Fri, Aug. 17th, 2007, 09:34 pm
"Man Apparently Left In Wheelchair Outside Orlando Airport For 3 Days"
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This could have been me, people!! But it wasn't and I'm back home and online again. Yay! I have pictures and videos and stories involving me eating 9.5 burgers. Tomorrow!?
Before you ask; No, I didn't notice him. Which is to say I wasn't really paying attention to stragers I may have or may have not passed by. But! I was at the airport... Hmmm... At least the hurricane is veering off to Texas. Yay!
Last stop before tomorrow!
I'll be on a trip, starting in 12 hours or so. I will be offline for about halfs of it, and to hell to telling you when that will be. Better yet, I figure I'd rattle off a list of TV shows.
I'm deeply saddened by the loss of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. But glad that Frisky Dingo will be returning. Smallville getting it's seventh next year. Wow? There are a whole slew of returning cartoons for Adult Swim. No losses. Squidbillies, Harvey Birdman, Boondocks... Good news, everyone!
Next update will be about comic book movies. Madman, 30 Days of Night, etc... If I remember my camera, it will be about something else. Possibly DEATH RABBITS.
Also! AAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHH-- I'll be missing out on The Simpsons Movie and so many great DVDs and box sets. No spoilers, please. I'll be sure to do that first time I'm back in america. That and visit an internet cafe. That and see if anyone famous died. Which is a pretty morbid thought, but celebrity deaths always seem to coincide to times I'm "out of contact". So if I come back seeing this guy or that girl all over CNN and newspapers it actually a good thing. Otherwise, I'll go years, maybe decades thinking that actor or this singer was still living. Maybe! Even bringing it up one time many years down the road. Then get those angry, anti-understanding looks from people saying "They died like 4 years ago. Jackass." And I end up leaving the party early to catch the last bus. Stupid Walter Matthau...
Finally! Beer! That is all.
Sat, Jun. 23rd, 2007, 03:25 pm
What an afternoon! Woke up on time, started to clean my room, and decided to move my guide collection around a bit. Sunday will be spent unpacking and seeing what I'm still missing at my new place in Orlando. Aside from sticky-something to hang up posters, shouldn't be that much.
I will not be appearing in court next week, which is also good news. If I had a lawyer, she (or he) would probably tell me to say no more. It's a woman, though. I will tell you that much.
Man, I have so much to do in the next three weeks it's not funny. The later half of July and beginning of August will be spent away from a stable internet connection. I couldn't do anything even by cell phone. If I had a cell phone that could do fancy stuffs online. Which I do not or have ever owned.
And where will I be??? You take your wildest guess while I take a nap, cool?
I decided to post this week, instead of next, as things may get hectic with my court trial appearance thingie.
So ponder this!
For a fact, I consider Star Wars to be a non-fiction, like a documentary. Not a family adventure or science fiction movie. Until it is proven without a doubt that there really was no Luke Skywalker and Jar Jar and Yoda and whatnot in existence between now and the big bang... It's non-fiction, and you can never definitively prove to me otherwise.
If you can, however, that would be cool. Saying "Lucas just made it up" won't work, either. I could tell you a story about John Smith that got married in California last decade. Without me knowing if this is true, statistically speaking, I'm confident it could be proven with a little research. With the proper tools and documents. Long ago, far away, strange names and happenings... My story has it all.
Ponder with me 14 billion years from now, in a galaxy far, far away... I wonder if there will be a story of a "human" named "Marco" that wrote something on "his cyberweb's LiveJournal." Sure, it will probably be sucessful and many sequels will be made covering other parts of my life. But will that strange alien race actually lean back in their hoverchairs and wonder if I really did once do this? It's so fantastic and alien. "Impossiblely the most fictious thing I've ever heard of" some might say...
Mon, Jun. 4th, 2007, 09:59 pm
My journey of a thousand miles began with this single step
The journey? To become a college drop-in
Bold? You're damn skippy!
Thu, May. 17th, 2007, 04:38 am
So I'm getting tired now, and get this- it's actually still dark out! Talk about a wacky way to end a Wednesday, am I right? Also! I just found out that Leonardo Dicaprio is 7 years older than me. Whew.
So what's up, cyberweb? Did I miss anything this last month?
Wed, Mar. 28th, 2007, 12:47 am
While deciding to move the indie adventures to DPS (for absoluelty no reason...) I found this on my old harddrive:
Try not to look at it too hard. Locked inside the picture is a completely rational story for why this picture was taken at that moment. If you find yourself looking at this photo for more than two hours... consult a doctor.
