Most of my posts these days are after the switchover to the next day. So I just want to make sure you guys know that I am posting on the previous day, and I am not, contrary to popular belief, a psychic.
I went to the International Spy Museum today, and I think it was only called that because the "International Lameass Museum" and the "International Ripoff Museum" were both taken (incidentally, I think they are both in central Kansas). That museum would have been really cool had it been free. But the damn thing cost $11 a person, and if you don't pre-order a ticket (for $2 extra), you have to wait in a two hour line outside. Inside, there's some cool, Bond-style stuff at first, and the history of spies is an interesting read, but after a while, it just becomes a Cold War museum, which does not carry nearly the same appeal as a spy museum. And did I mention the $11 ticket cost? I say, save yourself the money and the hassle and watch re-runs of a few 60s spy shows and a Bond flick. It probably takes less time, anyway.

I saw Catch Me If You Can tonight. It wasn't a bad movie, but I feel like all the hype I've been hearing about it was largely unmerited. I mean, it was an amusing movie and all, but I've seen much better movies get much worse reviews. I know that reviews are only one person's opinion, but I just don't get it. I felt the same way when I saw Ocean's Eleven the first time, and now it's on my wish list, so maybe it's just a matter of seeing it more than once. I'd also heard a lot about Christopher Walken's amazing performance, and I really didn't catch that, either. Oh well, it was a good movie, go see it if you've already seen The Two Towers and aren't doing anything else.

I don't know what the Actor's Studio with James Lipton is, but apparently everyone but me watches it, and well over half the stand-up comedians on the planet, including some in remote parts of Zaire, feel the need to make fun of it. I can't imagine it's as bad as it sounds.

Also, I have no idea why, instead of "comments", it now says "poseurs". Any guesses from the computer savvy out there?

Thirdly, I'm watching a comedy special where the celebrity closer is Bobcat Goldthwait. How lame has the stand-up comedy scene become to reach this point?

It's Friday. I'm taking Monday off so this is a three-day weekend. Rock on.

I logged on today, and for some reason my comments aren't working. So if you were planning on thinking about it but not commenting today, well, then, this doesn't affect you at all. If you are confused by the grammar of that last sentence, well, then, so am I.

According to a fortune cookie I got with my lunch, someone special admires me. So whoever you are, fess up. No more of this admiring from afar.

Also according to my fortune cookie, my lucky numbers are 2, 5, 9, 12, 16, 25, 36, 38, and 41.

And the human race has reached a new low. I imagine the lines to see this movie will be around the corner. It's a pity Armageddon came so soon, I'm only just starting to enjoy life.

It's Christmas, and everyone knows what that means, right? You got it, 24 straight hours of A Christmas Story on TNT. Last year, I think I watched it six times throughout the course of the day. Today, I got a late start and didn't wake up until 2, so I doubt I'll beat my previous record. Man, this movie is good.

Someone gave my mom a bottle of wine today at work (Chianti...the stuff from Silence of the Lambs) and she doesn't drink wine and that led to me trying the stuff and hating it, but eventually growing to like it and then drinking three-fourths of the bottle in one setting while watching the movie Ice Age and then getting really drunk and God only knows how I remembered my password for Blogger to sign on today, and I really don't like wine all that much but if you drink enough you start to become accustomed to it, it tastes more and more like sour grape juice man I want to start drinking wine more often it really fucks you up this is a lot of fun Baron Munchasen is on right now which is an awful movie but in my state it kind of makes sense. Voila, longest, most drunken sentence ever.

I think I'm going to log off this computer a half hour early and go find something to read in the library. Man...what a boring day.

Well, the day is winding up. An hour left to do. I just finished all of the work I had for the entire day, so now I have another hour of sheer boredom in which I must find ways to entertain myself. It just started snowing, which means the ride home is going to suck. But, then again, it IS the ride home, which can't ever be that bad. I think we're going to rent a movie tonight...that or Chinese food is about the only two things you can do on Christmas. I have this strange desire to strip down and run around the nursery school area completely naked. Does that make me a freak? I hope not. It's just so empty, something needs to be done.

Note to self: never waste forty minutes trying to find a way to get a stupid picture uploaded again.

Exactly two hours later. I just spent an hour testing markers out. I scanned a picture of the final result into the computer, but Blogger doesn't let me upload. Suffice it to say, it's really cool-looking, and I'll try my hardest to find a way to share it with you, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free.

