Wow. What a weekend. Did you miss me? For those of you who don’t know, I drove six hours this weekend to meet up with my girlfriend in the middle of Wisconsin. Not exactly the ideal meeting place, but it gets the job done. When you’re 700 miles from your girlfriend, you’ll take whatever you can get–even if it is a weekend in Cheese Country. For those who were wondering, it was a great weekend. Of course when you’re seeing your girlfriend, it doesn’t take much. We could have spent the whole weekend sitting on the floor starring at each other and it would have been a great weekend.
Here’s a few comments for your intellectual stimulation, seeing as you’ve been deprived for a few days:
Why is there a statue of Leif Erickson in Milwaukee? It’s not like he discovered the city. He didn’t do anything for the city. He didn’t do much period. Yeah he discovered a continent, then turned around and forgot about it. I think they just had money to build a statue and randomly picked a character out of history. You’d think they would pick something related to the city, like Laverne & Shirley.
If you think things are bad, they could always be worse. I stayed at a Bible College this weekend (long story) and I’ve never seen dorm rooms that were so cramped. Six guys live in a room the size of the one Neals and I share. Those Bible College people are serious. The only living space they get is enough to sleep and study. Which I guess is all you really need to do in college. But then where would you put the phat chair?
I watched a very unrealistic movie Saturday night: “Volcano” (with Tommy Lee Jones). Basic premise is a volcano (big surprise there) erupts in Los Angeles. Despite the unrealistic aspects (TV reporter unable to identify strange fiery substance [lava], GMC Suburban is consumed by lava and smoldering, yet Tommy Lee Jones standing not ten feet away isn’t turning into a crispy critter, and lava flowing across a kitchen floor–let me tell you, that’s some quality tile) I did learn a few things. First of all, TV violence has corrupted us. In one scene a fire truck is flipped over and one of the firemen gets launched off the truck. Not exactly a comfortable ride. The people I was watching it with found the need to rewind it and watch it again. And they laughed. I’m not sure if it was the special effects or the violence they were laughing at, but I didn’t find it too encouraging. Secondly, I realized just how out of our control nature is. Sure, in the end of the movie they stopped the lava and saved the city (whoops, did I just give away the ending?), but that really wouldn’t have happened. In reality the volcano just would have exploded and buried all of LA and there would be nothing Tommy Lee Jones could do about it. Seems odd that the past few years have seen a resurgence of disaster films where somehow people are able to overcome nature. Sorry, but it just doesn’t work that way. We’re not all that.
Finally, what’d you think of the Superbowl? Who cares, is pretty much my consensus. I missed most of the commercials, so nothing to talk about there. The game itself just isn’t worth talking about. The half time show, was well a half time show. Impressive appearance of the Big Bad Voodoo Daddies though, but I wonder how many people think they’re selling out (as if I would know, I’m just curious). I do have some advice for you though. Never, ever, ever listen to the Superbowl on the radio. Not only is the announcing bad (they actually said, “watch this”) but radio Superbowl commercials just don’t compare to TV Superbowl commercials. Chances you’ll run out of gas are 1 out of 2, but chances Rogaine will work for you are 4 out of 5! They can make a chemical to stop hair loss in 4 out of 5 people, but they can’t make a chemical to keep 1 out of 2 morons from running out of gas!? Chances are pretty darn good that I’ll stick to the CD player next time.
That’s all for today. I’m going to bed. My bed. Ahhh…