We are now getting close to the end of the first month of this summer and so far it has been a blast.
I’ve been spending a lot of time with Morgan, and that has basically been the key selling point of this summer. If not for her, this summer will be mediocre at best, so I am definately glad she is here.
I saw Star Wars 3: Revenge of the Sith on opening night and let me tell you, freaking wow. I really enjoyed the first and second episodes, but this one really blew me away. I actually forgot to blink for almost the entire movie and was basically in the same exact position the entire time. I really wasn’t expecting anything as good as this one was. To prepare for the movie Steve and I watched all five of the other episodes over the week before this one came out. Morgan tried to watch episode 4 with us, but Steve and I basically talked the entire time about the little things in the series and she couldn’t really pay attention. I felt bad about it, but that is how Steve and I watch those movies, considering we’ve watched them so many times before. Anyway, this was entirely different from the rest in that it was a really dark and evil movie. It was of course expected to be this way because of the title and the series of events that had to happen in the movie, but I wasn’t expecting it to be this dark. It may have just been my very close attraction to the movies that made me actually feel the hate and sorrow the characters posessed in this movie, but I really did actually connect with the characters on an emotional level. Of course I can’t possibly imagine what it is like to have a loved one become a sith lord or anything, the closest I got to that much sorrow was the other day when my cat puked on my bed, but I think that is probably a close enough comparison. All in all this movie ranks number two if I were to put my prefered Star Wars episodes in any order. Ehf it, here is said order: 6, 3, 2, 4, 5, 1; 6 being my fav one being my least liked. Don’t get me wrong though, I love ‘em all.
I’ve been doing a lot of looking up E3 stuff lately and I have to say that I am in no way impressed with either the PS3 or the XBox 360. I think the specs sound incredible but I don’t want a freaking game that gives my eyes orgasms and is then over in 10 hours or so. Well, that wouldn’t bother me if the game were freaking amazing for those 10 hours, but the sad truth is it won’t be. Remember when the PS2 came out those many moons ago? I freaking lusted for the pretty graphics. I thought to myself, “Dayum, if the games I loved on the PS1 had those graphics, it would be so much better!” So that is what I expected, the funitude of PS1 and SNES games combined with the the amazing graphics rendering power of the PS2. Little did I know that the one game I would actually come to love on the PS2 could have probably been done on the SNES; DDR. It turns out that game funitude and graphics quality are inversely proportional, when one goes up( graphics ) the other goes down( funitide ). That pains me. The only system I am definately buying is the Nintendo Revolution. First, the first party titles are simply 100% always good, always. I may not have loved Wind Waker, but it beat the hell out of any game the XBox came out with, IMO, and just about every game the PS2 had as well. The other reason is the freaking fact that the first party and probably even most third party companies have agreed to release downloadable ROMS for the Revolution so that you can essentially play every single game for every Nintendo console ever made on your Revolution. I am assuming the cost for an NES game would not be too much. That is the only fear I have right now. I don’t feel like spending $20 on a game that came out in the 80s that I spent $50 on back then. Doesn’t seem worth it. I picked $20 there because that is what Nintendo charges for their Nintendo Classic series of games on the GBA. They are basically the first party games remade for the GBA, I did buy The Legend of Zelda, but can you blame me?
This past weekend was Lesa’s birthday party. Let me tell you, I found my limit when it comes to Jeager Bombs, it’s seven. How do I know this? Because number eight came back up faster than it went down. Rigatoni does not feel good coming out of your nose. At least I think it doesn’t, I was far to drunk at that point to remember. It was an amazing party though. Those are really the only times Dan, Anthony, and I can actually get together and talk and catch up, do to our vastly different lives now. Anthony and Dan both got to hear about the uncalled for level of happiness I have this summer with Morgan being in it and I got to hear about Dan’s loverly MCAT class and how much he hated life and missed Smash *tear*. We killed $30 worth of Jeager between the three of us and Mikeys( Lesa’s Brother ). I was absolutely hammered by 10pm, that is some rediculous drinking, my friend. I stayed hammered until about midnight I would say. When Steve and Lesa weren’t too busy sucking as DJs, we got some rocking good tunes to scream and jump around too, most of which was Linkin’ Park. All in all this party gets an AAA in my book. I’d give it an S rank, but I feel I could have drank more :-p. The party’s theme was “We are gunna die,” and Dan’s personal theme, after all the Jeager Bombs was, “We drop bombs like Baghdad.” He was right, between five people, 32 bombs were dropped. And I was there every time a round was done. Good times, good times.
Jezzus! I really should update the site as these events happen, instead of waiting until I have nothing to do and then uber-update with everything I wanted to update about but didn’t because I didn’t have the time. Alright though, I am sure I am done for now. I still haven’t started working at Subway, they forgot to put me on the schedule for yesterday like I told them too, so I should be starting tomorrow.
“If I were king of this night, would you become my queen?”