Month: December 2009

  • 2009 Review, in Haiku!

    The King of Pop dead
    Long live the pop music king!
    Wait, who will that be?

    H1N1 bug
    Overprotective nutters
    Toughen up, wussies

    Hefty stimulus
    Republicans are riled up…
    Politicians suck!

    Ahmadinejad
    A perfect five syllables?
    Gosh, I sure hope so.

    That Bernie Madoff
    Made off with a lot of cash.
    Yes, old pun is old

    Another haiku-
    "Yo, I'm a let you finish-"
    A new meme is born

    Pilot and river
    Not the best landing, but hey
    No runway missing

    Fort Hood was attacked
    American Moslems say:
    "Thanks a lot, asshole."

    A new president
    Winner of a Nobel Prize
    Um, wait, what the hell?

    Suzumiya Two
    Disappointing anime
    Damn the Endless Eight

    I graduated!
    There is always a bright side
    Even in this crap

    Have a happy new year, everyone! Remember, if you play a musical instrument, try to play the Song of Time near midnight. Maybe with our powers combined, we can try and redo this entire crummy year.

  • Avatar, a review

    On Christmas Eve, I had the privilege to see Avatar, the latest film produced by the creator of Dark Angel, with family. It wasn't too shabby. It had its oddities that left me scratching my head, but overall I enjoyed the overly long epic that made my legs feel like Jell-O after getting up from the theatre chair. As I was leaving the theatre and trying to think up a decent review for my ungrateful audience of readers, I decided that the film was a bizarre chimera of Dune and the Myst series.

    For the former, it was a tale about one guy dropped unceremoniously into an alien culture and forced to learn their ways to survive. Later, he becomes the focal point of religious fervor and leads a native rebellion against forces trying to strip mine the planet's unique resource. The lead character even had a hot-for-teacher fancy for the scantily clad chieftain's daughter. Granted, the plot was much simplified from Dune's epic of political intrigue and human psychology, but considering they condensed it into an ass-numbing three hour movie, I can forgive them.

    Regarding the latter, I could tell that the creators tried hard to make a living, breathing world and basically said, "look at this world we created. Isn't it neat?" If they could've, they would have allowed you to explore the world and see everything it had to offer. In a way, they just wanted to show off. This was especially noticeable to me since I saw the 3D version of the movie. Mind, I'm not complaining. If they can pull it off well, which this movie did, I do not mind watching an extended, flashier product demonstration.

    One particularly nice tidbit I enjoyed was its treatment of religion. On the outside, it is obviously a moral, slap-on-the-wrist tale about fighting greed and military brute force, but on the inside is a much more interesting struggle between science and local mythology. You see, in creating this world, the designers had developed this deep mythology involving nature akin to The Force. Throughout the movie, however, you are fed more and more scientific data about the world that rationally explains everything that "spiritually" happens in the end. Even all of the seemingly fantastical events that happen can be explained: animal territorialism, defence of breeding sites, and even electrochemical networks. It was very impressive.

    Other assorted thoughts:

    • It is rather convenient that all of the important characters spoke English.
    • Why did they have to name the natives Navi? Throughout the movie, I thought of "Hey!" "Listen!" "Watch out!"
    • What's the scouter say about the natives' power level? It's over NINE-THOUSAND!!! (sorry)
    • Could they think of a more evil villain? After seeing the lead bad guy in action, I can't help but look at Norman Bates in a slightly more positive light.

    This movie is definitely a movie to go and see at the movies, if that made any sense. It is a big adventure meant to dazzle you for several hours with bright flashy lights and simple story. I give it a 8.94526 / 10.23 Hurry and see it in theatres while you have the chance.

  • Christmas Vacation

    Dear teacher,
    This week I was on holiday with my family.
    It was lots of fun.
    We went to a ski resort.
    I do not ski.
    I went swimming, saw Avatar, and had fun with family.
    Santa visited on Christmas.
    He got me a book, New Super Mario Bros. Wii, and some clothes.
    I don't like clothes.
    The game is fun.
    The book is cool.
    Leaving home was hard.
    It snowed a lot the Saturday before.
    I could not move my car until Monday.
    It still got stuck.
    I had to get out to push it until it was finally free.
    I had to drive a long, long, long way to get to the ski resort.
    There were no good radio stations, so I listened to Nightwish CDs.
    I just got back yesterday.
    I have to dig through all of my e-mails now.
    I hope you had a great holiday.

    Happy Holiday!

