Viewed: 10:30-11:20, 02.18.12
Synopsis: Rodger and Jwoww get over their problems rather quickly at the beginning of the episode. Jwoww has issues trusting Rodger and makes everything about her. Jwoww sees the error in her ways. Meatballs see the error in their way of dodging work the previous day and make a cake for Danny in apology. The next morning, a chunk of the cake is gone; and Mike is considered the top suspect since he was up the latest. Frustrated at having her tenth UTI in the past year, Snooki goes to the doctor. Snooki is not allowed to drink excessively. Mike goes to work by himself without Jwoww and Snooki. Danny is even angrier that Snooki ditches work again, although she was at the doctor at the time. They eventually show up, and Danny is like whatever. They are tasked to put heavy boxes in the shed. Mike is accused of eating the cake, and he denies it vehemently--considering he is on a diet. Mike is upset that he is accused without proof and is blamed for everything. Pauly D is revealed as the culprit. Meatballs apologize for the baseless accusation, but Mike is still upset about the situation (heh). Mike plans on bringing some friends over to visit. Group prepares to go to Karma. There, Mike meets up with Bobby, his friend. Snooki drinks anyway, against her doctor's advice. Mike meets Paula at Karma. The crew leaves Karma. Pauly says "YEAH BUDDY". Paula is Mike's main squeeze at this point, and Mike is seriously considering dating her. It is confirmed Mike and Paula have sex, and Sammi decides she likes Paula. Pauly and Vinny joke about being in a relationship. Vinny loses his keys, but finds them without consequence. Joey and Deena are going to meet at Janks. Sammi, Ronnie, Pauly, Deena, and Vinny go to Janks. Ronnie gets hammered, and Sammi is ok with it. Mike is obviously high out of his mind at the house, flirting with Snooki. Mike wants to have sex with Snooki, and she shuts him down. Joey is into Deena. The crew returns home. Pauly decides to mess with Deena before she has sex with Joey by putting food on her bed. Deena accuses Pauly of the prank, but Pauly convinces her it wasn't he who did it. Snooki messes with Joey as he sits on the couch. Snooki wants to watch them have sex. Afterwards, Deena's back hurts. Pauly and Vinny leave once again. Mike calls the Unit to assure he is coming out that night. They discuss the plan to reveal that Snooki cheated on Jionni. Jwoww wears a really revealing outfit for Karma that night, since Rodger is going with them. Rodger approves, but he seems slightly angsty. They go to Karma, and a random dude gets kicked out. Jwoww expresses displeasure at the crowd at Karma. A heckler tries to grab on Jwoww's dress, and Rodger tells him to leave. This aggravates the heckler, and he throws a punch at Rodger as the episode ends.
Highs: The cake drama. Mike high and flirting with Snooki. Sammi having more of a role for once.
Lows: Snooki going to the doctor. Vinny losing his keys in the protein shake store. Deena hook up scene. Deena's back problems, really anything involving Deena.
Views: Jersey Shore has begun to dry out lately. Instead of examining guido culture, hooking up with girls at the clubs, and getting into arguments amongst themselves and with strangers, the show has focused mostly on the inner dynamics of the crew. Several of the characters, namely Sammi, Jwoww, Mike, and Ronnie, have basically become background to the antics of mostly the meatballs, who's slapstick and feigned stupidity were a novelty when Deena first arrived but has now worn thin. This episode, however was refreshing as the meatballs took a backseat to the lives of Jwoww and Mike. The final scene of a fight between Rodger and the heckler will lead to revitalized interest in the next episode. Overall, an episode that reinvigorated the season.
Rating: 3.0 out of 5 stars.
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Saturday, February 18, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
alliteration
Hours tick tock to folding skin and wrinkles
Tortured, tumultuous turning to tremendous tremble
Wasted want what was where when why
Absolute erosion internal obsession utility
Hypnotized hopeful hot horrified hasten
Grace, gracious going God
Tick tick, terrible
Sudden serve sending seismic shopping spree
Seldom sending sorrow some soaring sights
Crap shit damn fuck
Bastardized beasts beyond breakage bearing bridges
Grimly gregarious goals grating ginger gridlock
Pious pretentious pedantic posturing penis
Dastardly downward descending depths
Vivacious voluptuous vixen verifying vanity
Erratically empty; enough
Tried to tempt the triumphant triad
Forever front from frontlines fast
Just justify justly jester!
