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Sunday, April 23, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Warming the Bench
I am on a personal and spiritually quest to see good movies in theaters. I refuse to spend another 5 dollars on a movie that has not made my life more enriched with good quality cinema. Therefore, over spring break I saw the movie Benchwarmers.
I at first refused to see the movie, my quest did not include these kind of movies, I wanted to see Ice Age 2: the Meltdown. However, the people I were aquainted with had valid arguements as to why we should see this movie, and that was that they were driving and I wasn't (due to ankle being sprained...i.e. my life coming to a halt).
Thus, I went to the movie. If you are looking for a movie with execellent writing, amazing stunts, or attractive people, this is not the movie for you.
The movie is significantly similar to Dodgeball in a lot of ways, but its almost, if not just as funny as Dodgeball, and that is saying something. The guy who played Napoleon is in it, can't think of his name, providing doses of nerdy humor. David Spade provides his usual wit and Rob Schneider (I can't spell) is not a Hot Chick, an animal, or even a delivery guy, he's the main character and he's a person. A regular Joe with a past you unravel as you watch the movie. If you like titty twisters, nerds, migets, baseball, or drunkeness, this is the movie for you.
I give it a B-
Good movie, go see it if you want, otherwise I'd wait to rent it, because it is worth seeing..ish.
I at first refused to see the movie, my quest did not include these kind of movies, I wanted to see Ice Age 2: the Meltdown. However, the people I were aquainted with had valid arguements as to why we should see this movie, and that was that they were driving and I wasn't (due to ankle being sprained...i.e. my life coming to a halt).
Thus, I went to the movie. If you are looking for a movie with execellent writing, amazing stunts, or attractive people, this is not the movie for you.
The movie is significantly similar to Dodgeball in a lot of ways, but its almost, if not just as funny as Dodgeball, and that is saying something. The guy who played Napoleon is in it, can't think of his name, providing doses of nerdy humor. David Spade provides his usual wit and Rob Schneider (I can't spell) is not a Hot Chick, an animal, or even a delivery guy, he's the main character and he's a person. A regular Joe with a past you unravel as you watch the movie. If you like titty twisters, nerds, migets, baseball, or drunkeness, this is the movie for you.
I give it a B-
Good movie, go see it if you want, otherwise I'd wait to rent it, because it is worth seeing..ish.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Morality, again...sorry
In morality class we watched the movie John Q. For those unfamiliar with the movie please enjoy the following abridged version.
The main character of the movie, John Quincy Archibald’s son has a terminal heart condition but they can save him if he gets a heart transplant. John doesn’t have the money for the transplant and his insurance company screwed him over. So John holds up a hospital with a gun and he does get a transplant for his son and his son lives. Roll credits.
After watching this movie we were supposed to write an essay on whether John’s actions were moral or not. According to the Catholic Church’s rules it isn’t. But according to my essay the Catholic Church’s rules can stick it.
The only rules are these: What a man can do and what a man can’t do.
Or at least according to Captain Jack Sparrow.
And let us not forget what my good old buddy Abe said a few posts back: When I do good I feel good, when I do bad I feel bad. That is my religion.
Since when is it that the Pope gets to think that just because he is infallible he can never be wrong. When the Church takes a stance on something, even something as basic and complex as morality, they give us a set definite way that they say things are. When what they should say is here is how it usually is but there actually is somegrey gray area.
Nothing is so sure; nothing is so definite; there is always an exception to the rules. Kinda like how I’m the exception to the all smart people are nerds rules.
I guess what I’m trying to say here is that the only rule that has no exceptions is that there is an exception to every rule.
O yeah, and the Catholic Church can stick it.
Adam
The main character of the movie, John Quincy Archibald’s son has a terminal heart condition but they can save him if he gets a heart transplant. John doesn’t have the money for the transplant and his insurance company screwed him over. So John holds up a hospital with a gun and he does get a transplant for his son and his son lives. Roll credits.
After watching this movie we were supposed to write an essay on whether John’s actions were moral or not. According to the Catholic Church’s rules it isn’t. But according to my essay the Catholic Church’s rules can stick it.
