Paranoid Humanoid
Saturday, September 27, 2003
- end of an era -
Roger Clemens pitched in his final regular-season start of his career today (and won). We'll miss you, Rog.
Friday, September 26, 2003
- star search -
Celebrity "sightings" galore this last couple of days.
Last night, I went to the Seattle premiere of The Animation Show, with Mike Judge and Don Hertzfeldt in attendance. Don looks nothing like what I expected. He has sort of that grungy Johnny Depp look going on, complete with a toque and a thick flannel shirt. He didn't seem at all comfortable in the spotlight, but was incredibly articulate and intelligent nonetheless. After the show, Don autographed my Rejected DVD, which made me giggle like a giddy schoolgirl all the way home. Mike Judge, of course, was more at ease, and even complied to a Beavis and Butt-Head voice request. (He chose to do the line "huh huh, did I just score?")
Today, Peter Fonda, along with Verna Bloom, visited Amazon to promote The Hired Hand, which is getting a DVD release after 33 years. They seemed a little too self-congratulatory though -- they just went on and on for over an hour about what an amazing piece of cinematic achievement the movie was. Like, whatever. I guess I'll have to watch the free DVD to find out for myself. He seemed a bit grumpy when giving me an autograph, but then I told him how much I enjoyed Ulee's Gold and that really seemed to brighten him up. Heh.
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
- stay human -
Just attended a Fishbowl for Michael Franti & Spearhead. Half way through the set, he was singing a song that had a line "television is the drug of the nation" and it was only then I realized, "hey, this is the guy from The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy!" No wonder he looked so familiar. I really should do more research before going to these shows... After the show, he complemented me on my James Brown t-shirt and gave me a hug. Man, I feel *so* special.
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
- phat farm -
Dr. Phil is doing a show on "ultimate weight loss"? Shouldn't he lose his own fat ass first?
Friday, September 12, 2003
- say my name -
From Igby Goes Down:
Sookie: What kind of name is 'Igby'?
Igby: The kind of name that someone named 'Sookie' is in no position to question.
I've been reading Candace Bushnell's new book, Trading Up. She's my Bret Easton Ellis substitute -- their books are generally poorly written, but they have a knack for making stories about shallow and superficial people somehow entertaining in a guilty-pleasure kind of way. One thing she really sucks at though, is coming up with the names of her characters. I mean, how am I supposed to take a book seriously when it features names like "Comstock Dibble" and "Roditzy Deardrum"?
Tuesday, September 9, 2003
- dear diary -
Is it just me, or are people taking blogging *way* too seriously these days? What happened to the good ol' days of just jotting down random thoughts and stuff? Now it's all about personalized domain names and Google PageRank. I've even read about people picking their kid's name based on what domain names are still available. How fucked up is that?
I've seen blogs with dynamic, scheduled content; feedback section has become all but pre-requisite; your blog is considered "so 1999" if it doesn't feature a RSS feed and/or moblog/mopho. It's almost as though blogging is turning into some sort of a twisted techie pissing contest. Ugh.
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