2004-04-17 - 3:23 AM

"Love Actually" is a really good movie. I'd been hearing good things about it, but it had this horrible stigma as "the movie with lots of boobs," so I couldn't ask anyone to go see it with me. Or I'd be the guy who wanted to see the boob movie. So what did I do? What I always do with boobs. I downloaded them. It's a really good movie. Like, of a fantastic, truly resplendant variety.

On a more serious note, a while ago I hypothosized with Upgrade about the end of civilization as we know it. It went something like this.

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InsaneAlex: I'd probably just end up badgering you about it and then getting distracted every time something shiny flew by

InsaneAlex: I swear to god, men and shiny objects

InsaneAlex: The free world would end if someone tied a ball of aluminum foil to a pidgeon and set it loose in the White House

InsaneAlex: "It's the al queda, sir."

"What are they planning? Bio terrorism? A bomb? "

"No, sir. Pidgeons. Wearing aluminum foil. Real shiny, Mr. President. REAL shiny. Those bastards..."

"Damn straight, Johnson.... Dirty commies.... Er... Queda... Uhr, Johnson, just how shiny are we talkin'?"

"Shinier than that time the boys in PR decided to wax and polish my bald head, Mr. President."

"That was pretty damn shiny, Johnson. You've got one hell of a dome. A fine, American dome. All right, We're going to need bird-seed, lots of it. Laced with arsenic. If that doesnt' work, buddy, we're doomed. We're all dooooooohh.... Shiny."

Fiery wit or idle minds? I'll let you be the judge. Or Dr. Phil. He gives it straight. Shit, he brings those blue sparks.

-Alex

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