Even more useless facts about myself to fill the page with new words

I’ll cut to the chase. I want to really make an effort to get back to a post a day. In the same regard, I also want to increase the quality of the posts. When I started blogging, it became right easy to fill posts with useless drivel. Bah. Thus we have the Meh-me.

Still, I also hate the weeks of lack of new content. The grass always seems greener on the other side. Still, writing more consistently does allow more ideas to flow with greater ease (friction laws apply to thought as well as motion). As such, Ben put something of a casual invite for yet another one of those 10 random facts about yourself meh-mes. Meg. :P

As such,

1. The first movie I ever saw in the theatres was Star Wars. On opening day in 1977. Very fitting film to begin my love affair with cinema. But this isn’t new. Anyone reading this blahg wouldn’t have a difficult time finding this out or coming to terms with it about me.

However, on a similarly related note, the SECOND film I saw in the theatres was Battlestar Galactica. Creepy.

2. I despise remakes. Yet the re-imagined Battlestar Galactica is my favourite ever piece of science fiction filmed entertainment. It does fit the one criteria I would deem acceptable for any kind of remake. That the core idea remains, but the entire concept is re-done from the ground up. A cultural and social update and commentary. Id est, not a shot by shot duplication (see Psycho).

3. I was completely unpopular in high school. I hated being the outcast. Girls found me repulsive. Fuck me, how the times have changed. As my better half can attest, female passers by can’t get enough of me. But I’m Dawn’s, all Dawn’s, and I love it. I also get a kick out of how others look to me now for direction.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

4. I seriously wonder if I put my mom through more hell than Stewie Griffin puts Lois through.

5. I sincerely think there is NOTHING that I cannot accomplish. My advice to those spectators of my attempts, get the fuck outta my way or you’ll get hurt.

6. I have an IQ of around 160. I can do complex arithmetic and algebra in my head. I remember every trivial fact I’ve been exposed to since I was four. Hell, speaking when I was four, my grandmother taught me the multiplication tables from 1×1 to 12×12. The day before kindergarten, I argued with my parents that I didn’t need school, that I was too advanced for it, and had a literal argument for every reason they gave me (still at four years old). I didn’t find school challenging AT ALL, even in gifted programs, until midway through University.

And now I drive deliveries as a day job (as I am an underemployed film technician, my passion), and consistently almost forget to bring the coffee with me to my car that I pour less than one minute prior to leaving my apartment.

7. I think the phrase Country Music is the biggest oxymoron in the English language. Runners up include Military Intelligence, Defensive Forward, and Canadian Dollar.

8. It floors me to this day that I write a post about proud Canadianism and how that essentially equates to pride being NOT American, and that receives flak amongst the interweb and blogosphere. However, I can use the word CUNT liberally and not one of those same self righteous twats will even blink an eye. CUNT CUNT CUNT.

9. I really think that ancient Romans and Greeks were more civilized and advanced than we are right now.

10. I think it’s better to have ideas than beliefs. See Rufus’s monologue in Dogma for further reference.

I too hate the whole tagging people nonsense. If you choose to do it, please link back or leave a quick comment.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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5 Responses to “Even more useless facts about myself to fill the page with new words”

  1. OmbudsBen Says:

    What is it with the coffee thing? We have a recycling box by our front door. I’ve forbidden using its lid as a place to set crap. (Because invariably crap stays there and I go to toss something in the box.)

    To *remind myself* of my coffee as I gather all else needed for escape (usually involving dogs, leashes, etc.) I *still* forget the damn coffee!

    What’s wrong with Canadian dollar? What would you prefer? Loonie?

    About those Greeks and Romans — remember, the ones you’ve heard of generally were the cream of the crop. We aren’t dealing with the social dregs, as entertained by real blood and death as we are by its pretenses.

  2. SwanShadow Says:

    The legendary jazz drummer Buddy Rich was once taken to the hospital emergency room with symptoms of a mild heart attack. The admitting nurse, in the course of filling out Rich’s paperwork, asked him, “Mr. Rich, do you have any allergies?”

    To which the great percussionist replied, “Yes. Country music.”

    I believe that you and I both share this condition. :)

  3. Jeff Says:

    Ben: Coffee seems to be that mystery fifth element that seems to just right fuck with the majority of the populace. We can be drunk and keep our beer in our glass, but constantly spill the warm, black liquid (okay, well mine is black, no sugar) all over ourselves stone sober. Though to be frank coffee is just the high probability item I tend to forget (or almost forget). Others include my coffee thermos in my truck at work, my iPod, my mobile phone (to the chagrin of Dawn), and this week, my lunch, right after I put the freezer pack in the lunch bag. I left it right on the shelf beside the fridge. Bah. Too much neural power distracts you from the simple things you need to do. I need to get rich so I can have an assistant.

    The Canadian Dollar oxymoron was a commentary made at the NHL Player awards many moons ago (I think it was when I was in high school, and the host of the ceremony of that year was Alan Thicke). It is mostly a commentary of the past impotency of our currency against yours.

    True, I’m comparing the cream then to now. Though it may be naive to imply that we’ve grown from our violent natures. We all love a good hockey fight, many stand and watch a bar fight, hell, all the violence we get from the news shows that murder and death sell. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if gladiatorial combat were sanctioned that it would have a better following than Hockey, Baseball, Football, US ‘Football’ and the like.

    SwanShadow: I think we do both share this allergenic condition. I just wish it was my only allergy. Crikey, they really tore strips off of me today.

  4. MCF Says:

    There was a theatrical version of the old BSG? I had no idea.

    I think my first movie was a Song of the South/Secret of NIMH double feature. I wanted my second movie to be E.T. but my mom dragged us to see Annie instead.

  5. Jeff Says:

    MCF: Yeah. The pilot for the series was originally released theatrically. It was the initial attack on the colonies (to which the miniseries of the RDM version parallels). I think now it’s just the first episode of the original series boxed set.

    Never saw Song of the South, and had to wait until video for Secret of NIMH. I loved ET in the theater, and really could have done without the school trip to see Annie.


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