It’s not enough
Tortured, tumultuous turning to tremendous tremble
Wasted want what was where when why
Absolute erosion internal obsession utility
Hypnotized hopeful hot horrified hasten
Grace, gracious going God
Tick tick, terrible
Sudden serve sending seismic shopping spree
Seldom sending sorrow some soaring sights
Crap shit damn fuck
Bastardized beasts beyond breakage bearing bridges
Grimly gregarious goals grating ginger gridlock
Pious pretentious pedantic posturing penis
Dastardly downward descending depths
Vivacious voluptuous vixen verifying vanity
Erratically empty; enough
Tried to tempt the triumphant triad
Forever front from frontlines fast
Just justify justly jester!
It’s not enough
Monday, February 13, 2012
I didn't get that creepy guy barber dude
I have a job interview tomorrow, so I went to get a haircut today. I'm going to shave tonight before bed, which--if all goes well--will be in about thirty minutes.
When I get my haircut in South Bend, I go to a Great Clips (GC). GC is a franchise chain, and this one is conveniently close and cheap, so winner winner chicken dinner. Plus I've never had a bad haircut the several times I've been there, except one time.
There's this really weird barber dude who works there. He always wears a tweed jacket that is too big for him and slacks that you don't typically see on a barber. You usually see those type slacks at church or in an office job. He's in his late forties/early fifties and talks in this strange Texan/West Coast surfer hybrid accent. I've only been close to him once (thank God), and if I recall correctly he smells like cigarettes.
This guy creeps me out. I had him once for a haircut and was ready to run away. He looks like a lizard and will not stop talking to you, even if you don't give any indication of wanting to continue conversation. I hate that. I hate small talk in general; but when I want to politely end small talk and it keeps going, I began to lose my patience very quickly. He was talking about personal stuff too. At the time I was going to Notre Dame, and I told him that. He wouldn't shut up about how "awesome" it was that I went to school there. He then started talking about how he got kicked out of community college in Texas for poor grades. What does he want me to do, tell him I'm sorry? I don't know, but it was awkward. He took forever with my hair, which is highly unusual considering the place prides itself on giving you a good haircut in an efficient amount of time. The haircut was awful, and I paid him a pretty poor tip. I take my hair very seriously, believe it or not. I strongly considered never going back because of him, but I'm lazy and didn't really want to look for another stylist.
He's there every time I go to GC, too. Without fail, every single time. With his tweed jacket that's too big for him and his big googly eyes. That's an even more interesting quality because I rarely see the same few stylists at the GC more than twice. They must go through stylists like underwear, or contacts, or something. I figured he was a manager with his attire and his constant presence.
Anyway, I go in today and, unbeknown to me, there was a sale. While that's cool and all, the downside was that the place was packed. I never have to wait for a haircut at GC; but today I had to wait 25 minutes, as there were five people in line ahead of me. Ironically, I usually take a book with me when I get a haircut. I never need to use it, though, because I never have to wait. This time was different, so I just stared at a "Fast Company" magazine until it was my turn.
Well, no. There was something else I was doing during my wait. He was there, twead jacket and googly eyes, working on some poor kids hair. Aside from him, there were only three other styists; and my natural catastrophic thinking doomed to realize I was going to wind up with him today. Of course, I don't recognize any of the other stylists, but I naturally recognize him.
Naturally, all the other stylists finish with their customers they were originally occupied with when I entered well before he finished his. One of the others may have finished a second customer before he finished his. Regardless, he finally finished his customer when there were two people left in front of me on the list. Turns out, he took the customer waiting in line RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I breathed a sigh of relief, and got a female stylist.
She was chatty, and I would have finished the story with the preceding paragraph if something else didn't happen. We were discussing why I wanted my hair the certain way I wanted it, which lead to discussing my job interview tomorrow. She then revealed that she was the new manager of Great Clips, which she subsequently groaned and ran off to the back--interrupting my haircut. This was unusual behavior, but nothing really significant on its own merits. She comes back and apologizes. I notice tweed jacket guy returning from the back in a sulking manner. "He's in a bad mood today", she mentions preemptively. Taking this as an opportunity to discuss him, I pounce on it and ask her if he's, like, a manager or something. "Because he's literally always here", I supported my question. "Nope, he has no authority, just a stylist", she said, with some contempt in her voice.
