Saturday, March 11, 2006

Ultraviolet is Ultrabad

I wouldn't normally rant about a movie but let me tell you, Ultraviolet was a horrible movie! Why did I go and see it? Because we had a fun offsite event at work. First we all went out to Dim Sum (at the New Kowloon) which was fairly decent considering we went after prime lunch time on a weekday. After lunch we went to a downtown movie theater and all saw Ultraviolet. All I can say is that if you go into the movie with absolutely NO clue about what it is about, having completely low if any expectations for a comprehensible plot and of course, not caring if the acting or special effects are consistent with the sub-par storyline, then yes, Ultraviolet must have been a great movie!

Basically the storyline if there was one was about the future and Earth is home to humans and hemophages (ala wanna-be vampires who have the ability to dodge bullets and produce weapons like Neo from The Matrix and wear leather all the time). Humans and Hemophages don't like each other and the antagonist of the movie looks a lot like Bobby Flay. The protagonist is Milla Jovovich who IMO did an alright job with the acting considering she probably had to make up the lines. This movie was full of great one liners though including "Are you mental", "Now it's on!", and "It's just the wind". Trust me, if you want to hear more about the context please please please do not spend the money to see the movie, just call me up and I'll invite you over for some cheesecake and tell you about it.

Trust me, I did not pay--my company paid for the offsite fun that we all had, so I don't feel as bad about seeing this movie.

Cheesecake is finally done. I had time to make it today and it is currently cooling in my kitchen. It doesn't look nearly as good as the cheesecake that Mrs. Roberts served us, but it sure smells good.

To end this blog entry on a more positive note--here is my new favorite e-card from Hallmark:
Belly Up! -- go on, send it to someone today!

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Friday, March 03, 2006

Freakin' Blackberries...

Yes, freakin' Blackberries. And I'm not referring to the lovely seedy berry that I cherish eating (but not picking in the wild, I'll be getting my berries from the store you know what I'm saying) every Spring and Summer. Apparently the parties in the Blackberry dispute have settled... for $612.5 million USD!!!!

I read a report that stated Blackberry new user consumption was only at 620,000 for their Q4 reports instead of the estimated 750,000. Oh goodness! Someone quick, call my broker up so that I may be one of the joiners of the Blackberry Revolution!

Ok ok, you got me. I have been told that Blackberries (er....Crackberries, right? Am I right?) were very helpful for major events such as 9/11 and Hurricane Katrina. That's great, I'm not here to say ALL Blackberries are evil, it isn't even the device itself that I am frustrated by, it is the people who use the Blackberries... I was discussing this with Joe, Andrew and of course Chris, probably over some double-deck pinochle and one too many Diet Pepsis (brown and bubbly, what kind of a tag line is that?). The Blackberry Phenomena is the next cell phone nuisance but coming at us with greater speed than anything else. Where I work, we don't endorse Blackberry usage officially since it doesn't run on Microsoft software. So it annoys me to no end when there are people in the office who whip out their Blackberries during meetings and conference calls when you know that the probability of the message being work-related is nil. Now in public, sure go ahead, do the Blackberry Prayer--but again, such as in the movie theater seeing the screens light up or the little beeping that someone just "forgot to turn off" whether it be from a Blackberry or not...........

AAAAAAAAAaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!

I digress. Maybe I should just shut up and go and conform and try one out--just to see if they are as great as everyone says they are.

This weekend should be an exciting one--we are going to participate in another Curling Bonspiel! Here's to not falling and having a great time.

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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

It's just Cream Cheese

Wow, it's been a while since I've said anything here. Comcast is not so evil anymore, my friend Andrew visited Seattle for a week and now has returned back to Alabama, my team at work went Curling and had a great time, and I've been to the grocery store so many times in the past couple of weeks I think the cashiers know my debit card number better than I do.

I've been to the store so often because I like to cook especially for people who like to eat. So when Andrew was in town, I had to of course go out and buy things for lunches and suppers and snacks and drinks and more drinks and more snacks, etc. The last evening that Andrew was in Seattle, we all went down to Federal Way to have dinner with Joe's parents. Joe's mom cooked up this extraordinary amount of food (made me regret having such a large lunch earlier in the day) and it was all very good. She also made this awesome cheesecake, and I say awesome because it wasn't this heavy-set baked overtly sweet and overdone cheesecake (ala Costco...). No no, in fact it was this light, smooth easy-to-eat cheesecake. I liked it so much she gave me the recipe, and this is where the cream cheese comes into play....

As I've been to the grocery store so many times, I go and I had been forgettnig to pick up..yes you guessed it, cream cheese to recreate this cheesecake. Last night, I go to the store yet AGAIN and I actually put the cream cheese into my basket. I go to the register, swipe the card and see the cream cheese get scanned. I drove home, unloaded the groceries and there is no cream cheese to be found anywhere. I look all over the house, no cream cheese. Go outside and retrace every step, no cream cheese. Look in my car, no cream cheese.

To not think about this cream cheese, I watched a Nova special about Amundsen's journey through the Northwest Passage. I even though about watching the Gold medal Men's Curling match again from the Olympics (DVR is good...).

Should I go to the store tonight? Hhmm. I know that Heather wants to try and have a Dick's Hamburger night (she is moving to LA next week!!)... I can stop by the store again.... :)

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