Two things have come to my attention of late: first, there has been a large lack of post in recent weeks, and secondly, that a major, blog-worthy holiday occurred. I’ve been putting it off for a while, but you can’t put blogging off forever. It’s like a stray dog. Once you feed it, it just keeps coming back for more and more.
So, where were we again? Oh, right. Movies. I’ve seen a ton of them this holiday weekend. Many were of course holiday related, and then there were some others that I just happened to catch. I could review them all, but that would seriously be more work than I would want to do. Just because I feed the dog doesn’t mean I’ll play fetch with the dang thing.
Bad Santa, Elf, A Christmas Story, Christmas with the Kranks, and Santa Clause 2 were all Christmas movies and fulfilled their roles as such. Bad Santa was pretty funny, Elf wasn’t quite as stupid as I suspected, and neither were the Kranks. A Christmas Story is just a classic, and well, we’ll just all try to ignore the fact that Santa Clause 2 was ever made… please? As far as the others, there was nothing particularly outstanding.
On to the most important part of the season – my presents. I didn’t really want a whole lot, actually. All I really wanted was a digital camera, and I got that. Now I can treat all 3 of my blog readers to pictures when I randomly decide to do so, like now:
Sorry I was so late with my Christmas post, but it’s not like you can do anything about it anyway.
This is quite possibly the most profound sentence that has ever been conceived by mankind.
Stick that in your pipe and smoke it. Philosophy. I can’t stand it. 99.999% of the time, it’s bullshit. My opening sentence for example: Where’s the profoundness? Let’s take a look. By saying that this is the most profound sentence ever, it implies there is a deeper meaning. But there doesn’t seem to be one. Could it be that there I am claiming that there has never been anything profound said by mankind? Maybe, but that’s just looking at the top layer, the mocking tone.
If you look deeper, you realize that it requires a lot of thought to prove this point, thereby making one spend countless hours reading other profound sentences. By making you do this, our above sentence has made you more deeply contemplate everything, and is in itself profound…
There’s another layer to it too. What if, perhaps, the profundity of the statement is that you can’t prove that anything else is profound, because there mankind in and of itself is not possible of being profound? Woah. Hold on. Way deep man….
Or not. It’s all bullshit. I made this sentence up to prove the very fact that it is. I could have BS-ed an essay out of the sentence and no one could have proved me wrong. The question is, who gives a damn? Not me. You shouldn’t either. The amount one can bullshit you should not be a sign of his wisdom.
I’m sorry. I started slacking off on posts again. I think I had a good excuse though. Finals aren’t exactly something to be taken lightly. They’re over now, so I can get back to work. In fact, I’ll be getting to all sorts of work this holiday (I hope). I’ve got to make a few websites. Maybe I’ll even find time to work on this one.
Of course, me slacking off isn’t anything new to any of us. It’s a rather bad habit of mine. I’ve got all these ideas that I’d like to work on, and yet I never take the time to get around to them. I’m going to try and change that a bit this holiday break. I don’t plan on stressing too hard, of course (it’s the holiday after all), but I’d like to do something meaningful. Something worthwhile. Something better than sitting on my ass getting another level for my Diablo II character.
I’ve got plenty of ideas, that’s for sure. I could design a better style for this page, write some little program for me to use, work on my writing skills, my drawing skill… anything. I just want to stop looking at my life and thinking, “Wow, look at that. I had over 40 hours of free time and managed to do nothing beyond play video games.”
That was my original intention for my “try to blog every day” resolution Ð to get myself to stop being so lazy ÐÊbut, as usual, slacking off won. Let’s hope the same does not happen for the rest of my life.
Being lesbian implies you are a woman. I am not a woman, at least not the last time I checked.
(For those not in the know, this is a response to Chris and Shaine‘s blogs.)
I’m not one of those anime freaks. Maybe if I say it enough times it’ll be true. Until then, though, I’ll have to own up too the truth… I watch anime, and I enjoy it. In fact, I’ve spent a lot of this weekend downloading anime and watching it, in between games of Diablo II.
Don’t mistake me for one of those crazy kids who thinks that just because the show has people with big eyes it’s brilliant. Big eyes aren’t a substitute for plot. I don’t like every anime there is simply because it’s from Japan and thus is somehow that much more cool. There are plenty of shows I could care less about, but there are also plenty of good ones.
The thing I like about anime is that the Japanese respect the ability of cartoons to tell stories to the teens and adults. Sure, there are adult cartoons here in America, but most of them are based around the idea of comedy. You don’t see cool things like Gundam Wing and such coming out of American cartoons, because cartoons are apparently for children.
I’m not saying that the shows are realistic or anything like that. They’re usually something that would have complements on the sci-fi channel. But that’s okay, because realistic stuff can be done with actors. Things like gigantic robotic armor can’t so much. I submit Power Rangers as proof of that fact.
I’m not trying to tell you that every Japanese show is good. I’m just telling you that not all of them are bad, which is not any more than you can say about all of the American shows. Give it a try sometime. Expand your horizons and all that, but don’t judge with any single thing you watch. Now, I’m going to get back to downloading… I mean… finding more episodes of Ghost In The Shell.
