Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Have you ever seen something your entire life, then someone points something out about that something and you see that something in a whole different light? A confusing sentence I know, but this has happened to me. A little while ago, Jennifer pointed something out to me about the FedEx logo. If you'll notice, between the "E" and the "X" there is a rather large arrow pointing to the right. Now wherever I go I see this arrow, and I can't see FedEx for what it once was. It's like the word doesn't matter anymore, all I see is this arrow.

It's odd how words can affect someone so much. When I was watching the television show Roseanne, I completely blanked out. I saw the word Roseanne, but it no longer held any kind of meaning. It was like I had never seen the word before. I was really confused, and a little bit frightened. Had the show always been called Roseanne? I don't think I've ever really noticed the name of the show before. It was like a revelation; a veil had been lifted. Roseanne was the name of the man character, the person who played the character, and the name of the show. It was like I couldn't grasp the word and now it felt awkward. I sat in my room saying the word aloud, "Roseanne...Roseanne...Roseanne." I would be remiss to not mention, that Kyle had recently told me about experiencing the same exact feeling but for the show "Seinfeld." When it happens to you, you will start laughing because you finally realize what I'm talking about. It happened to will happen to you.

Monday, February 09, 2004

This is no longer my hunting grounds, my new blog is The Telescreen. Hope to see you there!

Wednesday, February 04, 2004

Hello everyone, I apologize for the mess that I created with my blog. The server I had been remote linking to shut me down, so all my pictures were lost. It prompted me to create a new look for this blog that was simple, yet fulfilling. Pardon my dust while I work on getting this thing up and in motion.

Thursday, January 15, 2004


Sunday, January 04, 2004

I returned from my vacation, and took a day before I sat down and typed out everything that happened. I hadn’t been to Orlando since 1994, a very bad year for me indeed. On top of the terrible earthquake that occurred, my grandfather also passed away. It took many years of pestering my parents from my younger brother that we finally decided to make a return trip.

DAY 1 -
A limo takes my family and I to LAX and we meet with this guy named John. John is a kind of “celebrity valet” who takes people through the airport quickly because he is able to bypass lines and security checkpoints. He also has access to every VIP lounge in the airport and all the hot clubs in Los Angeles. He looks very professional with his earpiece and black trench coat. I felt like we had a bodyguard leading us through the airport. John left us at the gate, and we went flying through the air. Damn movies like “Final Destination” made me so paranoid about flying. The whole time I’m trying to find signs that death is out the get me. A scratch on the plane door, my seat being next to an emergency exit, the squeaky wheel on the drink cart could all be signs. The in-flight movie was “Pirates of the Caribbean,” not a bad choice. Although I didn’t really feel like watching it so my mind was beginning to wander, imagining the plane flying over a huge map like in the Indiana Jones films. There was also a point where I was debated the term stewardess and flight attendant. With men moving into the flight service industry, the term had to change so sound more unisex. After four or five hours the plane lands, and we’re off to the hotel in our Hertz rental car. The hotel was a Doubletree; this particular one was substandard compared to other ones that I’d seen. They had these signs everywhere that said something like “pardon our dust while we work on improving the hotel.” I didn’t see any construction or work going on. I think the sign was there just to stop people from asking why the place looks kind of messy. The day winds down, and on to day 2.

DAY 2 Is on its way...

Saturday, December 27, 2003

Everyone, I'm going to be gone today to the 1st on winter vacation. Please don't be mad at me when I tell you where I'm going. I'm going Ok, I know you're thinking I'm a hypocrit and a sell-out, but I'm not! My PLAN is to take down the man from the inside. Sure theme park security thinks I'm having fun on their security monitors, but really I'll be plotting their fall.


Sunday, December 21, 2003

"It isn't as great as the best Japanese Samurai films, but it is certainly a worthy addition to a great film tradition."

During the first 30 minutes or so, I wasn't to enthralled. I was too busy gawking at the grainy computer animation, cheesy dialogue, and a character who made be cringe when he tried to act. But once this character who I despised finally left the movie with a sword threw the chest, the movie went on a roll. Everything seemed to greatly improve, and I found myself thoroughly enjoying this film. Tom Cruise threw out a performance better then a golden globe, and the action sequences were fantastic. This movie seems to have been overlooked by some, but I hope you'll take my advice and see it. This is one of those movies meant to be seen in a theater and not on a dvd.