Stockholm Syndrome

Never been so excited for a safety announcement. 3 hours waiting will make anyone care.

This Is About To Get Out Of Hand

On a Thursday in White Marsh you would typically end up in a theatre with maybe 4 other people. Tonight almost three hours in advance the theatres already almost full.

The question remains, what do you do for three hours in a theatre just waiting for the show to start?

Things to do whilst waiting for the show to start:

Try to swindle a 3DS from a nerd girl 2 rows up

Get into an imaginary fistfight with the usher over seating consolidation for the sold-out show, and losing your PRIME 3D viewing location

Smoking a cigarette to quell your rage over above-mentioned seating loss

Wait 20 minutes in line at concessions stand

Brood over being swindled into a bottled water when honestly tap water would have been sufficient

Hate that you can hear Angry Birds above you and you don't haz with you

Yell at your girlfriend about your crappy seats

Apologize, to no avail

Consider napping, except that you'll sleep through the movie.

Make friends with the stranger on your other side

Pass out

Life Absurd

This is the line for the Harry Potter: Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 midnight showing. At 9pm. In White Marsh, MD. Really? 3 hours in advance wasn't quite enough? This is absurd! What does one do for three hours while SITTING IN A HALLWAY? I'm going to start building a small society from the uncleaned AMC floor lint.

The Lotsarita

Thank you, Don Pablo's, for this giant margarita. I will need at least one more to survive the 3-4 hour wait in line for seats at the Harry Potter premiere. Judge me and I'll find you.

Barack Obama, Congress, and the Great Debate on Debt

The big topic of today is the ever-impending deadline to raise the Federal debt ceiling to prevent default on all our debts. There's a lot I wanted to say, but I ate a whole pizza and now I'm just cranky like a baby.

Pizza, at a time like this!?
Surely you jest.

A man has to eat sometime.

I wanted to really comment on who was wrong about what and what we should do and blah, blah, blah but I can't really find much information about what's going on whilst wading through all the gossip about who Boehner's going to prom with and how Obama's parents won't spring for his and Pelosi's limo/dinner at Red Lobster.

But no, seriously. It's sort of mental to see how much news coverage is centering around the name-calling and backstabbing going on during these big budget talks, and how little anyone is actually talking about the budget issues that are even being discussed. All coverage at the moment is being dedicated to how angry everyone in "the room" is towards each other. Also, people are covering polls that are taken in sort of a "man on the street" kind of way. Soooooooo....

Uninformed public + gossipy new coverage = results that sound like who's voting for who for prom queen.

End of story: If nothing else is working in Washington, I'm at least glad Obama is growing some cajones and standing up to all this bipartisan panty-bunching. Nothing annoys me more than a bunch of people in a room spending so much time arguing that they can't get anything done. That's the reason why my girlfriend and I have dinner separately so often, otherwise we'd both go to bed hungry every night.

Catherine Kieu Becker and the Thing She Did (GROSS)

I'll give you the opportunity to pass this one up. Awful story to follow after the jump.

HEAT WAVE! And Other Hot Things

Mostly just because it's been hot outside, partially because The Who looks much better on camera than Martha and the Vandellas (Yeah I knew who they were before I saw them next the result for The Who on YouTube. Are you going to argue with me?) but entirely because I was one day into a blog and almost out of stuff to talk about so tonight I'm letting the Interweb do the talking for me. And it's talking about OMG IT IS HOT OUTSIDE.

Follow the jump to watch me rage intellectual about the Sun and all the things it does for (and against) us.

Happy Birthday Neptune!

You are blue and ridiculous and gassy. And you take 165 times longer than we do to get around the Sun. Way to go, fat-ass. (Follow link for true information).

I'm wondering if these will give me cancer, and weighing that possibility against how tasty they must be.

And this is to test to see if I can post via email from my cell phone. Hi Chris! Nice fork!

Dawning of a New... Blog

I couldn't think of anything more brilliant as a title for my first post. So I'm probably in trouble.