Monday, May 24, 2004

So much to talk about.
I was going to update yesterday, but just as I was about to begin typing, my father called saying that he won tickets to "Arena Football" at the Staples Center. It turns out that I have a lot to talk about today, so my non-posting yesterday may be considered a good thing.

That is, if you like to hear me complain about stuff or praise things.

First off, you get a rant in which I complain about the idiocy of organized professional sports. Lucky you.

We drove down to The Staples Center counting all of the meth-heads as we passed them. I counted five, my brother counted two, and my dad found three. Two of them, both living on a hill by the 110 freeway, and one pulled down his pants and took off his jacket. We speculate that he was trying to show that he wasn't armed, but either way it was strange. We ended up at the home of The Lakers, The Clippers, and The Avengers (The Arena Football team) just as the game was starting, as the sun was setting. All of the real whack-jobs were coming out, from creepy gangstas passing out advertisements for their new albums (I got one for a CD called "Third Degree," and I threw it away not much later) to drag queen prostitute midgets. The delay while getting our tickets accepted took so long that they upgraded our seats to "Premium".. We went up an elevator to where all the sky boxes are, thinking we were going to get one of those, but it ended up being just high-up but good view seats. We probably could have snuck into a sky box, but [sarcasm] we certainly wouldn't want to miss the rest of the game. [/sarcasm] Seriously, though, it sucked. The players could hardly catch, the field was so small that I could probably throw the football from the endzone straight across to the other side, and every little "gimmick" such as having everybody "STAND WITH THE AVENGERS" or the thing where they distorted the faces of random audience members on the big screens.. It was all very predictable, and the half time show was even worse than our school's recent talent show (Which really, really, seriously sucked). I was very glad to leave there.

On the way back, we passed right by the Los Angeles Convention Center, which reminded me of E3 and how I can't go to it, followed by the Disney Concert Hall, which reminded me of the Final Fantasy concert held there a week or two ago which I didn't go to.

Today we went to the mall because I was getting tired of wearing the same five shirts to school every week. When we got there, my mother gave me forty dollars to spend on whatever shirts I could find. The first one was a Mario in-joke shirt that says "Know your mushrooms," followed by pictures of every mushroom found in the first three or four Mario games and their descriptions. I lucked out, somehow, and the shirt ended up being on sale, and the desk guy gave me a 15% off coupon. The total came to $6.48. The second shirt was found at Hot Topic, a store that I have only dared to set foot in on one other occasion. Fortunately for me, no "hardcore" Hot Topic-goers were there at the time. Just a bunch of obese people in bright colors laughing at all of the rude shirts. After much debate, I ended up buying a Family Guy shirt that says "There's an angry monkey in my closet" for eighteen bucks.. It's too bad they didn't have a good Zim shirt. I should have just bought a Nail Bunny shirt off Slave Labor's online store instead.

The highlight of the day, however, was in Albertson's, where I finally convinced my mother to rent Kill Bill Volume One. When we got home I immediately popped the disc into our sucky DVD player in our living room (the good one's in my parents' room). Right from the main menu I was amazed. I mean, I knew that Kill Bill had a distinct style to it, but it was pretty mind numbing to see more than just ten second clips of it. The opening scene was pretty shocking, and incredibly gripping. Even my mother, who is so anti-Tarantino, paid a lot of attention to the movie after seeing that first scene.

My favorite fight scene was the Gogo Yubari battle, of course, though the whole anime sequence was pretty impressive. I haven't seen a single sequence from Production I.G. that I didn't like. Ever.

I suppose Yubari was my favorite character overall, for some unexplainable reason, but I suppose it could most likely be traced to her disposition. The part where she asks the guy if he wants to screw her was funny, in my opinion. In a very sick and twisted way.

Only one movie theater in our town is showing Volume Two now, and I don't even know where that is. I suppose I should wait for it to come to the dollar theater, but who knows how long it will be until then.. I want them to un-bleep The Bride's name now. Even though I already know her name.. *ahem*

Oh, and I got the first Invader Zim DVD.. The first nine episodes are on two discs. It only cost fifteen dollars, which is a deal. I'm sure to watch at least the episode with Ultra Peepi twenty times more before I get bored of it, heh.

I have a book report due on Tuesday and I don't even know which book I'm going to read. *shudders*
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