:: I Am The Head Crusher ::

:: Sunday, February 09, 2003 ::

Hello everyone. I'm letting everyone know that I started a new blog called Fade to Black. I will know longer be posting to this blog, but I will keep it around. See you in the other blog!
:: Mike 11:50 AM [+] ::
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I'm sorry to everyone for not writing in my blog since last month, but I have hardly any time to write anymore because of my hectic schedule. Anyways, I thought I would recount my day for you.

This morning I overslept 40 minutes all because I couldn't sleep last night. I ended up watching a movie about Ed Gein on Showtime which lasted 'till about 2 am. Most people don't know who Ed Gein is, but a lot of people know the movies that are based on him. He was a sadistic serial killer who made a women suit composed of pieces of women ("Silence of the Lambs"). He also lived in the middle of knowhere, ate people. and had body parts all over his house ("Texas Chainsaw Massacre"). Although the idea of a movie about this guy sounds scary, it really wasn't; it was a complete "B" movie. I suggest that if your in the video store, you opt for the two movies based on the things he did. Anyways, let's skip 'till after I overslept and got to school. So I get to school and wait in my car for about 30 minutes. Usually in the morning I switch radio stations between Jamie and Danny (98.7), Mark and Brian (95.5), and Kevin and Bean (106.7). Have you noticed that radio personalities never look like how they sound. Like listening to Kevin and Bean was almost ruined for me because I saw a picture of them. They are the two weirdest looking people I ever saw. One looks like a 40 year old 80s rock star, and the other looks like the chess club president (sorry if I offended any chess club presidents). Don't even get me started on Rick Dee's! He is one of the ugliest people I have ever seen. Plus, he's really old! How can this old guy be talking about 90s pop?

I decided to leave my car to find my friend Amanda who was SUPPOSED to be in the Student Services building (SB). If your a CSUN student, you should know that at 8:00 in the morning the SB feels like it's miles from the parking lot. Of course when I get there she is no where in site. So, I leave in a bit of a huff (i know, a little childish) and walk to my Western Civilizations class (a fancy way of saying history) and take a seat. I was 30 minutes early (if you've notice i'm obsessed with minutes)! I decided to check the hallway to see if Amanda wandered in. There she was, sitting reading a book. I grabbed the Daily Sundial (the CSUN newspaper) and took a seat next to her so that we could chat. I wasn't mad at her because she wasn't where she said she would be, I was just cranky (another childish word) because I was tired. My favorite section of the newspaper is Crime Briefs. It is basically an account of any crime related incidents that happened on or around the CSUN premises. The highlight of the crimes was a guy who drove up to some girls in parking lot G4, and started masturbating. Let me give the readers of this blog some advice. If you EVER come to CSUN, never park in the G parking lots. Bad things seem to always happen there. Time for world civ, so off I sit. I take a bunch of crazy notes, and leave for Sociology class. This is where I meet up with Kyle. By the way, I suggest reading his blog. He updates on a daily basis. Sociology class is usually boring. She asked strangly simple question worded in crazy ways. She tends to put people on the spot by suddenly pointing her finger at them. Today she asked me why a survey is a good way of getting data, I just sat starring at her with a confused expression on my face. Now, class is over, and the hour long break begins.

It is 60 degrees outside, but I still get a Jamba Juice. Luckily I didn't have to wait in the usual long line. I wonder why that was? I sit in Manzanitta Hall drinking a Jamba and eating Gordetto's (like chex mix but fancy). I'm sitting there talking to Amanda, when this model walks by. Ok, she probably wasn't a model, but she sure could have been. I'm not one to say anything when I notice an attractive women, so this time wasn't any different. I just had a few thoughts about how good she looked and stuff like that. The "stuff like that" was nothing dirty so don't make a weird face. Public Speaking class is a really cool class. My teacher, Jodi, is a young graduate student whose favorite two words to say are "right on." That class is really "chill". The only thing I don't like is when I have to give speeches. I get really nervous, and my hands shake and my voice quivers. I always get through them though. My last speech even got a few laughs. My biggest when I said that sometimes I saw my religion is Cashew (Catholic/Jewish). Class is now over, and i'm off too math. There isn't much to say, so I'll skip to later that night.

