Terrible Analogies

The blur that is the weekend doesn’t linger around long enough to wipe away the stink of the work week, but doing what I could with those fleeting hours that bookmark the drudgery of Monday to Friday I managed to:

Go running at my favorite training trail.  Me and my mutated right foot had a great time running the Ellie Lane trail at Iron Mountain.

Cleaned up the house.  In this picture, Nemesis takes up a defensive position to guard herself against her sworn enemy…the vacuum cleaner.

Started and completed the collected series of Concrete.  If you haven’t read Concrete, I highly suggest that you take a peek.  It’s one of the finest examples of independent comics from back in the day when the word “independent” really meant something.

Started and am now halfway through Chuck Palahniuk’s newest novel, Tell-All.  Man, that Hazie Coogan sure is one possessive, controlling woman.  If you’re an aging movie star, for God’s sake steer clear of her.

Got in a few sessions of running through all of the Cubes.  I geeked out hard on this, but I find it relaxing.

Played a round of Arkham Horror.  My poor investigators never stood a chance againt the onslaught of ancient horrors that infested the good town.  Chalk one up for the bad guys…

Watched a few movies from the collection.  Managed to squeeze in Green Zone (Bourne IV it is not), The Book Of Eli (chock full of post-apocalyptic goodness), and Shutter Island (this movie requires multiple viewings).

And to top it all off…bath time!

And that, my friends, was my weekend.  Hope yours was just as relaxing and enjoyable!

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Color me excited, but my son’s social security card arrived in the mail today:

Remember, you are not the contents of your wallet.

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Karin and I were enjoying a quiet evening at home on the couch watching the movie Eagle Eye.  Nearly an hour into the movie, when the (blank) reveals to (blank) that his life is (blank, blank, blankety blank…I’m not gonna ruin in for you), this quickly flashed on the screen:

Wow…apparently some of Jerry Shaw’s favorite movies include The Big Lebowski, Donnie Darko, The Usual Suspects, Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind (you’ve seen this film…right?), Office Space, Full Metal Jacket, and…Fight Club.  Not only was Fight Club listed, they used an image of the first DVD pressing.  Nice touch.

I’m an absolute slave to this film, and if I didn’t mention this sighting I’d have to turn in my Cool Kids Club card, and man…I wouldn’t want to do that.  After all, they serve hot ham-and-cheese sandwiches on Wednesdays for lunch…

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You’ll excuse me if this post seems short, curt, and stunted.  Ya see, I’m busy reading Chuck Palahniuk’s newest book Pigmy.  If you keep up with the works of Chuck (Survivor, Choke, Rant, Snuff, etc…), then you know exactly the type of ride he offers.  Once you’re on, baby, you’re on until the damn thing ultimately jumps the tracks and explodes into flaming, smoldering bits of regret and sickening, grating remorse.

Chuck has the unique ability to make life seem so dangerously simply and absolutely unavoidable.

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“I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who’ve ever lived.  I see all this potential.  And I see it squandered.  Goddamn it, an entire generation pumping gas. Waiting tables. Slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes. Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.  We’re the middle children of history.  No purpose or place.  We have no Great War.  No Great Depression.  Our great war is a spiritual war.  Our great depression is our lives.  We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars.  But we won’t.  We’re slowly learning that fact.  And we’re very, very pissed off.”  

                                                                                              - Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk

I’m glad to see that Tyler Durden is still around, but the irony of his promoting a product seems to go against the very nature and spirit of the character.

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