Thursday, May 29, 2008
Suggestions for witty dialog?
First of all, is it dialog or dialogue? I looked it up and it’e either way. I grew up spelling it “dialogue”, but have been seeing “dialog” more and more. I agree with this latter spelling because it’s not so ridiculous with the silent, useless letters. Anyway, my back to my original thought…
My sweety and I really, really love shows and movies with witty dialog, where the characters are smart, quick and generally funny with their comebacks. Unfortunately these shows are fairly hard to find. When we discover one, we latch onto it with the fervor of addicts.
Our most recent discovery is House MD. The man is smart, rude, sarcastic and charming all at the same time. We’re about to finish Season 2 thanks to Netflix. But once we catch up, we will be sad again because we will have no more witty shows to watch. Any of you have suggestions? Here are some of our favorites:
Grey’s Anatomy - The character interaction is fast-paced and fun to watch.
Eli Stone - A new show this year, but the unique plot and fun characters made it very entertaining.
Ally McBeal - This show is long gone, but the conversations and characters were hilarious.
Juno - The plot of this movie would have likely turned me off, but the main character had such a clever tongue that we ended up loving it.
Iron Man - Even if it didn’t have top notch action scenes, Robert Downey Jr. alone would have carried the movie with his quick wit. Why wasn’t Spiderman ever this clever?
The Dukes of Hazzard - I’m just kidding. Just wanted to see your reaction. Yeee-haaaa!
Nothing gets us more excited over the Tivo listing than seeing Grey’s Anatomy ready to play. What other shows do you think we would like, based on what I’ve said here? We need to have something to tide us over until the fall season starts up again. Anyone?
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Monday, May 19, 2008
Long Beach Pride - Not unlike a zoo
I went with some friends yesterday to the Long Beach Pride Festival. It was my first time attending it. Overall it was… intersteresting. It was like going to the zoo. There were so many colorful people strutting around with mohawks, piercings, pink hair, fishnet clothing, and short shorts. I have never seen so many nipple rings in my life. There was a little bit of everything there, and one of the best places to go to people watch. There was always some interesting scenery. This photo isn’t so great since I only had my phone, but this woman’s “top” consists of one square HRC sticker on each breast. She was happy and bouncy in more ways than one.
There was no shortage of drama either. Quite early in the afternoon, while we were resting in some shade near the medical tent, we saw this guy passed out on the grass. I don’t mean he was taking a quick nap on a blanket. The guy had collapsed flat on his face, completely drunk off his ass. His friend hovered around like a helpless gnat, not sure what to do. The EMTs came out of the tent and tried to help. For ten minutes they hovered around him, trying to wake him up. That’s when the intoxicated screaming began.
I’ve never heard a man make noises like that. I’m not sure what was going through his head (probably something like, “Oh my god kill me now.") but he was shrieking like a banshee. Soon a bicycle cop arrived, then another one. Every few minutes the number of policemen doubled until there were about eight of them standing around this poor fellow… doing absolutely nothing really. Supervising I guess. There was more screaming, some shouting from one of the bigger EMTs, and lots and lots of looky-loos with cameras. This guy is so going to be on hundreds of blogs today.
After about 15 minutes of this, they finally manage to haul his ass into the medical tent. More shrieking from the big drunk guy. Ten minutes later an ambulance finally arrives and it takes eight burly men to lift him up onto the gurney. The spectacle is finally over. Darn.
We missed the parade, and we’re not really much into the indy music scene, so there wasn’t much else to do but browse shops, which were disappointingly not varied. Really, how many booths filled with cheap-ass sunglasses can you possibly sell? Overall it was a disappointing experience. The $20 entry fee was pretty steep, food was kind of expensive, and it was really hot with little shade. Luckily we didn’t drive ourselves, or there would have been a $15 parking fee too. Somebody’s making oodles of money on this event.
What did we learn from this experience? Stuff we already knew, but forgot:
- Most outdoor events after April are going to be hot.
- If it might be fun and enjoyable, it’ll probably cost you more cash than you realized.
- Crowds are annoying.
- Seems like half the gay population smoke like chimneys.
- Staying at home is so much nicer than going to outdoor events.
Friday, May 16, 2008
I now pronounce you gay and married
It’s a revolutionary decision. The California State Supreme Court has legalized gay marriage in this state. They’ve decided, finally, that banning same-sex marriages is just like banning interracial marriage. It’s discrimatory and deprives basic rights of human beings for no good reason. Well duh. How narrow, uneducated and brainwashed do you have to be to not see that correlation?
