:: It is not within me to be silent ::
Semi-regular filthy-minded misogynist rants coupled with philosophical treastises into the nature or gender politics. Though I'm not always right, I'm very rarely wrong.
Monday, October 20, 2003 ::
Feel free to caption this! My caption: Me and Bruce Campbell! Also Dave, but he's not important!
Here, bruce is describing the largest burger he's ever eaten. I also like "Bruce's rendition of Itsy Bitsy Spider was far scarier than I thought."
Here, Bruce is telling the cameraman, Shop Smart, Shop S-Mart. Or "Bruce is just about to pull a Sean Penn and punch out the guy with the camera."
Don't forget to read about my wonderful weekend and how I managed to get a picture with world famous.. er.. famous actor Bruce Campbell! He was in Xena! And uh.. Serving Sara! Hudsucker proxy! And of course, Evil Dead movies.
For those of you not sure of his Campbellness, here you have it:
:: Paul 11:30:00 PM [+] ::
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8 days until Judgment Day.
Anyone curious about how my dad looks like in comparison to me? See the resemblence?
so Paul, how was your weekend? Well, I started it with 200.00 Friday night.
My ex-girlfriend Carrie, also known as sparks girl and her friend and mine, Hillary came to visit. We watched Angel on DVD, good stuff, and we ate Arbys. I will speak more of my Arbys later, in my bitch of the day. I was ready to let the two of them have my bed whilst I took the floor or my chair, however, Hillary bunked on the floor while Carrie laid in my bed. She then told me that she expected me to join her. What can I say? No? Not on your life. Nothing happened that night except some late night pelvic thrusting, from, you know, dreams. The next morning while Hillary was in the shower however, a gentleman shall not reveal.
But herein lies another issue. Carrie and I lived together for 6 years. We had a great relationship until she ah.. gained a bit of weight and told me that she would move for a geology job. And by move, I mean anywhere. This, I could not compromise on, because I love MIchigan and want to stay here with my family and friends. She does too, but she has to think of her career. So, we broke up. I do still love her, I always will, and there are sparks, but the fires for her burn low, as they are not stoked regularly. She lives 3 hours away. We see one another maybe 4-6 days out of the month. I need more than that, because I'm needy. But in a good way.
New girl is take charge, which I appreciate, but she's moving kinda fast, which I'm not sure I appreciate. I don't want to hurry, hurry, hurry, I did that with Evil girl and with M the wonderful, whom I loved. So I don't want to end up falling in love and hurt... again. I'm such a pansy. However, I'm beginning to think that I shouldn't deprive the women of the world of my greatness.
On to Saturday, which was one of the greatest days of my life! We woke up early, and went to the Motor City Comic-Con, where I got to meet Kurt Busiek, great writer, however I started stuttering when I tried talking to him. I get that way in the presence of greatness. I got lots of signatures and spent about... oh... 130.00 on comics. Is that too much, do you think? It was a TON of fun, and I've earmarked other things I need to add to my collection, like Legend of the Super Heroes, Invader Zim, and The Galaxy Rangers! I am such a fanboy. And I bought Carrie a fantastic piece of comic book art from a guy named Andy Lee, a ZEN ARTIST. Check out his website, www.findandy.com it's fantastic! I got her a Harley Quinn. I just wish I would have asked him for an Optimus Prime.
That night, however, was the best one in a LONG TIME. I got to meet... drumroll please. BRUCE CAMPBELL of Evil Dead fame! He was promoting his new movie Bubba Ho-tep in his home town of Royal Oak, Michigan, where he grew up. He was hilarious! He brought his parents with him. I got my picture with him, which I shall post up here when I get them developed. The movie, written by Joe R. Lansdale, famed horror and comic book writer, directed by Don Coscarelli, famed (or infamous) director of Phantasm. It was slow at the beginning, too slow, but the ending was fantastic and funny. It had a lot of emotion, too. And Bruce (he lets me call him Bruce) as an Old Elvis was really funny. As was Ossie Davis as JFK.
That night we watched more Angel, ate Thai and went to bed. That was very nice, too.
Sunday I went to 3 places. One, a cool market near my house where I can buy SHALLOTS! I spent so long looking for these fantastic tasting little bastards and they were right around the corner. Also available: Truffle Olive Oil. Which sounds so tasty, I'm buying some this week. At the bread store, I bought some pizza bread but tomorrow, supposedly, they'll fresh bake me a potato, cheese and chive bread! Hahaha! I am so great! Envy my power over cooks!
Then, we went to Lynch's. Apparently, this is a costume shop. Man, do I look good in period clothing! Maybe it's the studious nature, my natural ability to look like an accountant, but I was a fantastic 1800's man. Very dapper, including the lace at my neck. I looked GOOD! I wish I had taken pictures of it. I need a digital camera SO BADLY. It's the only thing I really, really want. If my dad gives me money for my birthday, I'm depositing it and getting myself a Digital.
As of today, I have 4.00 in my wallet. Remember. Started with 200.00.
Bitch of the day:
Why do they call it fast food? Sure, it was late, and we got there 20 minutes before Arby's closed. They could have turned us away, but no, they took our order. When I used to work at Little Caesars Pizza, we would stay open till 10-20 minutes after our posted hours, to make sure we took care of everyone. Sometimes an HOUR later, depending. And we did it quickly and happily. Yet, when I go to other places, why in the hell is it so difficult for them to do the same? It's supposed to be fast food, yet we sat there waiting for about 20 minutes before we recieved anything. And I bet that had the manager not been there, we would probably have left to go elsewhere and get the food. What happened to costomer service? Are they offering US a service, not vice versa? That is a crock of shit!
Question Three. Honestly, if this place is any indication, I didn't have much creativity to start with. Paxil can't affect what isn't there. However, the good side effect, ie. sexual in nature, far outweigh any bad ones. Man, do they ever.
:: Paul 4:35:00 PM [+] ::
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