October 26th, 2006

relaxed

A quiet night

Last night, I did nothing.

After I left my office around 7 PM, I went searching hard for the movie Darkman, which I have never seen. You see, I've picked up a comic book called Darkman Vs. The Army of Darkness, and I want to get the background story before I read the comic book.

I assure you, it's killing me that I own a comic I can't read yet.

But, after a night of searching, I came up empty-handed at the rental stores I visited, with one telling me, "Oh, that's an old movie. You might want to try the library."

Then again, I suppose 1990 was 16 years ago.

So, when I finally came home, I ended up sitting with Tina on the couch and watching some brain-candy: Dancing with the Stars, Lost, and The Nine.

Lost still manages to keep my attention when it's on, but The Nine just. . . isn't any good. It's too scattered and disjointed for any sort of plot or feeling to take place. I think it's trying too hard.

But the nice thing about Wednesday evening TV is that none of it takes any thought.

I ended up falling asleep with Tina on the couch. It was a nice change of pace.

Edit: On the bright side (regarding how old Darkman is), one of our students is reading his history book, and said, "That's crazy. The Japanese weren't allowed to become citizens until 1952. That's not that long ago."
surya

Ooh. . . Batman Beyond. . .

My girlfriend just came to my office and presented me with a copy of Batman Beyond Season 2.

I love this show. It's amazing. I encourage everyone to watch it.

I often feel like Terry. I identify strongly with him, mythically speaking.

I got Season One when it came out. I was going to go out on Tuesday and buy Season Two, but when I saw it advertised and mentioned it to Maggie, she told me that I was getting it on Thursday.

"No, I'm not. I'm getting it the day it comes out. Tuesday."

"No," she said, "you're getting it on Thursday."

I was suddenly terribly confused. "Why on Thursday?"

"Because I've already ordered it for you and that's when it's scheduled to arrive."

Awwwwwww. . .
surya

A pocket full of gold coins. . .

Today, I found myself with a pocket full of gold coins.

(This often happens when one leaves the post office.)

A sneaky, mischevious grin tugged at the corners of my mouth and sparkled in my eye as I left, though, because I could think only one thought:

"I am a Chaote, and I have a pocket full of gold coins."

My question to you all, all the people on my flist, is this:

"If you were a Chaote, and you had a pocket full of gold coins, what would you do?"

I'd make it a poll, but something tells me some answers might be longer than 255 characters. . .

(feel free to tell me, too, if this scene seems as . . . dangerous/mischevious/frightening to you as it does to me)