So cool, maybe this stylist is just way too chatty, but apparently he had gotten under her nerves enough for her to say something about the guy to a random stranger. I am really glad the guy's a jerk, too. I don't like disliking someone just for superficial reasons such as "creepiness", especially if he's a saint who gets along with everyone outside of my experience. But he's not, he's just a jackass--like I figured he would be. But, come on, he wears a tweed jacket, EVERYDAY, to work as a stylist. There's got to be something wrong with him.
So yeah, I didn't get that guy barber dude, and my day was better for it.
When I get my haircut in South Bend, I go to a Great Clips (GC). GC is a franchise chain, and this one is conveniently close and cheap, so winner winner chicken dinner. Plus I've never had a bad haircut the several times I've been there, except one time.
There's this really weird barber dude who works there. He always wears a tweed jacket that is too big for him and slacks that you don't typically see on a barber. You usually see those type slacks at church or in an office job. He's in his late forties/early fifties and talks in this strange Texan/West Coast surfer hybrid accent. I've only been close to him once (thank God), and if I recall correctly he smells like cigarettes.
This guy creeps me out. I had him once for a haircut and was ready to run away. He looks like a lizard and will not stop talking to you, even if you don't give any indication of wanting to continue conversation. I hate that. I hate small talk in general; but when I want to politely end small talk and it keeps going, I began to lose my patience very quickly. He was talking about personal stuff too. At the time I was going to Notre Dame, and I told him that. He wouldn't shut up about how "awesome" it was that I went to school there. He then started talking about how he got kicked out of community college in Texas for poor grades. What does he want me to do, tell him I'm sorry? I don't know, but it was awkward. He took forever with my hair, which is highly unusual considering the place prides itself on giving you a good haircut in an efficient amount of time. The haircut was awful, and I paid him a pretty poor tip. I take my hair very seriously, believe it or not. I strongly considered never going back because of him, but I'm lazy and didn't really want to look for another stylist.
He's there every time I go to GC, too. Without fail, every single time. With his tweed jacket that's too big for him and his big googly eyes. That's an even more interesting quality because I rarely see the same few stylists at the GC more than twice. They must go through stylists like underwear, or contacts, or something. I figured he was a manager with his attire and his constant presence.
Anyway, I go in today and, unbeknown to me, there was a sale. While that's cool and all, the downside was that the place was packed. I never have to wait for a haircut at GC; but today I had to wait 25 minutes, as there were five people in line ahead of me. Ironically, I usually take a book with me when I get a haircut. I never need to use it, though, because I never have to wait. This time was different, so I just stared at a "Fast Company" magazine until it was my turn.
Well, no. There was something else I was doing during my wait. He was there, twead jacket and googly eyes, working on some poor kids hair. Aside from him, there were only three other styists; and my natural catastrophic thinking doomed to realize I was going to wind up with him today. Of course, I don't recognize any of the other stylists, but I naturally recognize him.
Naturally, all the other stylists finish with their customers they were originally occupied with when I entered well before he finished his. One of the others may have finished a second customer before he finished his. Regardless, he finally finished his customer when there were two people left in front of me on the list. Turns out, he took the customer waiting in line RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I breathed a sigh of relief, and got a female stylist.
She was chatty, and I would have finished the story with the preceding paragraph if something else didn't happen. We were discussing why I wanted my hair the certain way I wanted it, which lead to discussing my job interview tomorrow. She then revealed that she was the new manager of Great Clips, which she subsequently groaned and ran off to the back--interrupting my haircut. This was unusual behavior, but nothing really significant on its own merits. She comes back and apologizes. I notice tweed jacket guy returning from the back in a sulking manner. "He's in a bad mood today", she mentions preemptively. Taking this as an opportunity to discuss him, I pounce on it and ask her if he's, like, a manager or something. "Because he's literally always here", I supported my question. "Nope, he has no authority, just a stylist", she said, with some contempt in her voice.
