madro's blog
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Wow, it has been a long time since I've been here.
Wow.
Go look at my flickr page.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/madro21/
okay i'm done now
Wow.
Go look at my flickr page.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/madro21/
okay i'm done now
Thursday, August 31, 2006
So it is late Thursday night and I wanted to update, yet have nothing to say. At least I'm here.
I'm taking my nephew to the NASCAR races this weekend, free of charge thanks to my job. A nice perk especially since I didnt' expect it. My nephew should get a kick out of it, race cars are cool. Very cool when you're seven. Okay I'm done now.
I'm taking my nephew to the NASCAR races this weekend, free of charge thanks to my job. A nice perk especially since I didnt' expect it. My nephew should get a kick out of it, race cars are cool. Very cool when you're seven. Okay I'm done now.
Monday, August 28, 2006
So it's August of '06 and I haven't been here in since December of '04. Long fucking time. Ahh, it is so much fun to write fuck. Anyways;
I'm older, your older, life goes on, and you are reading this. All zero percent of the world population that is. But I should update this more often. Can be fun to just chat about nothing.
I really dig girls who sing. Whether they are good or not, I like it. Especially that sexy, sultry piano bar voice. And higher tone stuff I hear in the Trance albums I like. To have a woman sing me to sleep would be wonderful.
Anyway that's all you get today.
I'm older, your older, life goes on, and you are reading this. All zero percent of the world population that is. But I should update this more often. Can be fun to just chat about nothing.
I really dig girls who sing. Whether they are good or not, I like it. Especially that sexy, sultry piano bar voice. And higher tone stuff I hear in the Trance albums I like. To have a woman sing me to sleep would be wonderful.
Anyway that's all you get today.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
So it's been seven or so months since I've updated this thing, so yes I suck ass.
Funny how times change (cliche!) things, but I've gotten a promotion at my work. Full time, better pay, an actual career. I work a lot now, 50 plus hours a week when before I had to try to get half that.
I bought a car, in the process of building a monster of a computer, and I just got cash in my bank account.
Weird. I used to scrape by with my bike, the bus, and the 99 cent store. I used to be cheap from necessity, now I'm just a cheap bastard.
Oh well. Can't win them all. (cliche!)
Funny how times change (cliche!) things, but I've gotten a promotion at my work. Full time, better pay, an actual career. I work a lot now, 50 plus hours a week when before I had to try to get half that.
I bought a car, in the process of building a monster of a computer, and I just got cash in my bank account.
Weird. I used to scrape by with my bike, the bus, and the 99 cent store. I used to be cheap from necessity, now I'm just a cheap bastard.
Oh well. Can't win them all. (cliche!)
Thursday, April 29, 2004
Learn your Ninja Clan at the
Ninja Burger website.
opps, the link broke 16 months later, what a surprise.
Friday, March 19, 2004
I love movies. I just saw Eternal Sunshine in the Spotless Mind and damn if it wasn't good. I was expecting good and I got great. All around good, all around great.
It made me care about the characters so much that I was hoping for the happy ending I knew was coming (this is hollywood). The characters and situations reminded me of my past relationships and all the things I like about being in love, all the good things about a relationship, especially when it is fresh.
I'm not sure if I can really get in depth here, my mind is still a bit jumbled about.
On a completely unrelated note, I hate waiting by myself. So fucking boring. When all you have is your mind and wit to entertain yourself is a bad time. I admit I have a pretty active imagination but still, waiting sucks. A lot.
Carrey does have a great line in the movie, "would you just wait awhile?"
Works perfectly. Damn that movie was good.
It made me care about the characters so much that I was hoping for the happy ending I knew was coming (this is hollywood). The characters and situations reminded me of my past relationships and all the things I like about being in love, all the good things about a relationship, especially when it is fresh.
I'm not sure if I can really get in depth here, my mind is still a bit jumbled about.
On a completely unrelated note, I hate waiting by myself. So fucking boring. When all you have is your mind and wit to entertain yourself is a bad time. I admit I have a pretty active imagination but still, waiting sucks. A lot.
