Monthly Archive for August, 2005

Chance Encounters Lead To…

Published on 31 August 2005 in Journal. 7 Comments Tags: , , , , .

I’m in the middle of composing backlogged blog entries on various recent events, including a full report on B’s visit, my new apartment, and the biorobotics lab’s trip to Cedar Point, but I have to take a moment to shamelessly advertise recount tonight’s adventure.

Sunday night included a trip to my uni’s Film Society to see a free screening of Casablanca, a tradition here. For newer readers, I should note that I’m a Film Soc junkie. Mark, Jessica, and I are there nearly every week, sometimes twice in a weekend. As a draw for their later showings (which are not free), Film Soc had a select number of seats with passes to a free advanced screening of Serenity to give away. My group didn’t win any, but, as one of the directors of Film Soc passed me in the aisle, she handed me a fistful of passes, saying, “You guys are here every week. You’re awesome!”

Not one to pass up a free movie, my friends and I went to the theater tonight. Before I continue, allow me to assure you that there are NO SPOILERS here.

Serenity - Go see it

I fully admit that I did not have high hopes for this movie at all. I was never the least bit impressed or interested in Joss Whedon’s other work (Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel primarily). To be honest, I found–and still find–them to be out-and-out bad. I’d never seen a single episode of Firefly, and, though I could tell you a couple of names, I knew nothing about the characters or story.

But this movie was awesome. As Mark put it, this is what the Star Wars prequels should have been. I’m not going to claim complete obsession or undying love to the movie/series, but I’m definitely borrowing a friend’s copy of the DVDs and giving this a serious chance.

The movie comes out in theaters September 30th. Don’t judge it by the trailer. Go see it.

24 Hours 10 Minutes And Counting

Published on 18 August 2005 in Journal. 0 Comments Tags: , , .

In a little more than twenty-four hours, I get to take a break from the hectic rat race that’s been my life recently (or is that always?) in order to welcome a special guest. About two-and-a-half years ago, through our mutual friend Lindsey, I met Bangladesh. (Yes, these two are my rather silent co-bloggers here.) At the time, we were both suffering similar health problems, and I have no doubt that helped us become fast friends despite the distance between Cleveland and Dublin. We’ve come a long way since then–among other things, B’s traveled the length of Asia and I’ve been branded a “revolutionary” due to my involvement in programs at my university–and throughout that time we’ve been in touch through our blogs, e-mails, IM chats, and even snail mail. During the school year, my bulletin board and door are covered in postcards from my friends overseas, and, if I counted, I’d estimate that a good 70% of those come from Lindsey and B. They’re the sort of friends I never expected to find via the Internet, but I’m thankful every day that I have.

Tomorrow evening B and I will meet in person for the first time. My only question is whether I should spend part of tomorrow making a silly sign to hold up at airport. Whether I do or not, you can all expect reports on our activities, complete with photos. Lots of photos. And it’s even possible that I’ll prompt her into making her first post here.

In short: I can’t wait.

Misheard Lyrics

Published on 17 August 2005 in Asides. 6 Comments Tags: , .

Every single time that I hear Mark Geary‘s song “Morphine”, I swear that the line Your sulpher kiss is, in fact, Your soul forgets. Every time.

Also, when I was kid and I was too lazy to read the hymnal, I always sang How great Thy heart instead of How great Thou art. Where I got the long i sound is truly beyond me. I was a strange child, what with the running around coffee tables in order to fly and the hiding under computer desks for fun.

What lyrics do you always mishear?