So cool, maybe this stylist is just way too chatty, but apparently he had gotten under her nerves enough for her to say something about the guy to a random stranger. I am really glad the guy's a jerk, too. I don't like disliking someone just for superficial reasons such as "creepiness", especially if he's a saint who gets along with everyone outside of my experience. But he's not, he's just a jackass--like I figured he would be. But, come on, he wears a tweed jacket, EVERYDAY, to work as a stylist. There's got to be something wrong with him.
So yeah, I didn't get that guy barber dude, and my day was better for it.
6 Pop Culture Mysteries That Were Solved by Fans (Article)
Finished: 9:35
Website: cracked.com
Synopsis: Explains six mysterious pop culture mysteries, ranging from movies to books to video games, and the circumstances and methods in which they were unraveled. Topics include, in order: [I]2001: A Space Odyssey[/I]'s IBM analogy, a fan's unraveling of the [I]Saw[/I] franchises final twist, the secret alphabet used in the [I]Legend of Zelda[/I] franchise, the famous but mysterious twang in the Beatles' [I]Hard Day's Night[/I], a riddle in [I]Alice in Wonderland[/I], and a mysterious woman in Charlie Chaplin's [I]The Circus[/I] who appears to be carrying a cell phone in 1928.
Highs: The Charlie Chaplin and Saw ones I found particularly fascinating, as well as the HAL mystery in [I]Space Odyssey[/I].
Lows: Zelda and the Lewis Carroll riddle. I found those to not really be in my interest and the payoff was so bland in both.
Final thoughts: Cracked articles that tend to investigate nuances in pop culture, such as this one, are my favorite articles. Not much else to say about this one, except that it was pretty entertaining throughout and each category was structured in a way to set up the mystery and then unravel it.
Rating: 4.0 out of 5 stars
Website: cracked.com
Synopsis: Explains six mysterious pop culture mysteries, ranging from movies to books to video games, and the circumstances and methods in which they were unraveled. Topics include, in order: [I]2001: A Space Odyssey[/I]'s IBM analogy, a fan's unraveling of the [I]Saw[/I] franchises final twist, the secret alphabet used in the [I]Legend of Zelda[/I] franchise, the famous but mysterious twang in the Beatles' [I]Hard Day's Night[/I], a riddle in [I]Alice in Wonderland[/I], and a mysterious woman in Charlie Chaplin's [I]The Circus[/I] who appears to be carrying a cell phone in 1928.
Highs: The Charlie Chaplin and Saw ones I found particularly fascinating, as well as the HAL mystery in [I]Space Odyssey[/I].
Lows: Zelda and the Lewis Carroll riddle. I found those to not really be in my interest and the payoff was so bland in both.
Final thoughts: Cracked articles that tend to investigate nuances in pop culture, such as this one, are my favorite articles. Not much else to say about this one, except that it was pretty entertaining throughout and each category was structured in a way to set up the mystery and then unravel it.
Rating: 4.0 out of 5 stars
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Flattop Grill (Dinner)
Time at restaurant: 7:00-8:00 PM
Style of food: Mangolian Grill (pick your own carbs/veggies/protein and sauces, not common in the South)
Company: GF.
Synopsis: Got there about 7. Ordered Thai Sticky Wings. My meal consisted of brown rice, many vegetables, eggs and tofu, chicken, kalamari, philipino sausage, and pork. Chosen sauces were peanut sauce, horseradish tofu, and pad thai sauce. I like to pack it in thick, and when it's a flat price for one bowl--why not? The cooking line was backed up when we got there, which was strange considering the restaurant was fairly empty. However, our food was cooked fairly quickly and service was by all means decent. NBA game played on television.
The highs: They played "My Back Pages" by the Byrds when I was getting my meal together. Waiter gave us wet wipes when we were finished with the wings (very convenient!!!). I saw a beer-gutted middle aged biker dude who had his entire arm covered in tattoos. I see that a lot in Indiana. GF and I discussed Needful Things, the book I finished last night (see review below). My cunning plan of ordering a diet coke after initially ordering a water worked out, as I got a free diet coke out of the situation.
