Month: October 2001
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Wow. Anon goes Halloween. And I am suddenly craving pumpkin pie.
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New Poll: Okay, it’s late Halloween night. You’ve finally wiggled out of your costume and you dump your bag of booty out on the bed. Carefully, you begin to separate everything out into prioritized piles. Yeah, yeah, I know you’re all about the mini Hershey bars and Reese’s peanut butter cups. But what’s the last…
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Hooray! I have successfully booked tickets for the most anticipated film in Britain this year. My sister, the Snook, and I will be seeing Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone at the very first public showing at 8:30 a.m. on November 10th. Can’t wait!
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“Notre Dame can’t even claim to be No. 1 among the Catholics.” OUCH.
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Kim helpfully points out that you can now watch all four trailers for the upcoming Buffy musical episode online. I have to say though, I wasn’t impressed. They all kinda sound like crap. But it’s probably worth it for the sight of Spike with a guitar.
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Overheard while watching the Star Wars Episode 1 DVD audio commentary with George Lucas tonight: Did he just compare the Gungans to the Viet Cong??? Some other observations from the commentary: George Lucas deals in some pretty clinical filmmaking. Everything was about how they technically achieved this or that. Nothing about the actors, their performances,…
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Halloween in IndianaMy dad sent me this picture and it just cracks me up. I’m not actually sure it was taken in Indiana, but it sure looks like it. Man, that makes me homesick. We have gray skies in London too, but not nice crisp autumn ones like this. And check out that Hoosier humor!…
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The Snook and I have decided to get a kitty when we get to Australia. He will be black with white feet. His name will be Dr. Alowicious Jones. (I like the name Alowicious; he likes Dr. Jones. We combined.) Our kitty will not be evil. That is all.
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Those of you who enjoyed Microserfs might find this little article amusing. Cult of Bill, indeed. I know I found it funny to see a technical journalist berate himself for asking a personal question, salivate over Bill’s immense mental talents, and report everything the great man ingested from his dinner plate. Geez.
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Steve says don’t nuke your mail, silly people.