, and to a much, much lesser degree, Chaunaka, and Special as in retarded. Believe you me, I am not making this up. In November 1978, someone at CBS decided that it would be a good idea to air this horrible atrocity. I haven't even seen more than five minutes of it, but I am now very frightened and want to unwatch this grievous crime against humainty. But curiosity will grasp my soul once again, and I know that eventually I will see all of this abhorrence. This is my curse. That is if my subconcious isn't smart enough to run me off a cliff to preserve itself by never having to witness another terrible second of the unholy abomination. I am lucky that the screen is only 1"x2": any bigger and my retinas would have seared themselves out by now. If anyone wants a copy of this, I would be willing to condemn myself to hell by spreading sin through the world and burning you a copy.
Now combine watching this with the stress of finishing the common app, turning it in, having no sleep the night before save a couple of nights, being in a very stressful living condition, eating only junk food for 2 days, and finially watching "The Twilight Zone" marathon. I would consider myself lucky if I make it through the night. Considering I now have Post Traumatic Stress from watching pure evil and "The Twilight Zone" at the same time, I think that I will never sleep again. But unfortunatly, I am also approaching exteme exhaustion from sleep deprivation. But at least if I get through tonight, I know that I could survive anything, for I have felt the wrath of God.
Now combine watching this with the stress of finishing the common app, turning it in, having no sleep the night before save a couple of nights, being in a very stressful living condition, eating only junk food for 2 days, and finially watching "The Twilight Zone" marathon. I would consider myself lucky if I make it through the night. Considering I now have Post Traumatic Stress from watching pure evil and "The Twilight Zone" at the same time, I think that I will never sleep again. But unfortunatly, I am also approaching exteme exhaustion from sleep deprivation. But at least if I get through tonight, I know that I could survive anything, for I have felt the wrath of God.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Films to look for in 2005
As I continue to spend all my free time writing random movie articles, here's this. And yeah, I haven't done any reviews in awhile. Suffice to say, "The Aviator" is the only thing that is challenging "Finding Neverland" for best picture, and "The Life Aquatic" is nowhere near Wes Anderson's best work but is one of the most entertaining movies of the year. I'll do a Top 10 (or maybe Top 15) in January, after I see "Million Dollar Baby" and "The Sea Inside."
So for now...look to the future.
Happy New Year to all. I forgot to mention this in the reply to John's post, but the people downtown after midnight are frickin' insane. At least, for Portland.
So for now...look to the future.
Happy New Year to all. I forgot to mention this in the reply to John's post, but the people downtown after midnight are frickin' insane. At least, for Portland.
Happy New Year!
Just a small message to wish all our faithful readers (and fellow authors) a happy new year. Having just pulled an all nighter, Dave, Jeff, and myself (JB) would like to say that 2005 is shaping up into a great year...we've talked, wrestled, killed a poor cow with darts (cole's doing), watched an insanely crappy movie (Envy...and Scotty, Dave thinks you reccomended this film once...bad move, if so. It was terrible. So terrible we all kept watching just to see where the shit went - and there was never a good answer. Disinigrated my ass!), and sorted Dave's records while Jeff shot up unsuspecting Halo geeks who had nothing better to do New Year's Day than play Halo. In a few hours (or minutes, based on my appetite and courage) we shall crash Ken's house to get food and awaken a horde of slumbering ladies. Or something like that.
Oh, and I get to rewrite my 500 word common app essay later today...after going almost 36 hours without sleep.
But hey...I've never had a better New Year's Eve. Bang away, y'all.
-JB
Oh, and I get to rewrite my 500 word common app essay later today...after going almost 36 hours without sleep.
But hey...I've never had a better New Year's Eve. Bang away, y'all.
-JB
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