My Top/Most Visited Web Sites/Blogs of ‘08

10.) Perez Hilton

9.) Stereogum

8.) Cardinal Cave/Foggy

7.) The International Movie Database (IMDB)

6.) Rotten Tomatoes

5.) CNN

4.) Waco, Nowhere

3.) Digg

2.) Facebook

1.) The Pirate Bay

Apparently if you take a pepto chewable tablet before you go to bed, you will wake up with a black tongue.

Sickest thing.

Theoretical Question…

If some one was to say to you “(Your name), tomorrow is casual dress day, but it is also opposite day” what would you do? (dress like/wear)

This is Long Over Due

Tonight I am going to compose some sort of list, or archive in which I will document all the movies and books I lend to others. I will also make a list for the ones I am lent to be perfectly fair.

This may be totally unnecessary, but it sure makes me feel productive. (and organized)

Question…

What is prayer? Just simply talking to God? I like to think so, but growing up, and the way it seems we are taught these days, prayer is merely used to ask for something.

Also, is prayer only effective after conversion, or becoming a “Christian?”

This might call for just a personal view, but either way I would like to hear what you think.

Fyodor, why must you decay my persistence?

OK, I have read several of Dostoevsky’s short stories, a novella or two, and one of his shorter novels. Now I am ready to tackle Goliath. I’m finally going after The Brothers Karamazov. Every where I turn, I hear how this book has changed some one’s life, or changed the way they look at literature. So, taking that into consideration, I think I’m ready to take it on.
I have one problem, and I don’t know how I am going to say this without sounding like a complete ninny, but…. LARGE books intimidate me. There. I said it. They intimidate me. That isn’t to say that I won’t read them though, because my favorite book of all time (“East of Eden”) was over 650 pages. It’s just that at some point I feel like they become a burden. (Even when they really aren’t)
So I guess my question for some one who has read it would be, how do I read something like The Brothers K without feeling like its a chore to finish it?
I understand that its a personal thing, and that the only way to do something like reading a book, is to really want to do it, but other than that, any advice on this book in particular, or any book, would be greatly appreciated.

I’m still here, I promise.
I haven’t lost interest in writing here, if thats what some of you are wondering… I’ve just been doing a lot of other things that are taking up space in my feeble mind.
I’ve got movies and books lined up like whoa that are way over due.
That’s how I’m spending my time these days. Other than work, I read a book, or watch a movie, or go to bed. (If I can sleep that is.)

Oh John…

This is a repost, but I just felt so clever and witty when I posted it that I can’t help but post it again. It may have something to do with the lonesomeness in the song, and the childish look on Steinbeck’s face that simply says “I miss you.”

I got a house full of walls
And utility bills, every Monday the company calls
I got a nice bed to sleep on
And a chest of drawers, where I keep those dreams of yours

Cause you’re always mine to keep when you’re gone
Two silvers rings, one’s on my finger and the other one’s gone
Went underground with you, oh John

Ten years pass
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
Through that window you never fixed, the door you never latched

But you were on your way out the last time…

Cause you are always mine to keep when you’re gone
Two silvers rings, one’s on my finger and the other one’s gone
Went underground with you, oh John

I knew what you were doing
That summer when Candie came around
But I had too much hurt to bother you
When we lost our first child I thought a little pain was overdue

And I wanted you so bad…

Cause you are always mine to keep when you’re gone
Two silvers rings, one’s on my finger and the other one’s gone
Went underground with you, oh John

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you…

Oh John….

Watchmen

I’ll be honest, I’m one of those guys who had never even heard of this graphic novel until I saw the movie trailer, which probably constitutes me “jumping on the band wagon,” and I’m OK with that. I don’t care, because it is one of the best stories I have ever read, and I’m just glad I found it at all.
Watchmen isn’t like most comic book, super hero stories. It really compares to Christopher Nolan’s most recent adaptions of The Batman series in that it deals deeply with the human emotions and experience. It is very dark. Very real. I guess you can say I have a “thing” for these newer installments of super heros and masked heros stories who have to battle their own inner anguish and turmoil before saving the day. Very Skywalkeresque. Diggin’ it. I think thats all I have to say about that. (haha)

In other news, I got a cat. I realize not everyone likes cats, and we all have our issues with them, but I love them. and my kitty is super krunk. Come to think of it, I think just about every story I have ever heard of some one not liking a cat was because the cat peed on them, or scratched them, or they are just stupid, when dogs do the same thing. Don’t get me wrong, I like dogs. (I guess) just other people’s dogs. Eh, to each his own.