Sick in the head

Both my wife and I are sick.  What that means for me?  Too zonked to play vidja games.  Last night I put on Diary of the Dead.  I hadn't ever seen it.  I wasn't missing much.  I think Romero has done too much drugs or alcohol or something.  He lost his touch in this one.  I need to go pick up Dawn of the Dead.  That one, even the remake are really good. 

It's also time for me to buy a laptop.  I had been so fortunate to be able to use my work notebook for some gaming over the past 5 years.  But alas they've put in new security measures to make it useless for nigh everything but work related stuff.  Since I finally got paid for some contracting I did over the winter I was given the OK for a laptop purchase.  Now it's just finding the right one for the right price.

I'm jealous of those of you going to the Chi LAN.  sounds like a rockin good time.  I haven't really played online with any of you over the last few years.  I kinda miss the halo2 days where I used to smoke half a pack of cigarettes just sitting in front of my first HDTV playing big team battles with the OMM.  I never did get into any other shooters after that one.  Halo3 was cool but I haven't had any experience with it online. Except once.  And that was with a bunch of whiners that I work with that kept complaining about how crappy they all thought it was compared to R6 and GRAW and those types. 

Enough Rambling for now.

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I think I did well

A while back I managed to score Toronto Maple Leafs tickets for last nights (valentines day) game.   Don't worry I checked with my wife before buying them.  However, this put me in a dilemma of what do I do to make it a good valentines day for her as well?  This might seem lame, but I went and ordered some roses red and white to her workplace.  I've never sent her flowers to work before.  I never really wanted to embarass her like that.  But you know what?  She secretly really wanted to be embarassed with flowers on v-day.  I also left work early (3) and went to whole foods to pick her up some of her gluten-free and milk-free stuff.  We hadn't been down to there in a while, and it's the only place she can get some of her staples like butter and fake sour cream and such.  I also picked up some rediculously expensive filet mignons, raced back to the house and started up dinner.  She was a little unawares of all this.  She thought she would have to drive downtown to my work and heat up some leftover spaghetti that we have in the freezer for our dinner.  So some steak, and asparagus and some baked potato (now with her butter and sour cream) and she loved it.  We went to the game together in one car and we bought her a pink Leafs jersey to go with her pink Stars jersey.  I got what I wanted, and I think she got what she wanted.  Some proper attention and devotion on the hallmark holiday.

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The Shakey Cam

It's not a "good" cinema technique.  Why do directors insist on using it? 

Example: Cloverfield.

The trailer makes me decide to not see the movie.  If it was filmed with a steadier camera shot, then I would have.

oh well.

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Thought of the Moment

Why are so many television commercials so shitty?

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Vacation time a mixed feeling

I love taking vacation.  More importantly I loved taking vacation last week.  I sorely needed a week away from work.  We lost three members of our team this year to them getting other jobs.  I got a quasi-promotion that left me with the bulk of the work from two of the three plus my own responsibilities.  This means I have very little free time anymore during the working hours.  No big.  I like being busy as it makes the day go by quickly.  What's a crappy feeling?  Coming back to work and wasting the first day back on a continuation of a project that I thought was finished.  Having 10 business days of work to cram into 4.  Not having time to eat lunch. 

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