Carrey does have a great line in the movie, "would you just wait awhile?"
Works perfectly. Damn that movie was good.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
It's Wednesday and it's hot in Southern California. I like it much better when it is 65 out.
Not much going on, an epidemic around here, so I don't really know what to write about.
(Stares at monitor and keyboard, blank look on face)
At least some of the stuff I have ordered is finally shipping. Get a new fan for my processor soon and Unreal Tour. comes out next week. Really looking forward to that, I really love that Onslaught. Not just a attack the base game, you really have to dominate the whole map to win the game. The assault mode is always fun as well, and frankly vehicles always kick ass. Nothing quite like running someone down from behind with that jeep that's in the game. Loads of fun.
Hopefully with the new fan I can overclock my cpu a bit to speed up and beautify UT2004 once I install it.
Here's to hope, a wonderful thing.
Not much going on, an epidemic around here, so I don't really know what to write about.
(Stares at monitor and keyboard, blank look on face)
At least some of the stuff I have ordered is finally shipping. Get a new fan for my processor soon and Unreal Tour. comes out next week. Really looking forward to that, I really love that Onslaught. Not just a attack the base game, you really have to dominate the whole map to win the game. The assault mode is always fun as well, and frankly vehicles always kick ass. Nothing quite like running someone down from behind with that jeep that's in the game. Loads of fun.
Hopefully with the new fan I can overclock my cpu a bit to speed up and beautify UT2004 once I install it.
Here's to hope, a wonderful thing.
Sunday, March 07, 2004
Been sick yesterday and today. Had a miserable time sleeping last night. Woke up at 6:30 this morning after waking up at 2 and 4. Went and got some orange juice and finished a gallon myself today. Now I'm tired of OJ. My next poop is going to be orange.
And that about covers my day. I took two naps and watched TV. Very boring.
Watched Equilibrium yesterday and I rather enjoyed it. Funny how a lack of emotion can make someone cry at the simplest things. It makes sense, yet is always overdone in movies in general. But the movie was good, lots of action, yet all very quick with interesting stuff in between. If you're not bored when there aren't gunshots then you are probably watching a good action movie.
I need more sleep. My body feels depleted, run down. Okay then sleep time.
What an insightful post.
And that about covers my day. I took two naps and watched TV. Very boring.
Watched Equilibrium yesterday and I rather enjoyed it. Funny how a lack of emotion can make someone cry at the simplest things. It makes sense, yet is always overdone in movies in general. But the movie was good, lots of action, yet all very quick with interesting stuff in between. If you're not bored when there aren't gunshots then you are probably watching a good action movie.
I need more sleep. My body feels depleted, run down. Okay then sleep time.
What an insightful post.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
It's Thursday, it's late and I have to get up for work in four hours. Why am I here? So the zero people reading this can be happy I posted again.
On that note I miss having TiVo. And cable, but I really just miss having the ability to pause and record shows. Didn't have to abide by the TV's schedule, could set my own schedule.
And I FUCKING hate commercials. Useless propaganda. Like most of the shit we see every day and take for granted as advertising, no folks, propaganda.
Do I need to get married, buy a house, raise a family, drive an SUV, and all the other crap that is spewed out at us everywhere we look or listen.
No.
Do what you want.
I want a house, because apartments suck. I don't like listening to my neighbors closing doors or vacuuming. I want my own walls.
I don't know where this is going, I need to sleep.
On that note I miss having TiVo. And cable, but I really just miss having the ability to pause and record shows. Didn't have to abide by the TV's schedule, could set my own schedule.
And I FUCKING hate commercials. Useless propaganda. Like most of the shit we see every day and take for granted as advertising, no folks, propaganda.
Do I need to get married, buy a house, raise a family, drive an SUV, and all the other crap that is spewed out at us everywhere we look or listen.
No.
Do what you want.
