I got double-cooked pork from the Chinese place across the street today because I had checks to deposit. I’m not sure how double-cooked pork is prepared, precisely, but I like the idea of it because it leads me to believe that the cooks spend twice as much time on my meal because it has to be cooked, and then cooked again. What a deal!
I watched the Woody Allen film Vicky Christina Barcelona last night and looked on IMDB to see who the narrator in the film was. It’s Christopher Evan Welch, who I had never heard of. But, Mr. Welch was the voice behind Tails in the 1993 TV show “The Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog” so that’s something.
I think I’ve gotten over Scarlett Johansson. I’m not sure what happened, but I used to think she was really hot and now she just doesn’t really do it for me. I still think she’s a good actress.
A great way to waste time is to find a movie that you don’t feel too passionately about and read some message board posts about it on IMDB. For example, take jjjj’s initial assertion that Voiceover narration = lazy filmmaking and follow it down the sordid path of 77 replies. (The thread is still active, so it may be more than 77 now.)
You should pick a movie that you don’t feel too passionately about though, because you don’t want to be the person who actually posts to IMDB message boards. Do you?
While going to IMDB, I’m reminded of the little things that make Google Chrome a really slick browser. I like being able to type “imdb<tab>” and be rewarded with the ability to search IMDB directly from my location bar.
The statuette I have on my desk of a young me is about the same height as two soda cans stacked on top of each other. A little taller, maybe.
Neither is as tall as my Outstanding Student Award for Excellence in Mathematics from the Mathematics Council of Western Pennsylvania. I wonder what life would be like if I was on the Mathematics Council of Western Pennsylvania.
I certainly wouldn’t be going to a meeting now where I talked about how to create the best experience for new players when they first fire up Sims 3. I’d probably be solving differential equations or joking about Fermat’s last theorem. More than I do. Just, you know, in my free time.
I didn’t love Moulin Rouge! right away. I remember seeing it in college in our campus auditorium with several people a few years older than me (Matt Heap, Clare, and Darren maybe?) and feeling like it was a pretty solid movie. Then, I watched it again. And a few more times, with the commentary. I don’t know if it’s the perfect sad love story, the musical numbers, or the frenetic acting through most of the first half of the film, but this is a movie I’ll never turn down. It makes my lips quiver and my eyes water every time. In a very different way, Juno makes me laugh and cry and want to have a baby with Michael Cera. I mean, my wife.
Album: Ben Folds, Rockin’ the Suburbs 
TV Show (active): Lost 
Two years ago, I had never heard of a Canadian show called Slings and Arrows. Now, it’s probably my favorite show ever. Clocking in at only 18 hours of television across three 6-episode seasons, it’s something that can be watched in its entirety in a single weekend. At times funny and touching, all three seasons are constructed masterfully without a wasted minute on screen. There’s nothing to do when the final half hour of the series plays other than weep.