Filed under: posts | Tags: Batman, Christian Bale, movies, sights & sounds, The Dark Knight
Batman has changed from the cartoon days, hasn’t it? He is no longer the cheeky, extremely square-jawed Bruce Wayne of the WB cartoons. Those were some great cartoons, but what a transformation we have seen.
Christian Bale’s rendition of the Dark Knight brings with it a raw, gritty and uber cool side to Batman. Though I was hesitant at first that the role of Joker was given to Heath Ledger, I cannot complain after seeing this trailer. If anything, he has the maniacal laugh down. Will he top the insanity of Jack Nicholson? We shall see…
Batman Begins to me, is the best comic book to big screen movie released so far. When that Joker card dropped at the end of Batman Begins, my heart swelled with great joy. Now, we are treated to one of the most entertaining hero/villain fights ever – let’s hope Bale and Ledger give us one to remember.
Enjoy and anticipate:
Filed under: posts | Tags: christmas, friends, invader zim, santa claus, sights & sounds
Hey guys,
I’ll be in the East during Christmas so here’s my Merry Christmas to y’all!
Have a good one folks!
Filed under: posts | Tags: cars, crime, dialogue, Evo, punks, school, self, society, vandalism
If you guys don’t know me that well, then you do not know the relationship I have with my car. The evo to me, is like what a dog is like to its owner. It’s reliable, proud and is always there for me when I need it. There’s nothing like boosting away the world’s problems. So when I tell you today some punk(s) keyed my passenger side door, it is akin to a parent just realizing someone had blinded their child with a pitchfork. Sure, life goes on, but does it really?!
For those in the car detailing know, there are two scratches from the key. One is just barely through to the color while the second, more bitterness-filled one goes right on into the primer. This means that either my car will look like it has tissue scars or my local body shop is getting a phone call. Nonetheless I will see what magic I can conjure up with paint touch-up pen before spending the repair bucks.
In my mind, I keep making up how this all went down:
(2) kids probably because one isn’t usually brave enough and has no one to show off to.
Kid 1: Hey [Bob, Joe, Francis, Kareem, Tayshawn, Soo-Kim, Cheng Jian, Kimberly, Collete*, Mary, Hasheem, Andre, Jose, Ivan, Peter], check it out! It’s a mother****** Evo!
Kid 2: Yeah [long list of possible names], probably some rich **** drives it around.
Kid 1: Yeah, f*** those guys. You know what?
Kid 2: Wha?
Kid 1: Watch this!
Kid 2: Oh, hell, you’re crazy man!
Kid 1: Haha, you know it!
*Evo violation*
*Silent Evo weeping*
Kid 1: F***, let’s get the f*** outta here!
Kid 2: **** *** ***** *** ** **** *** (I don’t know if you can string foul language this long consecutively, but I want to imagine you can)
*Runs away*
*This name is too awesome to be associated with this nonsense
Now, before the real mourning process can begin, I must take another final.
‘Tis all.