I want a house, because apartments suck. I don't like listening to my neighbors closing doors or vacuuming. I want my own walls.
I don't know where this is going, I need to sleep.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I need to take a shower and I'm sleepy. I really don't know what to write today, just trying to be good with my claim to myself that I will update this thing at least five times a week. I'm shooting for once a day, but we'll see.
Granted, no one is reading this, but hey, that's cool.
Don't know if I want anybody reading this fucking thing. Well I do, I just wanted to say fuck.
It rained on me this morning going to work, I might have missed out on a big promotion at work, and I got passed by four busses today on the way home. A very "ich" day. Not bad, just "ich."
I did order some stuff with my tax return money last night and two good games come out in two weeks, so shit ain't that bad.
Just want to start a new day though, new days are always full of possibilities.
Being cheerful is fucking stupid. Fuck that.
Granted, no one is reading this, but hey, that's cool.
Don't know if I want anybody reading this fucking thing. Well I do, I just wanted to say fuck.
It rained on me this morning going to work, I might have missed out on a big promotion at work, and I got passed by four busses today on the way home. A very "ich" day. Not bad, just "ich."
I did order some stuff with my tax return money last night and two good games come out in two weeks, so shit ain't that bad.
Just want to start a new day though, new days are always full of possibilities.
Being cheerful is fucking stupid. Fuck that.
Monday, March 01, 2004
The Passion of the Christ of the Gibson of the Media craze of the Movie of the Obscene amout of money made over the weekend of the Really long title.
I was ultimately disappointed with the Passion as a film, a man getting beaten for an hour and a half and then dying is not much of a story. No story really, just lots of symbolism. The flashbacks, the only real character interaction, are well done and sorely needy to mediate on the constant beating.
Technically, the movie is great. Looking like a moving painting with some exquisite framing and camera movements I enjoyed just looking at it. When the two Mary(s) are cleaning up JC blood with the white clothes I was awed. The camera slowly pulled back as Mary the mother was on her hands and knees wiping up as much of the blood as possible. The shots during the flaying of the Romans administering the beating were well done, a little over the top in terms of acting and meaning, but still good, along with all the makeup and gore effects.
I don't know what else to say. The anti-semetism stuff is silly, it isn't there. JC accepts his fate and gives himself up. Physically the Jews may have killed him, but JC could have easily escaped and gone on to preach another day. He died for humanity (if you believe in that stuff my religious beliefs, or lack of, do not) of his own choice.
And I don't fault the Jews for wanting to kill him. JC was preaching about establishing a relationship between yourself and god, forgetting the temple and church. The High Priests depicted in the film would have lost control of the people and their power and their money if no one came to the temple and just prayed by themselves.
JC was an insurgent, a revolutionary. A terroist if you will. But since he won (this is sorta-sarcasm) the history books write him as being correct. I'm not saying he is or isn't correct, that's for you and your faith to decide, but this anti-semetism shit that has been clogging the airwaves and print for the last six months is BULLSHIT.
A BIG FUCKING WAD OF BULLSHIT AS HIGH AS MY KNEE. The top of my knee.
Oh yeah, I got my tax return a couple days ago so yay for me. DVDs and PC games are mine again. I like having money.
I was ultimately disappointed with the Passion as a film, a man getting beaten for an hour and a half and then dying is not much of a story. No story really, just lots of symbolism. The flashbacks, the only real character interaction, are well done and sorely needy to mediate on the constant beating.
Technically, the movie is great. Looking like a moving painting with some exquisite framing and camera movements I enjoyed just looking at it. When the two Mary(s) are cleaning up JC blood with the white clothes I was awed. The camera slowly pulled back as Mary the mother was on her hands and knees wiping up as much of the blood as possible. The shots during the flaying of the Romans administering the beating were well done, a little over the top in terms of acting and meaning, but still good, along with all the makeup and gore effects.
I don't know what else to say. The anti-semetism stuff is silly, it isn't there. JC accepts his fate and gives himself up. Physically the Jews may have killed him, but JC could have easily escaped and gone on to preach another day. He died for humanity (if you believe in that stuff my religious beliefs, or lack of, do not) of his own choice.
