A Message of Hope, In a Time of Darkness...

The fact that I can say things like, "Our President is an idiot, and should learn how to pronounce nukyaler," without being sent off to a prison camp, or fined, or killed, fills me with flood of hope for our great nation. For all the complaining we do about the infringement of our freedoms, we're really doing pretty well, if you think about it. Somewhere, someone is still doing the job that we need them to do. So, thanks.

Let's Get One Thing Straight, Here...

I'm not a cool person. I'm not a popular person. I'm not unattractive or unintelligent, I just refuse to care too much about what other people think. I have my own coolness, as it were. I think that may be one of the reasons that I can be completely objective when I say things like, "Spinners (Those ridiculous things on your wheels that go the other way? All chromey looking?) are one of the stupidest things ever."

Sincerely yours, Coco...

How does monthly work for all of you? Silence indicates consent, you know. It really is pretty tough to be diligent about something like this with everything else I've got going on. My posting tends to be random at best. Thus, my plan to at some point have a trained monkey take over the blog for me. I imagine posting will begin to be much more frequent, and I'm betting that no one will ever know.

On the DL...

So I don't want to offend anyone, but I've got this on my mind. It has come to my attention that some people are not as they seem. Some people, apparently, will take on the traits of the current new cutting edge cool thing that all the cool people are doing. Clearly this is completely subjective, as everyone has a different idea of coolness, but I think what it means is that there are some vegans out there who, really are only vegan because it seemed like the cool choice for them to make at the time. The decision that would mean that they could fit in with all the cool kids around them. "Hey, yeah, I'm a vegan too, man. Rock on." (I'm neither confirming or denying that I know any vegans who talk like this.) Or, if the current trend is to emulate the Japanese, well, heck, let's just milk that for all it's worth. "Yeah, we should totally all get the same tattoo!" Maybe there are some punk kids to whom this applies as well, I don't know. Hmmm... I happen to think that the entire goth movement is a byproduct of this , and all I have to say is, let that be a warning to you, alright?

We're not there yet

A time is coming, in the not so distant future, when things will take a turn. Two years from now, maybe five, maybe ten, who's to say. I'll know when. It'll be right after Google and Apple and Coca-Cola and Volkswagen all join forces in a massive international conglomerate. Yeah, that'll be my signal to grab some purified water and my ever-ready backpack full of twinkies and head out. I think I'll head south, maybe to a beach somewhere. That's where I'll be, if you need me.

Thumbs Up

So... The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy finally comes out this Friday in movie form. It's been a long time coming.
I'm not sure if I'm more excited or more worried. I'm sure I'll enjoy it. Not worried about that. But will the movie live up to the standard that the trilogy warrants? I just don't know. I do know that I probably couldn't have cast it better, and honestly, this is the first movie that I ever wanted to make, so I've definitely given it some thought. No, I think it's going to be fine. I just hope the movie will provide an impetus for actually reading the books, giving another generation of hopeless teenagers a brilliant, if brief, escape from their respective realities.

Random Doodle

Dude, you're making me look so bad.

Alright Mr. Zach Braff. Holy crap, how can a normal guy get a break with you coming along and being all...look at me...writing and directing and starring in your own film-festival-award-winning movies and your awesome TV show Scrubs and winning a Grammy for the freaking amazing soundtrack that you co-produced? HUH!? The problem with you is you think you're all special...and you are, so I can't even be mad, just jealous.
Ya know, I mean, my parents and teachers and everyone always told me I could be anything I wanted to be. And I took that to heart, I really did. I still believe it. The problem, I guess, is that no one ever told me that I could have been doing whatever I wanted all along. My problem throughout school remains that I'm bored, waiting to finish, so that I can actually do something. Just you wait, Zach.

Like most of the 80's

So, I'm sitting in a coffeeshop, writing this, surfing the internet, checking my email, other nerdly things...and I started thinking about how this kind of technology has totally revolutionized the way we think about and interact with the world. Wireless internet, broadband, laptops even, have all happened in the last few years, completely collapsing our world view, making everyday tasks easy and efficient, allowing once impossible things to be done with the click of a mouse. It's really amazing that we get to live in a time and age where all of this is possible. Then I wondered if maybe in a couple of years everyone will look back on this and be ashamed of how much time we wasted watching American Idol.

More ways in which my childhood was lame...

In the last two weeks, I've gotten the two best toys out of cereal boxes that I can ever remember. We never got any cool toys from cereal when I was a kid, and especially not out of the box. Now that I can get awesome stuff like a SpongeBob Squarepants watch out of a box of Cocoa Krispies, or a Lightsaber spoon (A LIGHTSABER SPOON!! HOLY CRAP!! IT LIGHTS UP!!) out of Honey Smacks, I'm too old to play with them without looking ridiculous. Screw that. When I was a kid, you had to save up UPC labels for two years to be able to send off for some cheap plastic trinket that probably would never work correctly anyway, if it came at all, because it took you so long to save up enough labels, cause your Mom didn't approve of buying cereals with that much sugar in them very often. Gosh, thanks Mom...

Observation

I think the world was a lot better off when spam was still just a mystery meat. On the other hand, your inbox being stuffed with spam would be a lot more difficult to deal with...

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