The lows: Guy in a fleece-hipster shirt obviously checked out GF. I gave him a dirty look. I hate the NBA, so the game was a negative. While my cunning plan worked out, I was disappointed in myself for giving into my crippling soda addiction in the first place, so that was a double-edged sword that I luckily did not suffer from in a financial sense. At a table two down from us there was a high school couple listening to music on the girl's iphone. They listened to music the entire time. I hate the concept of sharing headphones, as it subjects one person to another's opinion on music taste. The other person has to agree the song is good otherwise he is going to cause unnecessary tension and complicate things. It's too much pressure on that one person. Also, the guy had a "shit-eating" grin on his face. I had read of "shit-eating" grins in various forms of literature, but this was the first time I had actually seen one in person. And it was clearly "shit-eating". This is a first. Actually, that could be considered a positive. Conversation with GF was energetic at first, but then got dull near the end of the meal.
Overall thoughts: Food was tasty, conversation was lukewarm, environment was a net positive, service adequate. GF said she loved this restaurant, which is good because I like it too. Overall a fairly average experience.
Would I eat there again? Of course, probably within the next month.
Rating: 2.75 out of 5.
Style of food: Mangolian Grill (pick your own carbs/veggies/protein and sauces, not common in the South)
Company: GF.
Synopsis: Got there about 7. Ordered Thai Sticky Wings. My meal consisted of brown rice, many vegetables, eggs and tofu, chicken, kalamari, philipino sausage, and pork. Chosen sauces were peanut sauce, horseradish tofu, and pad thai sauce. I like to pack it in thick, and when it's a flat price for one bowl--why not? The cooking line was backed up when we got there, which was strange considering the restaurant was fairly empty. However, our food was cooked fairly quickly and service was by all means decent. NBA game played on television.
The highs: They played "My Back Pages" by the Byrds when I was getting my meal together. Waiter gave us wet wipes when we were finished with the wings (very convenient!!!). I saw a beer-gutted middle aged biker dude who had his entire arm covered in tattoos. I see that a lot in Indiana. GF and I discussed Needful Things, the book I finished last night (see review below). My cunning plan of ordering a diet coke after initially ordering a water worked out, as I got a free diet coke out of the situation.
The lows: Guy in a fleece-hipster shirt obviously checked out GF. I gave him a dirty look. I hate the NBA, so the game was a negative. While my cunning plan worked out, I was disappointed in myself for giving into my crippling soda addiction in the first place, so that was a double-edged sword that I luckily did not suffer from in a financial sense. At a table two down from us there was a high school couple listening to music on the girl's iphone. They listened to music the entire time. I hate the concept of sharing headphones, as it subjects one person to another's opinion on music taste. The other person has to agree the song is good otherwise he is going to cause unnecessary tension and complicate things. It's too much pressure on that one person. Also, the guy had a "shit-eating" grin on his face. I had read of "shit-eating" grins in various forms of literature, but this was the first time I had actually seen one in person. And it was clearly "shit-eating". This is a first. Actually, that could be considered a positive. Conversation with GF was energetic at first, but then got dull near the end of the meal.
Overall thoughts: Food was tasty, conversation was lukewarm, environment was a net positive, service adequate. GF said she loved this restaurant, which is good because I like it too. Overall a fairly average experience.
Would I eat there again? Of course, probably within the next month.
Rating: 2.75 out of 5.
Needful Things (Novel)
Completed: Approximately 11:00 02/11/12
Author: Stephen King
Publication Year: 1991
Preceded by/Proceeded by: The Dark Half/Gerald's Game
Length: 736 pages (paperback)
Synopsis: A new store opens in the small town of Castle Rock, ME, selling novelties and knickknacks. The owner of the store, Leland Gaunt, is a charming businessman--getting on just about everyone who ventures into his store's good side. Strangely, the items on sell just happen to be what the customer needs in his life--whether to remind him of a good part of his past, satisfy or complement a collection, or enhance a hobby or passion of the person. Even more peculiar, Gaunt's style of doing business allows for the customer to purchase this desired item at a very low monetary price--instead opting for the customer to pay a prank on fellow townspeople in lieu of cash. The jealous protection of these items bought from the store and the anger initiated by these pranks leads to a growing ill will in the town. Grudges, insecurities, and vices that every one in every town has become exacerbated due to Gaunt's items, ultimately leading to the town's destruction.
