One of those...

...weekends. It was just one of those times when lots of feelings about life and the future and everything else hits you (lord knows if people who are older experience this anymore)

I saw four new movies, none of which were particularly happy, in terms of content or endings.

Topping the list was The Constant Gardner. Ralph Fiennes is awesome. And so is nearly every part of the movie.

The other three sort of come in at a tie, The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada, The Weather Man, and Lord of War.

All of them were pretty good, but became weak in parts. The Three Burials has the award for most non-sexual sex scene I've ever seen in a movie. I rented the other three, but Burials Josh and I saw in the theatres in Scottsdale, full of old white people, who apparently laugh at parts I can only surmise because they couldn't come up with a better reaction. (Thats another rant for another time)

We'll see how this week shapes up, there's an NAU banquet, and hopefully I can get something together with intern(s) for the weekend.

Adios for now.

"Do you know that the harder thing to do and the right thing to do are usually the same thing? Nothing that has meaning is easy. "Easy" doesn't enter into grown-up life" - Michael Caine in The Weather Man

What now.

I came home today not really feeling like myself, and I don't know if it's because lately I haven't been being myself, or if lately I've been figuring out more parts of my personality.

Either way it was a very weird and detached feeling, and one I hope to resolve.

I miss hanging out with my four closest friends, you know who you are, and after my internship and graduation we all need to do something together, if at all possible.

Some choice quotes:

For it is mutual trust, even more than mutual interest that holds human associations together. Our friends seldom profit us but they make us feel safe... Marriage is a scheme to accomplish exactly that same end.
H. L. Mencken

Live so that your friends can defend you but never have to.
Arnold H. Glasgow

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them.
Evelyn Waugh

This one I'm not sure about... but meh

We learn our virtues from our friends who love us; our faults from the enemy who hates us. We cannot easily discover our real character from a friend. He is a mirror, on which the warmth of our breath impedes the clearness of the reflection.
Ricther

Poooostin'

Here, listen to some midi versions of revolutionary war favorites.
Rock the flute.
MUSIC

Work is work. Some days it brings interesting new things, other days it drags on. I find cool co-workers help pass the time.

Colorful Legislative phrase of the day :

"The devil's in the details."

Josh and Eric humor example #453:
(while josh studies grammar rules for journalism)

KrazyKoreanKid01: wow how vague, tells me the rule, then says there are exceptions
KrazyKoreanKid01: the exception being all the time, save for this one sentence
KrazyKoreanKid01: every sentence has a unique structure that must be memorized
KrazyKoreanKid01: determined by me, KLEEGOR, MASTER OF THE SUBJECT-PREDICATE
HmmlStrike: I WAS NOT LOVED AS A CHILD, AND AT SCHOOL I WAS REBUFFED FOR MY GRAND INTELLECT, SO AT AGE 18 I ENTERED BUREAUCRAT SCHOOL AND NOW THE SEEDS OF VENGEANCE BEAR FRUIT
KrazyKoreanKid01: we were fools...we should have killed him in the womb
HmmlStrike: so be it, FIND THE TIME MACHINE
KrazyKoreanKid01: he was bred to be the perfect grammar machine...all they created was an abomination
KrazyKoreanKid01: they say his mother was a compound-complex sentence
KrazyKoreanKid01: and his father was syntax itself
HmmlStrike: THE UNHOLY UNION was spoke in prophesy 1000 years ago

That's right...grammar humor, booyah.

Random

Another quickly made "poem"

Empty spaces and empty voices,
The quiet sets in, settles itself,

The only noises are from outside,
Startling and comforting,
They add whats necessary to get by.

But the missing contact,
and the missing heart,
combine to form a stumbling start.


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