Sunday, April 18, 2010

Joss Whedon's Avengers. How insanely RAD.

Hell, yeah, there's been talk that Joss Whedon is seconds away from sealing a deal contracting him as the Avengers director/script doctor. Come on. How insanely awesome would this movie be? There's a lot of work to be done, but Whedon has slowly becomes Marvel's little golden (man)boy. The Astonishing X-men was pretty much the only readable X-men in the last years or so.

Is there anything this man's beautiful forehead can't do?
I think not.

By and by, I purchased a rad new DSLR. I want to encourage myself to post more. One day, I'll be old, fat, and probably alone and I can comfort myself by reading this blog and saying: "I was young and not fat at one point".

I am going to photograph the bejesus out of my everyday everythings.

And to be completely gratuitous: why not Whedonverse favorite Sarah Michelle Gellar as Wasp? The spoiled debutante rich girl turned badass superhero. The hotness of you doofus.

Also-- on a slightly annoying note: I joined a COD4 game halfway in and there were only like 5 minutes left, totally owned..sort of. It's not actually a good score, but I'm still extremely proud enough to take a picture. I need to get better at COD. Halo is so much better. It's a lot less waiting and stealth and more running at people.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Drank like gallons of soup. Feelin' sick.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Hoh, 'Hits a jolly 'Ollyday wiv yew, Mairee Pawpins!

Ate a bunch of cats earlier. Here are the pics.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Last few weeks have been sinfully dull/crazy work/tense.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Stardate 021610: Captain's Log.

This guy at school today was walking down the stairs outside the soc. building and slipped right on the ground face first. Ah ha! I thought. Thank God he went first or I would've totally made an ass out of myself. So I try to cooly walk around the huge ice patch located on the last 6 or 7 steps, did a little dance with the rails, and fell on my ass.

So much for not making an ass out of myself. In other news: I got a bike today to ride around to class! I always wanted to be one of those guys who roll up their pants legs.
It's funny, all my friends keep telling me what a big queer I am for reading all these random chicks awesome fashion blogs. It's not my fault they're so fun to look at. This other one suggested that I start my own. I was all, "SCOFF. not I". But this blog will not be fashion related. Nope. I am pretty much going to talk about anything that is anything. Imitation and something about flattery and I'll leave you there.


So am I insane or do these crumpled up chipotle bags look like a dragon and a bird nestled up. Like the bag in the background totally looks like a bird! And the bag in front looks like a dragon. I'm not crazy! I'm NOT! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!(A line from Scary Movie 2, really classy).

Insanely jealous of anyone who's at fweek right now. Not that I particularly care about F(lawl) but I want to meet bloggers and scare them off and stuff. But in other news, I should be reading the thousands of pages of lipoteichoic acid and boring nonsense, but eff that. The best way to not get work done is start up a blog. Post a thousand times. Let's hope for some good shows!