New pet peeve: when a synagogue has something like thirty brand new computers, each one better than mine. Isn't the spirit of the holiday about giving? Come on Temple Rodef Shalom, share the love!

My oh my, where has the day gone? It's been over an hour and a half since my last post. I'm slacking off. My boss came in around 10:30 and found a lot of stuff for me to do, so I'm fairly busy now. In just under an hour and half, I've copied through two reams of paper (for those who don't spend their days copying, and have also never used paper before, a ream is 500 sheets). On the plus side, it was pretty, salmon-colored paper. On the negative side, I just called paper pretty. I'm starting to lose it. Seriously. Someone help me out here.

Time for post #2. All I have to say is that this scares me. Also, the most exciting thing of my day just occurred: I tried a persimmon. I'd always heard of this mythical fruit, but I'd never seen nor tasted it. It really wasn't worth the wait. It was really sweet, and had a mushy texture not unlike eating play-doh. So, in conclusion, ixnay on the ersimmonspay.

It's 9:38 AM, and I have officially been at work for thirty-eight minutes. So far, I am the only person on the ground floor of the synagogue, short of one janitor who is mopping. Even though it's Christmas Eve, more than half of the staff at the temple is Christian, so they aren't coming in. Some people would swear that having a job where you come in, do nothing for eight hours, go home, and get paid for it is fun, but I beg to differ. These are going to be the longest eight hours of my life (not to be confused with the longest eight nights of my life). All I have is the internet to console me. Expect more posts throughout the day.

Another uneventful day. These are becoming commonplace these days. I read some more, I played some more video games, I bought the Fellowship of the Rings special edition DVD, I went with Sean to get milkshakes. Not bad, not bad.
I really wish I had something funny to say, but I'm beat, and I've got to get up early for work tomorrow. But please, if you are reading this, feel free to post a funny comment so that people will have SOMETHING to laugh at on this website today. Again, this applies to the quite possibly seven of you who know that I have a website.

Man, working on a website is a pain in the ass. Just ask Dan. He's been helping me with this thing.
This weekend was lame. I didn't do much of anything. However, I started reading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy (which is actually five books long), and that's really good. I highly recommend it.
I was so bored that I watched the feature film Josie and the Pussycats. Man. That was pretty lame. It was a shame, it had a lot of funny people in it. The music wasn't half bad though. I really like girl rock. Also, Rachael Leigh Cook is now, in my opinion, officially the hottest girl in Hollywood. If I ever get famous, I want my people and her people to set us up.

I wish CNN wrote more headlines like this.

I finally got around to checking my grades today. An A, an A-, and two Bs. The two Bs were in the classes where the professors hated me for being a smartass. Oh well, the semester from hell is over, and I did much better than expected. I may just graduate over a 3.0 now. Rock.

I played around with my site today at work. I'm learning the ropes of it, but I'm still pretty much clueless. However, if you look closely, you'll notice there are teddy bears in the comments boxes. That's pretty cool. Actually, I spent most of my day today doing that. And I got paid for it. My job rules. If only I could get them to pay me for the time I spend sleeping, I'd be in heaven.
I just saw a commercial where some people took a road trip. Now I want to go on one. Damn it.

This was my dream last night, in a nutshell, as typed to Caitie:
me (12:53:48 AM): Okay, first off, you, me, and your dad (?) lived in three separate houses along a canal right near each other.
me (12:54:10 AM): And one day, we all went out on our front porches and yelled at each other, and then the three of us and my friend Krissy got in a boat and went to go see Gunslinger in the movie theater.
me (12:54:14 AM): That was it.
I'm weird.

First weblog entry...rock on.
I saw The Two Towers tonight. Man. That was a cool movie. I think I was one of the few people in my group who had not read the books, so it was tough to keep up in a conversation after the movie was over. All I really got out of it was that Gollum was slimy-looking because he's old. Everything else was pretty self-evident. The special effects in these movies are incredible. I can't even begin to fathom the budget that goes into making them, but it all pays off when you view the final project. I hope this breaks some kind of money record, because it deserves it. Also, two or three people have already asked me if this movie is better than the original. It's impossible to make that call. They are like two of the same thing. The whole trilogy is like one giant nine-hour movie, so it's like judging individual parts of the same thing. It's equivalent to asking someone if one episode of a soap opera is better than another. Anyway, the moral of the story is, the movie was awesome. Go see it.
Also, I played Cranium for the first time tonight. That, too, is fun. Give it a whirl. I think I've typed enough. Expect these paragraphs every time I watch a new movie, see? Like anyone will read this anyway.