And I don't fault the Jews for wanting to kill him. JC was preaching about establishing a relationship between yourself and god, forgetting the temple and church. The High Priests depicted in the film would have lost control of the people and their power and their money if no one came to the temple and just prayed by themselves.
JC was an insurgent, a revolutionary. A terroist if you will. But since he won (this is sorta-sarcasm) the history books write him as being correct. I'm not saying he is or isn't correct, that's for you and your faith to decide, but this anti-semetism shit that has been clogging the airwaves and print for the last six months is BULLSHIT.
A BIG FUCKING WAD OF BULLSHIT AS HIGH AS MY KNEE. The top of my knee.
Oh yeah, I got my tax return a couple days ago so yay for me. DVDs and PC games are mine again. I like having money.
Sunday, February 29, 2004
The Oscars just ended and goddamn did LOTR just sweep the fuck out of it. Good for the film, good for the trilogy. The first film is arguably the best because it was really the hardest to make because of the real lack of action scenes and all the exposition set up. I liked and enjoyed ROTK but felt that more people should have died. Legolas or one of the hobbits (Gimli is FUNNY, no death for him) should have kicked the bucket. I know, I know it didn't happen in the book so they couldn't do it in the movie, but it still would have kicked ass to see some more death scenes.
Otherwise, don't really have any complaints about who the awards went to. No real surprises this year, although it would have been nice if Zelleweger had not won but oh well, just happy Cold Mountain wasn't in the running.
Saw the Passion last Wednesday, I'll post on it tomorrow. Cause I realized that I suck as far as this blog goes and that a good blog links to this shit and I am embarrased.
Gonna go play Unreal 2004, see ya.
Otherwise, don't really have any complaints about who the awards went to. No real surprises this year, although it would have been nice if Zelleweger had not won but oh well, just happy Cold Mountain wasn't in the running.
Saw the Passion last Wednesday, I'll post on it tomorrow. Cause I realized that I suck as far as this blog goes and that a good blog links to this shit and I am embarrased.
Gonna go play Unreal 2004, see ya.
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Something interesting I found today, easy to cut and paste, and decades since I have posted here. I suck.
| What Irrational Number Are You? | |||
You are e Of all the irrational numbers, you are the most intense. By nature you are powerful, although sometimes you can spiral out of control. You are good with money; the interest seems to just compound whenever you are near. When someone uses the word "exponential" they are probably talking about you. In some ways you and φ are a nearly perfect match. Not to mention how attractive φ is. But then, there is the remarkable π... Your lucky number is approximately 2.71828183 | |||
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Saturday, September 20, 2003
Couldn't sleep so I decided to rant instead.
Celebrities don’t exist to you and me. Case in point the much-hyped FHM and Maxim 100 hottest women in the world lists. Now I like looking at beautiful scantily clad women as much as the next heterosexual guy but there is a fundamental problem with these lists and their generation.
I don’t live in the celebrities’ world. And neither do 99% percent of the rest of you. So yeah, Halle Berry is beautiful but there is an infinitely small chance of me meeting her, let alone dating and or even touching the women. So these 100 hottest women in the world lists? To George Clooney maybe, dude has his pick. To me? No.
My 100 hottest women would be random women I see during the days or months or years of my life. Girls I’ve dated would be on the list, along with Gillian Anderson of X-Files fame since I saw her in a record store once. No Halle Berry or Jessica Alba or Cameron Diaz or Britney Spears or any of the other women on those lists. They exist in a world separate from my own that I’m probably never going to inhabit.
My world is my work, the commute, the mall, and cute girls I see working the grocery store by my apartment. Girls I could actually see with my own eyes on a regular basis, women I could actually approach.
