I realized I haven't posted anything in a while, but I can't think of anything worthwhile to post. So I'll just write some more haiku's. Enjoy!
I pity the fool
Who doesn't watch The A-Team
Insert theme music
Where are the nuggets?
Or is it popcorn chicken?
What's the difference?
Space Mountain is fun
Watch out for that last left turn
Time for a picture
Luke is a Jedi
Like his father before him
Solo is better
Talking DNA
That's how you make dinosaurs
Watch out for raptors
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
What's the all the fuss with 3D?!
I was watching TV the other day and I got very excited when a commercial came on announcing the re-release of The Lion King. Then came the dreaded phrase, "In 3D". Why must everything new be better in 3D? And why must everything old be reimagined in 3D? I don't understand the fuss. Granted, some movies I have seen have been a lot of fun in 3D, Tron: Legacy, at the top of the list. But The Lion King?! What about the story of a lion cub's self discovery screams 3D?! I'll tell you what it is; money and a lack of creativity. I'm becoming more and more convinced that there are no more original ideas in Hollywood anymore. Plus, movie studios know people will flock to the theater to see a beloved classic that has supposedly been improved by the enhancement of 3D. Well, I'm not buying it!
Have people failed to realize that we live in a 3D world?! I walk around all day long and I see things in 3D. And I don't need special glasses to do it! Who wants to sit at home watching TV with big glasses on to watch things pop out of the screen? I already have to wear eyeglasses just to see things more clearly. And if I want to see things pop out at me, I'll just walk outside. Heck, a car came out of nowhere and almost ran me over today. That most certainly was "in 3D" and it was scarier than any 3D movie I've ever seen. 3D used to be cool when it was rare, and starring Michael Jackson. Yes, I'm referring to Captain EO. But now I'm suffering from 3D overkill. And we're getting dangerously close to seeing Gone With the Wind 3D. That's a place I never want to see. So don't believe the hype, people. Remember, for every Tron 3D, there are five Final Destination sequels in 3D.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Ten Years Later
Ten years ago today our country and the world were shook by a terrible tragedy. As I look back on that day, I think it is important to reflect, remember, and process what has happened over the past ten years.
I remember that day as if it were yesterday, as I'm sure most people do. The day started off as a typical Tuesday. I was a student at the University of Arizona and I had four classes that day. My normal routine was to get to campus early and go to a study room on the 3rd floor of the Student Union. While getting some reading done before class, a friend of mine walked in and told me a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. My first thought was that it was a small commuter plane, and since my friend didn't have many more details, I shrugged off the incident and continued reading. About 20 minutes later a TV was wheeled in and I got my first glimpse of what was really going on. I couldn't believe it. To this day I can't describe the emotions I felt. It was a combination of shock, horror, fear, and grief. To add to my emotional distress, I knew my parents were scheduled to fly home from Philadelphia to Los Angeles that day. I couldn't get through to them.
I tried to make my day as normal as possible and continued to my classes. My first class was American Literature, but there was no discussion about The Scarlet Letter that day. Those who showed up tried to digest and process what was happening in our world. It felt healthy to talk about it and share our emotions. My next two classes were cancelled, and finally, around lunch time, I was able to get through to my family back east. Everyone was OK. I went to my last class of the day and again shared with my classmates. It's hard to explain the bond that was created that day, but everyone shared a common experience, as tragic as it may have been, that helped connect us in a profound way. I learned more about the people in my classes that day than I ever had in any other class I took.
My roommate, Blake, and I also shared in our grief. We didn't quite know what to do with ourselves that day. We couldn't concentrate on school work. There were no sports to take our mind off things. We put ESPN on in an attempt to watch the coverage of the tragedy through a different lens. And we started working on a jigsaw puzzle. The puzzle was of two bears in a forest. I still have it, and as a personal tribute, I will put it together again.
Ten years later, I am still in shock over what happened. I still don't know what it means in the context of the greater world. But what I do know is that it forever changed our world. I don't have any words of wisdom to end this post with. I don't have any profound advice to give. All I have are memories and reflections, much like everybody else. I remember those who lost their lives, I remember those who shared that day with me, and I try to live my life serving others, because you never know what kind of impact you may have on the world.
Never Forget 9/11/01
I remember that day as if it were yesterday, as I'm sure most people do. The day started off as a typical Tuesday. I was a student at the University of Arizona and I had four classes that day. My normal routine was to get to campus early and go to a study room on the 3rd floor of the Student Union. While getting some reading done before class, a friend of mine walked in and told me a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. My first thought was that it was a small commuter plane, and since my friend didn't have many more details, I shrugged off the incident and continued reading. About 20 minutes later a TV was wheeled in and I got my first glimpse of what was really going on. I couldn't believe it. To this day I can't describe the emotions I felt. It was a combination of shock, horror, fear, and grief. To add to my emotional distress, I knew my parents were scheduled to fly home from Philadelphia to Los Angeles that day. I couldn't get through to them.
I tried to make my day as normal as possible and continued to my classes. My first class was American Literature, but there was no discussion about The Scarlet Letter that day. Those who showed up tried to digest and process what was happening in our world. It felt healthy to talk about it and share our emotions. My next two classes were cancelled, and finally, around lunch time, I was able to get through to my family back east. Everyone was OK. I went to my last class of the day and again shared with my classmates. It's hard to explain the bond that was created that day, but everyone shared a common experience, as tragic as it may have been, that helped connect us in a profound way. I learned more about the people in my classes that day than I ever had in any other class I took.
My roommate, Blake, and I also shared in our grief. We didn't quite know what to do with ourselves that day. We couldn't concentrate on school work. There were no sports to take our mind off things. We put ESPN on in an attempt to watch the coverage of the tragedy through a different lens. And we started working on a jigsaw puzzle. The puzzle was of two bears in a forest. I still have it, and as a personal tribute, I will put it together again.
Ten years later, I am still in shock over what happened. I still don't know what it means in the context of the greater world. But what I do know is that it forever changed our world. I don't have any words of wisdom to end this post with. I don't have any profound advice to give. All I have are memories and reflections, much like everybody else. I remember those who lost their lives, I remember those who shared that day with me, and I try to live my life serving others, because you never know what kind of impact you may have on the world.
Never Forget 9/11/01
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Fantasy Sports
I was watching Mike and Mike in the Morning the other day and Greeny brought up a topic about fantasy sports that I couldn't agree more with. He was breaking down his fantasy football draft and with a chance to draft Tom Brady in the second round, he passed. When asked to explain why, he stated that his allegiance to the Jets prevented him from drafting Brady. How could he put someone on his fantasy team who he roots against every week. And frankly, I applaud him for that decision. I want to root for guys on my fantasy team to play well, and there are certain teams that I will never root for, so I will never be able to have players from those teams on my fantasy rosters. As I drafted my fantasy football team this weekend, I had the chance to draft Miles Austin. He put up some pretty good fantasy numbers in the past, but I couldn't do it. I cannot justify putting any Cowboys, Giants, or Redskins on my team. I constantly want those teams to fail so I can't root for certain players on those teams to do well just to help my fantasy team. It goes against every belief in my body. Am I sabotaging my fantasy teams with this strategy? Perhaps, but I'd rather have my fantasy teams losing and my actual teams winning than the other way around. My fantasy baseball teams are horrible this year. Is it because I refused to draft any Braves, Marlins, and Mets? Doubtful, but it certainly didn't help. But the Phillies have the best record in baseball and that matters a heck of a lot more than fantasy domination. So, thank you, Greeny, for coming out and publicly saying what I've been preaching for years.
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