Am I a hater?
I don't really think so.
Then again, villains are always heroes in their own stories aren't they?
While at times I have complaints about things and may vent them I don't think I really whine much. If I happen to venture into whining it is usually self-directed. I also try my best to vent my frustrations or general anger at something crack-related here, where it can be public but where I'm not forcing it down people's throats like most assholes are prone to do.
I can be a total dick if need be but I don't think I'm an asshole that often if at all. Rarely ever an asshole to anybody but Giga but he has to live with me so hey, he'd be the first to get the brunt of it.
I usually stay clear of geek-related message boards. I used to post big-time at the DC Comics boards and many other boards but as I've aged I've found that I don't even read those boards much anymore.
As the rather antiquated message board/BBS evolved into the blog and blog comments, I pretty much only comment and people's individual sites that I really enjoy reading and there's that personal level of communication that can occur, however minor, that just doesn't happen in public boards.
For some odd reason I found myself on a few message boards and the general dissatisfaction I have with my mistake dumping beucoup dollars down this year to merely go to Botcon without any real information about events really has snaked into my general attitude about the entire trip to Boston and Rhode Island.
I found myself doing a few normal posts but then getting snarky when it was something related to my being upset at "pre-spending" so much scratch which goes against my better judgement.
Ugh!
It is so easy to fall into that trap when I think about anything remotely related to this insane hobby.
And now look at me? I'm a pussy for self-bitch blogging about the fact that I left some snarky-dick-like comments at sites I normally don't step foot in!
Arghhh!
I've managed to be a dick, an asshole, and a pussy all at the same time!
I've hit the trifecta!
Grrrrr...
I'm just too old for this shit. Way too old.
I wonder if the late 30-somethings that are into curling have these problems.
I think getting into curling would solve everything.
Well, that or cricket. Hmmm...
Extreme Curling could be fun. I saw it once on ESPN8.
Then again, I'm finding myself getting into MMA for some reason. I guess listening to all the MMA and Ultimate Fighting talk on Bubba The Love Sponge is having an effect on me this past year.
Where was I going with this post? I have no real idea anymore.
I just don't really want to be a hater I suppose.
That's my Busia Martha's ethnic depression era-influenced thinking coming through.
I need to pay closer attention to that in my daily thinking.
So, endeavor to make your life more like a Ween song.
I suggest "Waving My Dick in the Wind."
Maybe "The Mollusk"?
I suggest Smashmouth's "Sorry About Your Penis."
"There are three kinds of people in this world, Chuck...dicks, pussies, and assholes. Pussies don't like dicks, because dicks fuck pussies. But sometimes, dicks fuck assholes."
That is, all at once, the greatest monologue in the history of cinema and the most offensive thing I've ever typed.
Yeah, it's a killer monologue. But it applies even better to oldest, (Dick) middle, (asshole) and youngest (pussy) children.
Only children are a combination of all three in one.
Best monologue, tho? Not sure, Harry Lime in the Third Man is up there, as is Tom Hanks's at the end of the Burbs (the only movie I can really stand him in) but only in light of what comes afterwards.
No, the greatest monologue ever delivered in a film occurred near the end of the WWE spectacular, "The Condemned," starring (Stone Cold) Steve Austin and Vinnie Jones. This--possibly the greatest movie ever made--features an over 90-minute-long bloodbath including multiple near-rapes, torture, beatings, immolation, and many minutes spent watching people watch streaming media that flows flawlessly across DSL lines obviously not serviced by Time Warner Cable. Near the conclusion of the film, a female reporter--delivering a monologue on the bewildering morally corrupt state of a peoples who would lower themselves to pay for and watch such degradation--ironically asks with as much meta-indignation as a no-name actress can muster:
"Those of us who watch - are we the condemned?"
Oscar. TOTAL INJUSTICE if it doesn't win one.
Okay, maybe not THE greatest monologue of all time. It's difficult to tell because I was too busy laughing and trying to catch my breath during that whole movie. Definitely Top 5, though.
Frowny: I remember liking The 'Burbs, but I don't remember the monologue at the end. It's been a while since I saw that one. You didn't like Hanks in Saving Pvt. Ryan? Thought he was pretty good in that. (I am far from a film connoisseur, though.) Saving Pvt. Ryan also had...MATT DAY-MUHN.
kel: we never rented Shaving Ryan's Privates did we?
like a smiths song.
PANIC ON THE STREETS OF BOTCON
PANIC ON THE STREETS OF PROVIDENCE
I WONDER TO MYSELF
-hx
Hevayarms:
He may have been good, but I've hated him ever since his little IV dance in Philadelphia. Forrest Gump just managed to drive it into a teeth gnashing frenzy. And then they added Tm Sizemore and Ed Burns, two other people I completely hate. Which is to say, it was a good film I totally hated because of the people involved. Vin Diesel's death was pretty funny, tho. And as I said, the Burbs monologue is elevated by the events that immediately follow.
Also, did you ever hear their reason for why Matt Damon was like that in Team America?