The only rules are these: What a man can do and what a man can’t do.
Or at least according to Captain Jack Sparrow.
And let us not forget what my good old buddy Abe said a few posts back: When I do good I feel good, when I do bad I feel bad. That is my religion.
Since when is it that the Pope gets to think that just because he is infallible he can never be wrong. When the Church takes a stance on something, even something as basic and complex as morality, they give us a set definite way that they say things are. When what they should say is here is how it usually is but there actually is some
Nothing is so sure; nothing is so definite; there is always an exception to the rules. Kinda like how I’m the exception to the all smart people are nerds rules.
I guess what I’m trying to say here is that the only rule that has no exceptions is that there is an exception to every rule.
O yeah, and the Catholic Church can stick it.
Adam
Friday, April 07, 2006
I don't want to do anything
Not that anyone cares, just that you won't be getting any high quality entertainment from me any for a little while longer. [shameless plug] But all of both of our readers should come see myself and Beth in the Musical production Seven Brides for Seven Brothers this weekend because we're just as awesom on stage as we are on the internet.[/shameless plug]
[loser]Adam[/loser]
[loser]Adam[/loser]
Monday, April 03, 2006
Big, Fat lies we tell ourselves
I used to read magazines off the heezy. I just said heezy. Then I would read them, and realize that...I was reading the same articles over and over again. 276 ways to make your man love you! Ways to dress for your body type! Is he really that into you? Paris Hilton did something moronic, read page 134 for details! So I stopped reading them because....who needs to know this stuff anyway? Eat right, exercise, take a shower, get over him, tell him how you feel, and Paris Hilton's an idiot. Why I bothered reading how properly apply fake eyelashes, how the south beach diet doesn't work, and why the paparazzi are stalking celebrities over and over again in magazine after magazine is beyond me.
I don't read them so much anymore, but my mom bought one, so I thought what the Will&Grace, I'll read it.
And I stumbled upon this article that I really liked in the magazine Glamour.
Big, Fat lies we Tell ourselves
1). Everything would be great if I lost weight/quit my job/had a boyfriend.
No, everything would be just like it is now, except you'd weigh less, be unemployed, or have someone to watch reruns with--and theres a chance you'd be complaining about something new. Happiness and satisfaction come from within, and you're capable of appreciating the good things that are in your life right now.
2). Hard work speaks for itself, I don't need to ask for recognition.
This is the little lie that spares you the potential awkwardness of having to toot your own horn (which admittedly can be uncomfortable). But the fact is, unless you do the tooting, all you're likely to hear is silence.
3). He really loves me; he's just afraid to commit.
Why would you choose someone who won't choose you? If he's really afraid of love, then maybe you should be afraid of him.
4). They'll never know I lied.
Even if you don't get caught and life goes on, its not quite the same. funny how lying makes you think everyone else is too.
5). He cheated on her, but he wouldn't ever cheat on me.
And you believe him because he, they who lied to his last girlfriend about being faithful, promised you he'd be...faithful?
6). I just couldn't say no.
Actually, you could have, but its hard to say no when you know that not what the other person wants to hear. Figuring out your real reasons for not wanting to say it, maybe you're scared of disapproval or anger, for instance, could help work up the courage to tutter the dreaded (yet so liberating) little syllable.
7). Some people have all the luck (and I'm not one of them).
This one's a lie that undermines your power to control your destiny--and to claim the credit when good things do come your way. Because the more you believe in luck, the less you believe in yourself.
8). I can quit anytime.
The cigarettes, the boyfriend, the nonstop shopping. Telling yourself that you have a bad habit but that you could always drop it is crafty. By admitting that what you're hooked on isn't good for you, you think you're on top of things. If you're really on top if things, prove it. Quit.
9). If I looked like (insert celebrity name here) everything would be easy.
Do you really think a breezy, rejection free life is there waiting for someone just because she/he is gorgeous? Rich? Tall? Hello, Jude boinked the nanny! (Oh snap.)
10). Nobody appreciates my genius.
Maybe you are undiscovered Van Gogh. But if you're so talented, you should be able to find a way to share that brilliance with the world.