Sat, Mar. 10th, 2007, 01:46 pm
Once upon a time, I lived with my two younger brothers. I shared the upstairs bathroom with the youngest, who from time to time, was abscent three or four days at a time. Barely a few weeks in to the whole mess, Cosmo took all the toilet paper from the bathroom (extra rolls under the sink and all) and gave them to his girlfriend or donated them to the church. This is one of the reasons I now check the toilet paper before getting down to business.
So (it was a Sunday) I went and bought a 4-pack and got on with my life. Cosmo came back two days later, and the very morning the roll was missing! I wasn't able to ask Cos why he took my toilet paper until maybe 4 days later. He says "I didn't take it" then a few minutes later "yeah, I did take it- but it was my roll in the bathroom". I then grabbed the 3-pack from my room (I didn't leave it in the bathroom) and pointed to the empty gap in the bag where my 4th roll of toilet paper would have been. Either he took it, or I went through an entire roll by myself in less than a week. Then there was this weird period where he kept on using our bathroom and me never leaving any toilet paper in there. He knew I had it and he also knew I wouldn't give him any until he appologized. The end.
I've had this loopy sleeping schedule for the last few weeks. finally I got it down close enough back to 10 or 12pm as my bedtime. Cos, when he stops by, usually shows up at night, after 10pm. Always. I've seen him come back in the morning twice and 1-7pm maybe three times. So maybe not always, but more likely so. So very in a very understanding manner I'd like you all to see that he could have come back after I had fallen asleep last night around 10:30pm.
Which leads us to this morning. I woke up around 6:30, refreshed and somewhat happy I didn't wake up at 2am. I noticed sometime in the morning that the kitchen looked a little weird, and I couldn't put my finger on what was changed or what was moved around. Then I noticed the space between the microwave and the counter above it. Something that had been there was gone, and I couldn't remember what it was. This big void, about the give of two lunch boxes... Empty. I forgot about that, made breakfast and caught up on some tivo'd Star Trek: Voyager. Around lunch time I made me a few nice bean-and-cheese sandwiches and got some laundry started. I cleaned up the kitchen, threw out the trash and then bam! The space over the microwave had this big box filled with the white kitchen trash bags. It was gone. Not in the closets or pantry. Nowhere. I figured that my other brother, Bruno, who is here almost everyday took them, as he was tremendously busy cleaning up his frat house or something. I couldn't ask him because he had left about two hours earlier. So I left the kitchen's trash bin without a bag and head upstairs to take a shower.
Okay, here comes the best part of my morning. So I'm in the upstairs bathroom when I notice (in time) that there's an empty roll in the toilet paper-holder thingie. I don't remember running out yesterday and it's a very minor annoyance to hunt down another roll. Rather than grabbing a roll from my closet (see the flashback above) I head to the downstairs bathroom, used maily by guests. Well, it was also empty. Really odd, as that bathroom sees very little use. And if a guest notices there's no toilet paper, they've never been "quiet" or "discrete" about it so far.
So I guess you all see what happened again? The bathrooms are toilet paper-less and he also took the kitchen bags. Oh, and did I mention the shower curtain from the upstairs bathroom has gone missing?? Because not having that is probably the biggest inconvenience. One I did not notice until the water was running and I reached up to grab. I was honestly dumbfounded. "Gah!!," you know?
Jackass. Unless he was using it to take a corpse out of the house, I can't see this ending in a positive way. What reasoning he would have to take a damn shower curtian is beyond me. I'll get a new shower curtain, trash bags, and toilet paper in a week or so at payday. Then again, maybe I'll just buy trash bags, use them as a cheap shower curtain and as trash bags. The toilet paper I can steal from McDonalds... Yes... Plotting is hard work and I never do it on an empty stomach.
So... to be continued?!
Tue, Feb. 20th, 2007, 07:21 am
So I'll be watching a lot of moives these next few months. At first glance, you might think I was a 14 year old boy what with the heavy comic book theme... But I blame Hollywood for that.
March 9: 300 !!!
March 23: TMNT !
April 6: Grindhouse !!
April 13: Hot Fuzz (maybe)
May 4: Spider-Man 3 !!!
May 25: Pirates of the Johnny Depp 3 !
June 15: Fantastic Four 2 !
June 29: Die Hard 4 !!
July 4: Transformers !
ALSO!! Spyhunter !!!
Not many in May, but I'll probably end up seeing Spider-Man 3 like eight times. And having typed that, I know deep down that it's going to be terrible and my dreams are practically dashed RIGHT NOW. Still, as long as they're killing off Mary Jane in it, who really cares, right? And.. now having typed that, too, she'll probably end up not-dying and murdering Bruce Campbell's character. Blast!