Celebrities exist in a whole other world that is separate from our own. They exist because we need them as something to watch, we love watching, and laugh at or cry with. We need celebrities as a lifestyle to dream about, to strive towards. Rich, famous, beautiful, an American dream. They are artists, most, pursuing the work and entertaining us, but outside of the television or radio or movie screen they don’t exist. We don’t know them nor do we ever get to meet them, majority wise at least.
Celebrities don’t exist to you and me. Case in point the much-hyped FHM and Maxim 100 hottest women in the world lists. Now I like looking at beautiful scantily clad women as much as the next heterosexual guy but there is a fundamental problem with these lists and their generation.
I don’t live in the celebrities’ world. And neither do 99% percent of the rest of you. So yeah, Halle Berry is beautiful but there is an infinitely small chance of me meeting her, let alone dating and or even touching the women. So these 100 hottest women in the world lists? To George Clooney maybe, dude has his pick. To me? No.
My 100 hottest women would be random women I see during the days or months or years of my life. Girls I’ve dated would be on the list, along with Gillian Anderson of X-Files fame since I saw her in a record store once. No Halle Berry or Jessica Alba or Cameron Diaz or Britney Spears or any of the other women on those lists. They exist in a world separate from my own that I’m probably never going to inhabit.
My world is my work, the commute, the mall, and cute girls I see working the grocery store by my apartment. Girls I could actually see with my own eyes on a regular basis, women I could actually approach.
Celebrities exist in a whole other world that is separate from our own. They exist because we need them as something to watch, we love watching, and laugh at or cry with. We need celebrities as a lifestyle to dream about, to strive towards. Rich, famous, beautiful, an American dream. They are artists, most, pursuing the work and entertaining us, but outside of the television or radio or movie screen they don’t exist. We don’t know them nor do we ever get to meet them, majority wise at least.
Friday, September 19, 2003
Spent time reading this tonight. Mr. Bitter is a good writer and is very good at fueling his anger in a positve diredtion, writing.
Anyway, it's been awhile since I've posted but my life is boring so nothing much happens. Going to see Scarface tomorrow and I will try to post on sunday what I thought, it will be the first time for me to see it on the big screen, let alone in widescreen.
Why do ex-girlfriends try to keep ex-boyfriends around as friends? (Small disclaimer, talking about my ex) Do women need to constantly need to improve their self-esteem by surrounding themselves with men who at one time desired them, and who said women think still pine for them????
Fuck that shit. I'm tired of my ex showing up when she wants to lord over me with how she is happy, skinnier, and has some new man.
Personally I liked her with a little bit of meat on her bones. Being able to see a women's hip bones is not pleasurable. Ick.
Case in point, Cameron Diaz. Watch The Mask and tell me Cameron Diaz looks better now. She does not. She had curves for days back then on her first film. Side note, I hate Charlie's Angels. Don't like Lucy Liu either.
But enough of that. Maybe tomorrow I shall to post my rant on why celebrities don't really exist. Need to do some work on that before it's ready to post.
Sleep now. Work comes too early in the morning.
Anyway, it's been awhile since I've posted but my life is boring so nothing much happens. Going to see Scarface tomorrow and I will try to post on sunday what I thought, it will be the first time for me to see it on the big screen, let alone in widescreen.
Why do ex-girlfriends try to keep ex-boyfriends around as friends? (Small disclaimer, talking about my ex) Do women need to constantly need to improve their self-esteem by surrounding themselves with men who at one time desired them, and who said women think still pine for them????
Fuck that shit. I'm tired of my ex showing up when she wants to lord over me with how she is happy, skinnier, and has some new man.
Personally I liked her with a little bit of meat on her bones. Being able to see a women's hip bones is not pleasurable. Ick.
Case in point, Cameron Diaz. Watch The Mask and tell me Cameron Diaz looks better now. She does not. She had curves for days back then on her first film. Side note, I hate Charlie's Angels. Don't like Lucy Liu either.
But enough of that. Maybe tomorrow I shall to post my rant on why celebrities don't really exist. Need to do some work on that before it's ready to post.
Sleep now. Work comes too early in the morning.
