Random Thoughts
Jul. 26th, 2003 10:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfie_chanThe other day, Alex and I were walking outside of Borders, and we happened to look in and spot a book entitled Zen Cooking. Alex's comment was, "If you cook a meal and nobody's there to eat it, is it properly seasoned?" I just found that amusing.
I was feeling quite random two days ago, and I told Alex that I believed that all writers/authors should refer to themselves with the "Royal We," as in, "We are not amused." My "logic" involved the fact that we writers have all these characters running around in our heads, and we have to speak for all of them. The trouble, of course, is getting all of these characters to get along and agree, particularly the ones that don't normally interact with each other.
Steamed milk with almond flavoring from Starbucks is yummy, and they don't seem to care if you take it into the theater in Tacoma. Alex, Jason and I went to see Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life last night, and the steamed milk helped me get through it. D'you want to see bad fanfiction on the big screen, including Mary Sue, BIG coincidences, and stunts that make you say, "Yeah, right!" If you do, watch this movie. If you don't, go watch something more interesting (like Pirates of the Carribean). Arrr.
I was complaining about the movie last night, and Jason said it was like Indiana Jones. I informed him that it was nothing like Indiana Jones, because Indiana Jones had Harrison Ford, who can actually act. This is a bummer for me, because the actress who plays Lara Croft was also the chick in Hackers, and I really liked her in that movie. Then Jason took me aside and explained why Tomb Raider was the way it was.
Jason, speaking in a kindly, fatherly way, explained that Tomb Raider was created for a young male demographic. As such, the movie has lots of explosions and crazy stuff like that. Also, Lara Croft has something that Indiana Jones will never have: "boobage." Yes, that was the word he used. ^_^;;
Alex expressed his disappointment in the movie because he's played most of the Tomb Raider games, and he likes them for the puzzle-solving. The movie shows Lara shooting and blowing up practically everything, while, in the first game, Lara kills only eight things in the first level. The rest is puzzles. Alex and Jason agreed, however, that most males playing a chase-plane game would rather look at a woman's backside than a man's. This, at least, is logical.
I was telling Jason that he should have a website devoted to his house. It's kind of a weird house. One room is filled entirely by computers in different states of working-ness, and apparently they're all connected into one giant supercomputer. He also owns a Linux pengin with a batlith (sp?) (Klingon weapon). Think of the fun digital pictures that would make.
So far, this has been a fun trip. Jason is still asleep, while Alex and I have hooked up our laptops to his network and are having nice, quiet fun this morning. Should go now, though. I think the psycho cats might come out of the closet soon.
I was feeling quite random two days ago, and I told Alex that I believed that all writers/authors should refer to themselves with the "Royal We," as in, "We are not amused." My "logic" involved the fact that we writers have all these characters running around in our heads, and we have to speak for all of them. The trouble, of course, is getting all of these characters to get along and agree, particularly the ones that don't normally interact with each other.
Steamed milk with almond flavoring from Starbucks is yummy, and they don't seem to care if you take it into the theater in Tacoma. Alex, Jason and I went to see Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life last night, and the steamed milk helped me get through it. D'you want to see bad fanfiction on the big screen, including Mary Sue, BIG coincidences, and stunts that make you say, "Yeah, right!" If you do, watch this movie. If you don't, go watch something more interesting (like Pirates of the Carribean). Arrr.
I was complaining about the movie last night, and Jason said it was like Indiana Jones. I informed him that it was nothing like Indiana Jones, because Indiana Jones had Harrison Ford, who can actually act. This is a bummer for me, because the actress who plays Lara Croft was also the chick in Hackers, and I really liked her in that movie. Then Jason took me aside and explained why Tomb Raider was the way it was.
Jason, speaking in a kindly, fatherly way, explained that Tomb Raider was created for a young male demographic. As such, the movie has lots of explosions and crazy stuff like that. Also, Lara Croft has something that Indiana Jones will never have: "boobage." Yes, that was the word he used. ^_^;;
Alex expressed his disappointment in the movie because he's played most of the Tomb Raider games, and he likes them for the puzzle-solving. The movie shows Lara shooting and blowing up practically everything, while, in the first game, Lara kills only eight things in the first level. The rest is puzzles. Alex and Jason agreed, however, that most males playing a chase-plane game would rather look at a woman's backside than a man's. This, at least, is logical.
I was telling Jason that he should have a website devoted to his house. It's kind of a weird house. One room is filled entirely by computers in different states of working-ness, and apparently they're all connected into one giant supercomputer. He also owns a Linux pengin with a batlith (sp?) (Klingon weapon). Think of the fun digital pictures that would make.
So far, this has been a fun trip. Jason is still asleep, while Alex and I have hooked up our laptops to his network and are having nice, quiet fun this morning. Should go now, though. I think the psycho cats might come out of the closet soon.
