Apparently, it's August. I find it hard to believe, but the summer has rolled on by. Yesterday I woke up and said "Rabbit, Rabbit" first thing. Take that Mrs. Kelleher! For eight years I've been trying to remember to do that the first of the month (allegedly it gives you good luck for the entire month if the first thing you say aloud on the first of the month is "Rabbit, Rabbit!"). Now I've done it and it feels like a sharp kick to your memory. You may have taught me everything I know about grammar, but I don't think I once felt like smiling in your class for the entire year. Now that I've managed to successfully "Rabbit, Rabbit" this fine August, we can bury the hatchet and move on.
Well, maybe.
A few things have been going on lately. I've been organizing things to get ready for the apartment, making sure that nothing too major is overlooked before Friday. I would like to say that work is winding down, but it hasn't really been terribly wound up to come down from... that said, it'll be somewhat sad to leave Thursday. Though I haven't been wrapped up in many projects (that's partially due to time constraints, as well), I have learned a lot from my colleagues this summer. They come in every day to work on mission-critical components of a huge Internet and software network, fielding complaints and requests from all areas of the company and dealing with them swiftly and accurately. Everyone on this team seems ideal for the jobs with which they are tasked and they do their job well. Period. And that's not in the same way that Rafael Palmiero "has never done stereoids, period." This I mean.
This may've been the first week of the summer that Drew wasn't around for (which was weird), but that means that things are going well down in Marlton and he's settling into his apartment. Once the residence life hub-bub calms down by September, I'll have to make some trips to his place, because it is really nice. Justin found an apartment in Philadelphia, too. I think he said it's a two minute walk from where he works and right around city hall. He seems excited and I'm really glad that Justin and Drew will be pretty close to DE this time around (40 minutes beats five hours any day).
On Friday night, Kristin and I enjoyed Pizza Hut pizza on the Somerville Court House lawn and then rented two of the worst movies I have ever seen. That was the plan, though, so it's cool.
Cube is the story of six strangers (seven? the guy who dies in the first three minutes before we meet anyone else doesn't count in my book) that wake up one day in "the cube," a labrynth of cubicle rooms that they must figure out a way to escape. The concept -- actually interesting. The problem -- they just woke up in the cube! There was no explanation! They were just there! Oh, that and the deaths were pretty gruesome. Yes, all but one of them dies and once you meet him, you know which character it would be against the rules to kill. But then again, this movie broke all of the rules: there was no setup, the beginning, middle, and end were all nearly identical. See it if you've the time just to marvel at how it when from mind to paper to film.
Pinata: Survival Island was much more enjoyable. It is so terrible, however, that it was renamed between theater release and video release - perhaps to trick people into seeing the film more than once... hmmm. Original title: "Demon Island." Sounds more dangerous, but the video title "Pinata: Survival Island" is a more accurate title. It lets you in on the fact that this is a completely campy, crazy, low-budget movie from the get go. It's a shame that Nicholas Brendon (Xander on Buffy) and Jaime Pressly (many teen movies) get stuck in this one, but it's also a blessing. This movie is so ridiculous it's funny. You also recognize Nate Richert (yes, Harvey from the Sabrina television shows) making out and being bad -- which the pinata punishes him for later. Yes, the pinata is the evil demon.
Needless to say, it was an enjoyable evening.
I'm rambling here and should instead either be working or reading about potential Flyers signings.