  • War on Christmas

    Scene: Open to a small, dimly-lit room. Arnold Sanders, a high-ranking member of the Christmas Resistance, is tied to a chair while General Jimbo of the Secular Army is pacing nearby

    Jimbo: So, I presume you know who I am.
    Sanders: Scum of Satan.
    Jimbo: Aww, you remembered. That saves us the introductions. I just have to ask. Why must you continue to resist – in vain, I might add – our efforts to convert all references of Christmas to "holiday" and "winter".
    Sanders: America has always celebrated Christmas. We will not let you and your fellows invade and destroy our heritage. We will resist until your desecration reverse.
    Jimbo: Huh! Heard it all before. Well, enough idle chatter; tell me where your other resistance leaders are.
    Sanders: I will never speak.
    Jimbo: Do you really want to be made a martyr?
    Sanders: Ha! You wouldn't kill me. I'm too important to you.
    Jimbo: (sigh) I didn't want to do this. Allow me to... show you... our next propaganda piece. (remove book from side pouch).
    Sanders: (reading book cover) Charles Dicken's... A Holiday Carol?!
    Jimbo: Yes, I'm rather proud of it.
    Sanders: You're a monster.
    Jimbo: AM I THE MONSTER!? You are the monster here. We are simply trying to advance this country out of the dark ages. It's... (chuckles) kinda funny, really. As of this moment, we are ready to release this improved literature into the world, and you are the only resistance member to know about it. Oh, we are quite sure of that. If you could be released from that chair right now, you might still have time to get to your group and warn them of this crisis. Gee, I wonder what would be the fastest way to get untied? How about... you tell me where the other leaders are located!?
    Sanders: Hmph, you're bluffing. I know you and your lot love literature more than that.
    Jimbo: Can you be sure of that? How about I read a little excerpt. The ending is very famous, isn't it? "It was always said of him, that he knew how to keep the season well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, happy holidays, everyone!"
    Sanders: No, not "happy holidays" again! No mention of God? You are a sick and twisted animal (struggle against ropes)
    Jimbo: I can assure you, I am not. How about I just begin reading? I daresay that by the time I finish, it will be time for bookstores to open, and everyone can buy copies of this fine piece of literature. I hear some stores are even going to start handing out copies for free. It should be wonderful. Anyway, let us begin... (open book)
    Sanders: No!
    Jimbo: "Marley was dead; to begin with -"
    Sanders: Stop, hold back the reading. I'll talk, but you have to release me!
    Jimbo: Well, that all depends (slams book shut) on the information you present. Speak, friend...

    Happy FSMas!

    Note from Jimbo: I will be away from my computer during the week of Christmas. Please adjust your lives accordingly.

  • Harry Potter 3, a review

    Recently, a so-called friend of mine and I had a Facebook conversation wherein I said that all of the Harry Potter movies I've seen are snooze-fests, and her rebuttal was that the third movie was the best and I should go see it. Since I knew the local Ye Olde Video Rental Shoppe had a Blu-ray copy of the film, I decided to rent it. Having now seen it, I can safely agree that it is the best of the Harry Potter films I have seen so far. Granted, that's not saying much. It was mediocre at best, and at worst… well, still mediocre.

    The third book is my favorite of the series, so I went into the movie with serious reservations. Oh sure, it was largely faithful to the book and tried to cover all of the major elements in the story, but I always feel like it is going at fast-forward. Nein! Nein! Nein, nein, nein! I must remember. I was told to separate the movie from the book and judge it by its own merit. Phew, this is going to be tough; here we go. The story felt rushed, the CG graphics were unrealistic and distracted me more than anything, the wizarding world appears to be filled with @#$holes, and Rupert Grint remains an affront to one's sense of vision.

    The twist that occurs about two-thirds of the way into the movie was strange. Harry was just a little too trusting. Standing before him was a man accused and convicted of murder, and he trusted him before any evidence was even presented. I'm willing to bet that if Harry made it into Ravenclaw, he would not have bought that rubbish at face value.

    Of course, I did say this was the best of the movies, so there were some things I liked. I loved Lupin's character. He was always so calm and knowledgeable. Plus, he looked a lot like our glorious Führer, though a little taller and with a wider moustache. The Knight Bus (pronounced: Kin-nig-itt) scene was quite entertaining, though I can't help but wonder why they don't bolt down those beds, or something.

    I was a little disappointed with Emma Watson's sudden display of female aggression against the film's Aryan exemplar. She is supposed to be the intellectual character, and here she is resorting to lowbrow violence. Is this the message we are supposed to present to our children; intellectuals should be the violent ones? No, they should be the ones producing our tools for acquiring lebensraum and purging our lands of unclean ones.

    All in all, this movie passed the time. I was glad when its sudden "oh, by the way ending" arrived, but I did not hate everything that was presented before me. I give it a passable 7.46129 / 10.23. Heil Hitler!

    Scarface

  • I'm Edu-ma-kated

    I'M DONE WITH COLLEGE!