Highs: (SPOILERS) Gaunt is a charming, well written character that is just as humorous as he is evil. Brian's suicide in front of his brother is rife with emotion. The characterization of most town folks is well thought out, and it's interesting to see how their characters match with the items purchased. As the rising action approaches the climax, the book is very hard to put down. The outlook for the town is ambiguous in the denouement, as several characters lives are ruined already, several are dead, and foreshadowing concludes that others' tragic turn has just begun. Even the long term future of the protagonist is called to question. A very bleak book that is in conflict with a very charismatic antagonist.
Lows: Middle of the book is dragging. Some of the prank concepts are fairly lazy (three of the pranks played on people are almost the exact same) and rely on sloppy structure to keep the plot moving. The falling action, and how Gaunt is defeated, is confusing and is not premediated from the plot at all.
My Thoughts: A fun book to read. A little deeper than a typical King novel. It can be suggested that the book criticizes the materialistic dependencies we have on things as a society, and our "need" to have certain things to make us whole and happy. Many people use these purchases as a way to escape the reality of their current lives, and this unhappiness in the current state of being leads to darker vices and habits as we become less happy with ourselves.
The humor in this book is appreciated, as Gaunt is one of King's more entertaining antagonists. The book starts off very strong, but does begin to drag along at about the middle point, when a new character is introduced fairly far into the novel. As said in the lows, the climax/falling action is not well done at all. It probably can be considered another of King's poorly thought out endings.
Rank in King's books? Definitely not the best, but very far from the worst. I'd put it right above the Stand but below the Shining. Probably my fourth favorite, though I've only read about 6 or 7 of his works.
Rating: 3.75/5 stars
Author: Stephen King
Publication Year: 1991
Preceded by/Proceeded by: The Dark Half/Gerald's Game
Length: 736 pages (paperback)
Synopsis: A new store opens in the small town of Castle Rock, ME, selling novelties and knickknacks. The owner of the store, Leland Gaunt, is a charming businessman--getting on just about everyone who ventures into his store's good side. Strangely, the items on sell just happen to be what the customer needs in his life--whether to remind him of a good part of his past, satisfy or complement a collection, or enhance a hobby or passion of the person. Even more peculiar, Gaunt's style of doing business allows for the customer to purchase this desired item at a very low monetary price--instead opting for the customer to pay a prank on fellow townspeople in lieu of cash. The jealous protection of these items bought from the store and the anger initiated by these pranks leads to a growing ill will in the town. Grudges, insecurities, and vices that every one in every town has become exacerbated due to Gaunt's items, ultimately leading to the town's destruction.
Highs: (SPOILERS) Gaunt is a charming, well written character that is just as humorous as he is evil. Brian's suicide in front of his brother is rife with emotion. The characterization of most town folks is well thought out, and it's interesting to see how their characters match with the items purchased. As the rising action approaches the climax, the book is very hard to put down. The outlook for the town is ambiguous in the denouement, as several characters lives are ruined already, several are dead, and foreshadowing concludes that others' tragic turn has just begun. Even the long term future of the protagonist is called to question. A very bleak book that is in conflict with a very charismatic antagonist.
Lows: Middle of the book is dragging. Some of the prank concepts are fairly lazy (three of the pranks played on people are almost the exact same) and rely on sloppy structure to keep the plot moving. The falling action, and how Gaunt is defeated, is confusing and is not premediated from the plot at all.
My Thoughts: A fun book to read. A little deeper than a typical King novel. It can be suggested that the book criticizes the materialistic dependencies we have on things as a society, and our "need" to have certain things to make us whole and happy. Many people use these purchases as a way to escape the reality of their current lives, and this unhappiness in the current state of being leads to darker vices and habits as we become less happy with ourselves.
The humor in this book is appreciated, as Gaunt is one of King's more entertaining antagonists. The book starts off very strong, but does begin to drag along at about the middle point, when a new character is introduced fairly far into the novel. As said in the lows, the climax/falling action is not well done at all. It probably can be considered another of King's poorly thought out endings.
Rank in King's books? Definitely not the best, but very far from the worst. I'd put it right above the Stand but below the Shining. Probably my fourth favorite, though I've only read about 6 or 7 of his works.
