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| Wednesday, September 29, 2004 04:18 PM |
| Mwa ha ha! |
 by Fëanor |
I have fixed the archive page, in a matter of moments! Fear my power!
Ahem.
So yeah. Movie night didn't go as well as I'd hoped, because Azumi wasn't as good as I remembered. It was really slow, and long, and there were a few dumb scenes in there that I swear weren't in the version Sarcasmo and I saw at the festival. Which is quite possible, as foreign films often end up getting shown in different, edited versions when they're screened in the states. And this DVD is kind of an import, direct from the source, you might say. Kind of.
Or, as Sarcasmo pointed out, it could just be that neither of us remember the movie very well, since we saw it late at night, and I had seen many, many other movies just before, and saw many, many more just after.
Anyway, the point is, Captain Kronos is way shorter and stupider, and probably would have been a lot more fun.
I forgot to mention, when I was talking about the ridiculous storm we experienced on Tuesday, that once again a book that I borrowed from someone was ruined by the rain. I'm running along, trying to get out of the wet as soon as possible, in the hopes of keeping the things in my bag as dry as possible, when somehow my bag comes open, and what should hop out but the one thing in my bag that is not mine and that I just borrowed from my brother--his copy of The Gunslinger. Sorry, bloginator. I will get you a new copy. The same thing happened to me when I borrowed Peccable's copy of Cryptonomicon. I end up buying more books that way.
So, the moral of the story is, if you want a new copy of a book, lend it to me, and I'll end up having to buy one for you. The good part is, I end up getting to keep the messed up copy, which has a lot of character.
So, what else? Tomorrow (or rather, today I guess, now), my friends and I tend to ignore both presidential candidates and play "Betrayal at House on the Hill" instead. Woo. Hoo.
Which is not to say I wouldn't like to see the Bush Entity get its butt handed to it. But you know how I feel about live events. I mean, what if a nipple comes out? I'd be so mortified. |
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