Internet rules. Especially when it is in my house. Yes, we have moved from the loft in my in-laws' house to our very own home. It is coming together nicely. I think we have a lot done for only being here a little over two weeks. I shall take pictures and post them when I find my camera. I got new batteries for it just for that reason.
Willy and Englebert are here now. They like the house. I will have to take pictures of them in their new environment for all to see.
Joel already mentioned it, but I will as well. Dish network and DVR rule!!!!
We will have three computers in this house with internet access. Joel's computer (in the game room), my computer (in the library) and the laptop. Wireless, baby. Wireless.
Thanks to Robby for the extra computer. By the way, Bob, you still have stuff on here. You want it? I will save it anyway to publish on the web when you are famous.
We have so many damn game consoles. Controler cords are vomiting from each shelf and cabnet in BOTH entertainment centers. There has to be some way to keep all those cords at bay, and I will find it and sell it for $49.95 and make a fortune when you can easily do it for free with household objects.
I hate Martha.
Moving on...
I watched Motorcycle Diaries. If you haven't seen it, please do.
I have been out of the movie mood lately. I don't know why. Perhaps there are no movies coming out that I want to see (except Sin City this weekend). I know that during the day I am busy doing other stuff to watch anything. Hell, it took me 2 days to watch all of Motorcylce Diaries. I have started treating movies like books and books like movies. I will start and stop a movie a lot and watch it over the course of a few days. I will read a book until my eyes can't take it anymore and finish within a couple of days.
Speaking of which, I read this book called How I Became Stupid by Martin Page. I think it was this guy's first novel. it felt like it when I read it. Not that its a bad thing. The book is very short, 160 pages, i think. I started reading it and the characters automatically pulled me into their situations. The plot was intriguing and moved quite quickly, until the end. The end didn't make sense to me. It kind of takes a different turn that what you would expect it to. The situation was just resolved by an intervention and then life went on as oddly as normal. I think Martin could have explained why the character did what he did a little more. Spruce it up a bit. The resolution needed to be more of a resolution. The whole time I was reading the book I was thinking "I wonder what is going to happen in the end." And then the end shows up and it was a "that's it?" feeling.
Fluke by Christopher Moore is still the strangest fucking book I have ever read. I would like to discuss it with people so you should go and read it and talk to me about it. I want to know what you think.
Out.