"Someone who deserves special attention awaits your magical voice."
What the hell does that mean? That's what my fortune cookie told me tonight. Not exactly "You will be going on a long trip," but it's got my noodle running around this eve. So let me recap and maybe you can determine what my boggle is:
Step 1: Went to Des Moines this weekend.
Not only did I attend the 4th Annual I-Con Comicon at the Iowa State Fairgrounds, but I ate breakfast at a placee called the Four Seasons Diner, walked around the Costco with my fly open while carrying booze, ,hung out with some buds and met someone that was pretty awesome. A full weekend and now back to the gulag of my work-a-day week.
Step 2: Saw 'Batman Begins'.
Went to this very late Sunday night. Very tired the next day, but the newest imagining of the Caped Crusader actually had me doing something that I haven't done in a moon or two: wanting to see another one. If they can pull it off, this could be another great entry into Series of Films We Watch A Billion Times and Never Get Tired of. The first entry was a blast, very scary and adult. Great cast and some actual genuine surprises. Even better than the '89 Batman. Suck it Burton!
Step 3: Now what?
The close of the weekend was like seeing the end of a movie that you are really, really into and don't want to end. You know that as soon as it's over you'll have to leave the theater, change the channel or eject the disc. It puts us right back into the arid wastes of the Normal World. Like a sandstorm in a virtual Los Angeles, it's hard to navigate and tolerate.
Oh well, just gotta get to that next oasis in this damn dirty desert and find out what the hell that fortune cookie meant...
Step 1: Went to Des Moines this weekend.
Not only did I attend the 4th Annual I-Con Comicon at the Iowa State Fairgrounds, but I ate breakfast at a placee called the Four Seasons Diner, walked around the Costco with my fly open while carrying booze, ,hung out with some buds and met someone that was pretty awesome. A full weekend and now back to the gulag of my work-a-day week.
Step 2: Saw 'Batman Begins'.
Went to this very late Sunday night. Very tired the next day, but the newest imagining of the Caped Crusader actually had me doing something that I haven't done in a moon or two: wanting to see another one. If they can pull it off, this could be another great entry into Series of Films We Watch A Billion Times and Never Get Tired of. The first entry was a blast, very scary and adult. Great cast and some actual genuine surprises. Even better than the '89 Batman. Suck it Burton!
Step 3: Now what?
The close of the weekend was like seeing the end of a movie that you are really, really into and don't want to end. You know that as soon as it's over you'll have to leave the theater, change the channel or eject the disc. It puts us right back into the arid wastes of the Normal World. Like a sandstorm in a virtual Los Angeles, it's hard to navigate and tolerate.
Oh well, just gotta get to that next oasis in this damn dirty desert and find out what the hell that fortune cookie meant...
posted by Coach Carter at 7:04 PM
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