11). A little tan won't hurt.
What part of "wrinkles" and "cancer" don't you believe? Thinking you're immune from life's tough stuff is a sign that you don't value life's great stuff.
12). I don't need any help.
Denying that you need emotional support, someone to make you laugh, or just ride to the airport may feel like independence, but its often a lie that preotects you from revealing vulnerability. And nothing makes friends faster than vulnerability.
13). If I had time I'd write a book/exercise more/do better in school...etc...
You're busy, I'm busy, everybody's busy. Is lack of time a handy excuse for not doing the things you rreallly want to do but are deep down scared of failing at? Or maybe you can't admit you really don't want to do something anymore because you think letting go of an old goal is the same thing as failing. Just do it or don't do it.
Glamour Magazine, April 2006
p316-317
Well, I liked the article I don't know about you. Thought it was nice. I will update with some of my own writing soon. You just wait.
I don't read them so much anymore, but my mom bought one, so I thought what the Will&Grace, I'll read it.
And I stumbled upon this article that I really liked in the magazine Glamour.
Big, Fat lies we Tell ourselves
1). Everything would be great if I lost weight/quit my job/had a boyfriend.
No, everything would be just like it is now, except you'd weigh less, be unemployed, or have someone to watch reruns with--and theres a chance you'd be complaining about something new. Happiness and satisfaction come from within, and you're capable of appreciating the good things that are in your life right now.
2). Hard work speaks for itself, I don't need to ask for recognition.
This is the little lie that spares you the potential awkwardness of having to toot your own horn (which admittedly can be uncomfortable). But the fact is, unless you do the tooting, all you're likely to hear is silence.
3). He really loves me; he's just afraid to commit.
Why would you choose someone who won't choose you? If he's really afraid of love, then maybe you should be afraid of him.
4). They'll never know I lied.
Even if you don't get caught and life goes on, its not quite the same. funny how lying makes you think everyone else is too.
5). He cheated on her, but he wouldn't ever cheat on me.
And you believe him because he, they who lied to his last girlfriend about being faithful, promised you he'd be...faithful?
6). I just couldn't say no.
Actually, you could have, but its hard to say no when you know that not what the other person wants to hear. Figuring out your real reasons for not wanting to say it, maybe you're scared of disapproval or anger, for instance, could help work up the courage to tutter the dreaded (yet so liberating) little syllable.
7). Some people have all the luck (and I'm not one of them).
This one's a lie that undermines your power to control your destiny--and to claim the credit when good things do come your way. Because the more you believe in luck, the less you believe in yourself.
8). I can quit anytime.
The cigarettes, the boyfriend, the nonstop shopping. Telling yourself that you have a bad habit but that you could always drop it is crafty. By admitting that what you're hooked on isn't good for you, you think you're on top of things. If you're really on top if things, prove it. Quit.
9). If I looked like (insert celebrity name here) everything would be easy.
Do you really think a breezy, rejection free life is there waiting for someone just because she/he is gorgeous? Rich? Tall? Hello, Jude boinked the nanny! (Oh snap.)
10). Nobody appreciates my genius.
Maybe you are undiscovered Van Gogh. But if you're so talented, you should be able to find a way to share that brilliance with the world.
11). A little tan won't hurt.
What part of "wrinkles" and "cancer" don't you believe? Thinking you're immune from life's tough stuff is a sign that you don't value life's great stuff.
12). I don't need any help.
Denying that you need emotional support, someone to make you laugh, or just ride to the airport may feel like independence, but its often a lie that preotects you from revealing vulnerability. And nothing makes friends faster than vulnerability.
13). If I had time I'd write a book/exercise more/do better in school...etc...
You're busy, I'm busy, everybody's busy. Is lack of time a handy excuse for not doing the things you rreallly want to do but are deep down scared of failing at? Or maybe you can't admit you really don't want to do something anymore because you think letting go of an old goal is the same thing as failing. Just do it or don't do it.
Glamour Magazine, April 2006
p316-317
Well, I liked the article I don't know about you. Thought it was nice. I will update with some of my own writing soon. You just wait.
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