A little bit of Nowhere

Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

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Sunday, April 30, 2006
 
Afternoon Diseases
(or, "Why does this always happen to me on Saturdays?")


It's Sunday, and I'm still alive! Yay!

This is cause for celebration mainly because there were moments yesterday where I didn't think I'd survive. It's always an unpleasant thing when in the middle of a work shift, you have to dive to the bathroom in the back and wretch your guts out. Even worse when there's nothing in your stomach to purge and all you can do is marvel at how the acid reflux burns...it burns! And just to add to the wonderful dilemma of getting either an acute case of either food poisoning or a sudden case of "I'm not sure what, but I think I'll just pass out where I stand right now, thanks", it certainly doesn't help when you're working the last 2 hours of said shift solo.

Fortunately, in the last two hours, not a lot of people demanded I run around the store and perform arduous work. Energy was salvaged, trips to the porcelain god (oh you whimsical white deity, you!) were thankfully avoided, and at the end of the day I was able to finally see the Silent Hill movie.

Why didn't I just go home and rest, and see the movie another day? Because prior arrangments had been made to see it, and I'd already delayed seeing it twice now, and no bloody viral infection is going to keep me from my geek-filled joygasms, dammit! And speaking of, there were many joygasms. Sure, the script had its moments of cheese (and in some cases, the amount of cheese reminded me of that commercial where those huge-assed blocks of cheese escape from a truck and go rampaging down a hill), but the story was still at its heart fucked in the head, and Christopher Gans achieved what I believe is the best game-to-movie transfer possible thus far.

But for those of you who have not yet seen the movie and are still considering it, let me offer up some tips:

1) air raid siren going off = bad
2) Pyramid Head showing up = really, really bad
3) barbed wire showing up = seriously, absolutely and without a doubt disturbingly bad


So there you have it. And in a momentary change of themes for the day, I present Today's Quote, courtesy of writer Neil Gaiman on his blog: "And a note to any future would-be me-impersonators: Please work on your spelling."