    As of about 8 o'clock last night, I finished my last final exam to complete my baccalaureate of science degree in information technology from George Mason University. Now all I have to do is wait for the graduation paperwork to go through and have them send me my diploma. I pray to the Flying Spaghetti Monster that they don't screw this up like they did so many other things before.

    Me looking pensive

  • To Do List

    Things to finish up before I can finally return to Xanga for regular posting:

    • Senior design project
    • Business ethics research paper
    • PHP final project
    • Data structures final project
    • User design research project
    • Data structures final exam
    • User-centered design final exam
    • PHP programming final exam
    • Business management final exam

    I am so close to being done with college that it's scary (currently in no hurry to get my master's).

    Philosophers

  • Obama Runs as a Republican

    Cthulu for President!by Jimbo
    Jimbo News Network
    Senior Precognizant Correspondent

    In preparation for this year's election, President Barack Obama has today announced that he will be changing to the Republican Party. He decided this after reviewing his views and positions and decided it was for the best. Wait, I just read tomorrow's error reporting. It seems I have my tenses mixed up again. My apologies. Let me restart this article.

    In the year 2012, in his efforts during the reelection campaign, President Barack Obama will decide to change parties from Democrat to Republican. He did this will do this after a significant review of his positions and views. When he will be pressed, he will respond with his views on gay marriage, his decision to escalate a war, his love of Jesus, frequently looking to the past, and affinity for cowboy hats. President Obama will be quoted as saying, "it was a personal decision."

    Prominent Republicans will seem hesitant, but see positive opportunities. GOP Head Rush Limbaugh will issue a statement saying that, "it is a pretty good option. He has significant muscle to get the centrists to vote for him, and will even get some of those from the Left who did not hear about his switch. Obviously, our party members will vote for anybody who has an 'R' next to their name." The soon to be demoted on ethics charges GOP representative Michael Steele will state, "we shall have a Republican in the White House once more."

    The soon to be apostate and Liberal representative Kirk Cameron will be quoted regarding this flip-flop with, "fuck." Democrats throughout will be shocked at the betrayal, but eventually realize it's for the best. This event will leave a vacuum of power within the Democratic Party, however. Liberals will worry that if they pick a candidate too close to the center, they will lose favor with their base, and lose the election. They will try and choose just the right kind of liberal. They will try hard for Jon Stewart, but he will claim the pay isn't nearly high enough. They eventually decide to run Sarah Palin, who will do just about anything for attention.

    It should be noted that, for some reason, my prescience cannot see beyond the end of December of that year, so who will win is beyond me.

  • Amoral Relations 3

    The premiere dating site for the hopelessly incompetent.

    JillUsername: PamelaT1234
    Real Name: Jill
    Looking for: Man
    Occupation: Revolutionary War historical recreationist
    Hobbies: Ballroom dancing, amateur oligochaetology, animal care
    About:
    I'm an old fashioned kind of romance seeker who is looking for a man who is handy around the house, particularly when it comes to plumbing. If you want me to be your main squeeze, you better have a good grip on life. I consider sitting together reading the same book or watching the same movie offering soft caresses to be the most romantic thing ever. Good skin is important. So long as you treat me right, be careful with yourself, and give me lots of attention, I can be one of the best relationships you have ever had.

  • Ninth Circle of Hell

    Scene: Ted is a traitor, and was thus sent to the ninth circle of Hell after his death wherein he was trapped up to his neck in ice. What follows are some transcripts from Ted at certain points in his eternal imprisonment.

    30 Days After Death:
    Huh~ Well, another day here. At least my body seems to have gotten used to this cold and not being able to move. I wish Satan would stop flapping his wings, though. That breeze certainly isn't comfortable. I don't know what he's even trying to accomplish. Well, at least he can move around. This is fucking boring. Would it really be such a crime to have left me a magazine or something? I don't care if it's a back issue of Good Housekeeping. I just want something. Sheesh!

    Two Years After Death:
    Hey, it's one of those giants again! Hey! This boring! 'Oy, I think I hear a foghorn! Booooooooriiiiiiing~ Don't you walk away! Listen to me! Ugh, this sucks.

    Thirty Years After Death:
    We're running with the shadows of the night~
    So, baby, take my hand, you'll be all right~
    Surrender all your dreams to me tonight~
    They'll come true in the end~

    150 Years After Death
    Fifty-five-thousand thirty-two bottles of beer on the wall!
    Fifty-five-thousand thirty-two bottles of beer~!
    Take one down, pass it around
    Fifty-five-thousand thirty… thirty… uh… AWESOME! I lost count again. Now to start over from the beginning again. Here I go!
    Ohhhhhhhhhh~
    Ninety-nine-thousand nine-hundred ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall!

    400 Years After Death
    Ah can' bawee Ah thoh wihwih th eyes wa a gooa ieea…
    [I can't believe I thought licking the ice was a good idea…]

    Albatross