Of course the deep-pocketed and loud-mouthed religious right has mobilized and are already in the process of putting a measure on the ballot to strike down this ruling. Fucking bastards, can’t they mind their own fucking business? I guess their idiot parents made them stay home from school the day they taught about separation of church and state in history class. As liberal as California tends to be, it’s terrifying how many conservative religious nutbags there are. It stunned me when a ban on gay marriages was passed several years ago… it hadn’t even been legalized yet! Are there really that many narrow-minded individuals in this state? It’s a very real possibility that they’ll succeed, again. I just hope that this time there will be more people enlightened enough, and who care enough about human rights, to vote against their petty measure to discriminate in November when it comes up. If they don’t, we may as well throw out the Constitution and use the Bible as law. Wouldn’t that be great. Bring back slavery and women get to be chattel again.
In the meantime, let’s celebrate! The California Supreme Court says gay marriage is legal! Even though I’ve never been a fan of weddings and all that baloney, I firmly believe that people should still be allowed to marry if they want to. Whether your plumbing is an inny or an outy shouldn’t matter. Read more about this court decision here: http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/05/15/same.sex.marriage/ and while you’re reading, here’s one of my favorite party songs of all time as your soundtrack: Party to Damascus by Wyclef Jean and Missy Elliott - rock out!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Nerd romance
This guy reprogrammed a Bejeweled game to display an engagement ring after his girlfriend reached a particular score while playing her favorite game. Some people think it’s lame, corny, etc. I think those people are just jealous. He is a hero among geeks!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
A ringtone just for mom
In honor of Mother’s Day, and in light of her undeniable involvement in my worst vacation ever, I have assigned a unique ringtone just for my mom. Any of my readers who have followed my past rants about how high strung and bossy my mom is will completely understand and recognize how appropriate my song choice is.
From now on, when my mom calls me, I will hear this ringtone.
For those of you not familiar with it, it’s called The Imperial March, also known as Darth Vader’s theme song. He controlled people by using the Force, my mom contols people with Guilt.
Those of you who happen to be parents or will become parents, take this as a lesson. Don’t be a control freak with your kids, or you’ll end up raising someone with a bottomless pit of resentment and an innate fear of rejection. Those of you who are victims of overly controlling parents, feel free to download this MP3 to your phone and use it as your mom’s unique ringtone. Cheers!
Friday, May 09, 2008
Worst vacation ever
I should have never listened to my silly mom and her hairbrained idea to visit my sister. “Wouldn’t it be great for us all to get together?” Sure, in theory. In reality, not so much.
I’ve never stayed over at my sister’s place before ever since we moved out of my mom’s house. Before her move to Houston, we’ve always been about an hour’s drive away. I had no idea what a terrible host she and her husband were. The first night we were there, I was lucky if I got even two hours of sleep. Since my mom was in their guest room, they blew up an air mattress and had us sleep in some open area they had upstairs with their exercise equipment. There was a huge curtainless window in the hall with a street light shining right into my eyes. But that’s not what kept me up. It was the constantly crying babies. Oh my god, every two fucking hours, wah wah wah.
My sister says that they’re not normally like that since they’re one and three years old. But because they were sick it made them all snotty, clingy and extreme pains in the ass. The following morning my sister was nowhere to be found, so my mom said our breakfast choices were outmeal or cereal. That was it. My mom makes terrible oatmeal, but she wouldn’t let me do it. She’s always been fussy to the extreme, and if you say something, she takes it personally.
At that point I was seriously looking into shortening my stay to a few days instead of a week. Unfortunately to change my flight plan would have meant an extra $400 for the two of us. My sweety had to make a valiant effort not to remind me every day that we could be enjoying our time so much more hanging out at home. It’s been awhile since I’ve felt so much regret over a decision.
My sister’s husband worked during the day, and she’s a stay at home mom. I can understand that having two sick kids is very distracting, and a husband is usually like a third child anyway. They all got sick with whatever virulent flu the kids picked up at the birthday party they went to before I arrived. I’m so glad I brought a bottle of vitamin C with me. I loaded up on that stuff the whole time I was there, and fortunately did not fall sick myself.
Our stay became a bit more pleasant once my sweety took over and made dinner a few times (which peeved my mom for some reason, I guess she prefers the mother hen role). They also took us to a few places around town, but traveling with toddlers definitely limits the fun factor for adults. I probably sound pretty selfish right now, but I really am annoyed that I wasted so many of my alotted vacation days visiting a family who was very much wrapped up in themselves.
Maybe it was the way I was brought up, with an overly fussy mom and all, but do toddlers really need to have their own rooms? I remember when we were kids, my mom would have us both sleeping on futons in her room when guests came to stay at our house. Is this normal, or is it more normal to stick guests wherever it won’t inconveniece you? Anyway, you can be sure I’m not going to be visiting them again for a long, long time.
