300: The movie was all I wanted it to be. I was overwhelmed by the visuals, enthralled by the man-flesh, and moved by the music. The director’s faithful execution of the text made me very happy. Did you know that it was number one this weekend?  And the numbers for the graphic novel have gone up as well. Here’s a little thing on the making of the visual effects. I hope you liked it. We saw it twice, and in the second viewing, saw little details that made the experience richer. The first fight scene felt like a dance. We should see it once more before it exits the theatres.
Sunny Side Up: I eat one thing when I got to a greasy spoon: 2 eggs over easy (or medium) with hashbrowns and a dry English muffin. D and I went to our new favorite place. Don’t ask me the name. I forgot. And a few hours later, I was plagued by the worst stomach ache. It felt like someone wound my guts around a spool and pulled. I wanted to crawl into a fetal position so that I could die comfortably. At the end, I ended up with volcano butt (diarrhea) and felt better. The moral of the story: stick to eggy product - not runny eggs. There’s no pain like bad eggs in the intestine. My ass is clenching just thinking about it.
Dinner and Drinks: D, Frankie, Amanda, Adam and I went to 310 for drinks after the movie. Amanda was bothered by a group of obnoxious drunk yuppies sitting behind us. She asked them to lower their voice, which made things much worse. It was like trying to rationalize with a toddler. They mocked the request, hissing “Shhhh. We can’t talk. It’s a library.” And this kept going on and on and on. No one, on either side, could let it go. The yuppies were shitfaced, and if they handn’t fucked with us, I could have laughed. At one point, the most blonde and drunk of the bunch exclaimed:

“I don’t have a vaaaaah-gina! I have a man-gina!”
*insert coyote-like laughter here.
“My implants are shrinking! What am I going to do? Shhh, we can’t laugh because this is a library!”

She also used several words that were more than 4 syllables long. I was impressed. The problem with confrontation with those kind of assholes is that they don’t care whether you are polite and that they are painfully immature. The saddest part of the whole experience was that the loud man-gina woman had a sleeping baby in a stroller next to her. She and a man (I was going to assume that he was the baby’s father, but I couldn’t say for sure) left with the baby, obviously sloshed, and got into a car and drove off. Irresponsible and selfish and dangerous - it disgusted me.

Moving Day: D and I helped Anne and Will move on Saturday. We learned some very good lessons.

• It takes a lot longer to pack a truck than it does to unload it.
• Open boxes are bad for transportation. Sometimes chucking the old stuff makes moving easier.
• College kids love generous neighbors (Anne practically furnished an apartment for two Full Sail kids with her furniture and dishes).
• If you want to feel out of shape, move big boxes down one flight of stairs.
• Moving is exciting and cleansing.
• Moving is a pain in the ass.
• When the end comes, there’s not better feeling of accomplishment.

I love their house and the area. It’s a quiet neighborhood, surrounded by a well-groomed wetland and an abandoned nursery. There are little cat-doors so that the cats can get into the garage and the litter box. I am so excited for them! And, D and I get to stay in the guest room when we visit. Party time at Anne and Will’s house!

Sunday Night Television: Battlestar has gone to crap. Rome is just as dirty and fucked up as ever. I shouldn’t live my life around television, but I felt emotionall invested in Battlestar. I loved those characters and the questions about relationships and politics. The women in the show were both flawed and strong. There was a lot to love. But there’s been a shift. I watch so that I may find a resolution. Next season, I may skip it. I don’t understand the lack of cohesive vision. But Rome - good stuff. Perhaps they aren’t burdened by a creative (and by that I mean wildly creative) story line. History is already written, but I think they take it in an interesting direction. I watch these shows when I fold laundry on Sundays. Routines…. ahhh.

I have a lot more to write about, but I don’t want to overwhelm you. Have a great Tuesday.

Oh… wait. Links for you:

• Viacom vs Google/Youtube - 1 billion? OUCH!
• The Riches - speaking of another television show we are watching. I’m a sucker for Eddie Izzard.
• Memo to bosses: This is how Geeks want to work - I found this on Digg. I don’t think this just pertains to geeks, I think this work structure could be beneficial to all
• A better character for Batman? - Yes, this makes me happy. Yes, I am a geek. Blow me.