Video Games Are as Addictive as Work Say Scientists
Congradulate Jackson for getting a job at his local Circle K. Don't be like most of his friends and family who warn him of the risks of working as a convience store clerk, especially on Van Buren Street. It's his neighborhood. He's worked both as a security guard and as an arcade attendant. He knows what danger is. He needs discouragement after a year out of work like he needs a hole in his head. It's not like he's not still looking for another job in the meantime....
So I went and saw The Matrix Revolutions Wednesday after work with Kitty, Rusty, Trav, and Steve. Steve didn't get it (and was still confused when we talked Saturday night). The rest of the group understood the movie and claimed to have enjoyed it, but Rusty's understanding of the movie was different that that of Kitty and Trav. It was facinating to listen to their discussion of the movie afterwards while on our way to, at, and from Chili's. Some of the music in Matrix reminded me of other films, including MK. So, when I put the soundtrack in I noticed that the similiar sounding music is done by the same band, Juno Reactor. Now I know.
Bailey stopped by work on Thursday to pick up some maps. We chatted a bit, and he mentioned how he was losing two or three pounds a week since he cut soda pop from his diet. I'm wondering if that's what thinned me out. After all, I cut having a can of soda with each of my packed lunches at work last December. That was when I started losing weight according to everyone.
Friday we watched The Ring as further prep for Orpheus. The only one of us who had seen the film (Trav) and I were the only ones who didn't constantly talk throughout it. Its hard to immerse yourself into a horror movie if people are making annoying comments, comparisons to other genre movies, or lewd remarks to the characters. Despite all that, I figured it must have been a good movie in the theatres. I kind of wish I had seen it there instead. The horror factor must have been really high there. I wish more Lovecraftian horror reached the big screen.
Saturday we played Steve's game, but I don't think I recapped the previous session yet. Maybe I'll get to it later. We also played some Shadowfist afterwards.
Today both my mother and stepfather came to mass and the Paul's Cafe afterwards. Paul's Cafe had cowboy style burgers, cheese burgers, and dogs with Italian salad, cowboy beans, assorted Lay's potato chips, and fixin's. The bizarre thing is that they chose to sit in the back row during mass despite the fact that I have to sit near the front during a mass in which I am a lector. Then, during Paul's Cafe they chose to sit off in the corner by themselves. Whenever there's a Paul's Cafe I like to sit among parishoners I haven't met yet in order to socialise with people who are new to me. Socialising around food usually breaks down many of the barriers people put up in life. I know that they live out in the country away from people and that St Paul's is not their parish, but if they're going to come out here then the least they can do is attempt to socialise rather than marginalise themselves. *sigh*
Well, I guess I should go to bed. I'm not tired, but I recieved notice to trim the cedar and bouganvillae bushes to a mere five foot height as part of the Coutesy Fall Clean Up. They've made a trimmings dumpster available from teh 10th through 23rd, so I might as well get it out of the way asap. They want to read R&R#22 as requiring me to outsource the work, but I disagree and will do my own. It says, "Tenants will use only contractors who are fully insured, maintain workers compensation coverage on their employees, and are bonded to perform maintenance work..." That would seem to only apply to those who hire out the work. It does not seem to prohibit doing the work yourself, and it would be a shame to waste my tools and relatively free manpower. We'll see what happens.
Final Score: 52
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