Rating: 3.75/5 stars
A New Motivation
After having this blog for about three months and not really knowing what to do with it, I came up with an idea that may actually give this thing a purpose.
Throughout most of the latter half of my life, I've been extremely critical. I typically hate everything, whether it be "Fight Club", "Glee", "Harry Potter", "The DaVinci Code", anything. You name it, chances are I hate it. I kind of began to realize this snobby "hater" attitude may be a detriment to my character this past holiday. I'm trying to change this and adopt a more positive attitude towards life. The range of this change goes beyond just things I hate in pop culture, but that is beyond the scope of this blogpost.
Last night, I watched two or three episodes of King of the Hill (KOTH) in a row on television (yes, a great thing to be doing on a Saturday night). I then went to my internet forum and discussed the episodes in the KOTH thread. I've been following this thread for about three or four months; and I like that some people are so invested in KOTH that they take the time to actually get into debates about their favorite episodes. This keen analysis and investigation into episodes of KOTH inspired me to do the same, and I decided I wanted to start watching KOTH critically--critiquing what I like and don't like about each episode.
I decided I would start to do this with each episode I watch from this point on; but after mulling it over some more last night, I decided I wanted to expand upon this concept. Why not critique everything I watch and read? From movies, books, tv episodes, even sports games? So...there was the nascent of this idea. And here it is in detail.
The time is 3:46, February 12th. From now on, for the time being at least...every piece of entertainment I take part in will be critiqued and reviewed. This is going to include plays, graduations, church services, tv shows, dinners out to eat (not meals I cook myself, however), movies, video games, sporting events, and books. I will put everything to a 5 star scale, with 1/4 increments. Zero being the worst. I am going to do my best to keep this going as long as I can. The only thing I will not analyze is music because I really do not have the capability to critically analyze that in a way outside of "it was good!" or "it was bad!".
I will try to make my reviews as thorough as possible. Aside from the rating, I will include a synopsis of whatever the event was, high points and low points, and anything else I can add. If I know I am going to take on a reviewable event, I will do my best to take notes to help me with my report.
Wish me luck, I finished a book last night and want to include that as my first review. I will start on that by the end of the evening (and before I complete any other form of entertainment.
Throughout most of the latter half of my life, I've been extremely critical. I typically hate everything, whether it be "Fight Club", "Glee", "Harry Potter", "The DaVinci Code", anything. You name it, chances are I hate it. I kind of began to realize this snobby "hater" attitude may be a detriment to my character this past holiday. I'm trying to change this and adopt a more positive attitude towards life. The range of this change goes beyond just things I hate in pop culture, but that is beyond the scope of this blogpost.
Last night, I watched two or three episodes of King of the Hill (KOTH) in a row on television (yes, a great thing to be doing on a Saturday night). I then went to my internet forum and discussed the episodes in the KOTH thread. I've been following this thread for about three or four months; and I like that some people are so invested in KOTH that they take the time to actually get into debates about their favorite episodes. This keen analysis and investigation into episodes of KOTH inspired me to do the same, and I decided I wanted to start watching KOTH critically--critiquing what I like and don't like about each episode.
I decided I would start to do this with each episode I watch from this point on; but after mulling it over some more last night, I decided I wanted to expand upon this concept. Why not critique everything I watch and read? From movies, books, tv episodes, even sports games? So...there was the nascent of this idea. And here it is in detail.
The time is 3:46, February 12th. From now on, for the time being at least...every piece of entertainment I take part in will be critiqued and reviewed. This is going to include plays, graduations, church services, tv shows, dinners out to eat (not meals I cook myself, however), movies, video games, sporting events, and books. I will put everything to a 5 star scale, with 1/4 increments. Zero being the worst. I am going to do my best to keep this going as long as I can. The only thing I will not analyze is music because I really do not have the capability to critically analyze that in a way outside of "it was good!" or "it was bad!".
I will try to make my reviews as thorough as possible. Aside from the rating, I will include a synopsis of whatever the event was, high points and low points, and anything else I can add. If I know I am going to take on a reviewable event, I will do my best to take notes to help me with my report.
Wish me luck, I finished a book last night and want to include that as my first review. I will start on that by the end of the evening (and before I complete any other form of entertainment.
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