I invited Kyle and Amanda to go out with my family to dinner. We ate at El Torito in Sherman Oaks. Our dinner included a corny joke contest between Lauren and Kyle, (How much does a pirate pay for corn?.....a Buck-an-ear!), a discussion on how it is impossible to finish your plate when eating Mexican food, and me acting confused because I'm getting parts of conversations. After dinner, Kyle, Amanda and I went to see the movie "Shanghai Knights" at the Galleria. In my opinion, the first one was MUCH better. In this one there were a lot of awkard moments and stupid jokes. Overall it was just ok, maybe 2 stars. Aftwards I took Amanda and Kyle home. Along the way I saw a teenage girl get pulled over by a highway cop. I felt really bad for her because I know what it's like to get a ticket. The first ticket I got was for "failing to yield to a pedestrian in a crosswalk." It wasn't my fault though, I didn't see the stupid pedestrian. Now I'm hear, trying to make one long blog to make up for a bunch of missed ones. I'll try to update more often. GOODNIGHT Y'ALL!
:: Mike 12:05 AM [+] ::
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Oh Jamba Juice, how you do temp me. Almost once a week I stop by the Jamba Juice in CSUN to pick up one of their delectable delights. I usually get a Berry Lime Sublime, that is of course if I remember to say that. For some reason I always say Razzmatazz. I don't know if it's because it's such a great word to say, or if I subconsciously really want the Razzmatazz. Another thing, I never get a boost. They say that it's tasteless, but I really don't think so. Whenever I get a boost it ads this chalky taste to the jamba. And really, do you think it does anything? Have you ever been sick and gotten an immunity boost in you jamba only to have your infirmity magically disappear? Or have you gotten a femme boost and suddenly you find that your fashion sense has greatly improved? If you said yes to either of these, then shut up because your lying. The boost does nothing. When you finally stop lying to yourself believe me you'll have a much better jamba experience.
:: Mike 12:52 PM [+] ::
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My Spielberg Sighting
For those of you who don't know me, I am a promising film student and a huge fan of Sir Steven Spielberg. The other day I was driving to target when suddenly there he was. Driving in the other direction towards me! I have always wanted to see, or even meet him, and now I was (well not meeting but seeing). I really don't know cars so I'll have to describe it. It looked just like Austin Powers car but the design wasn't a British Flag, it was just the same colors. He sped by me, and suddenly I found myself smiling. I mean, I was just a few feet away from my idol. Wow, now that's an amazing feeling. I would have turned around and sped up to him but he was going kind of fast, and my little Ford Focus can't really go that fast. That is all I have to say about that.
:: Mike 8:58 AM [+] ::
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My Thanksgiving

This was the first in a few years that my mom finally cooked. Usually we end up going to friends houses where they cook up weird exotic creations trying to impress us. I say, give me just the tukey and stuffing and I'll be fine. My whole family was there, not relatives just us. It started fine, we were eating, laughing, saying what we were thankful for. Who knew it would turn ugly any minute? It started with Lauren, the instigator. She is always usually at the root of the problem. My 19yo sister with a 2yo attitude. She said something to my dad, he got mad said something to her, my mom got mad at Lauren and said something to my dad, then dad got mad at mom. Next thing I know, my dad leaves the table to watch tv, my mom is out the door to go for a walk, and Lauren screeches out of the drive way. I guess after that the thing I'm most thankful for is that know one got drowned in the mashed potatoes. To a third party, this whole ordeal my seem surprising after looking at our picture perfect family. But to close friends, it is not. Most of our family get togethers end like this. I just sit and be quite along with my younger brother and sister. Of course some of the time our family is a nice one, but usually when Lauren is there this happens. I wonder why that is? I think it's because she just asks so childish and ignorant some of the time. Whenever confronted about this she goes into denial. Oh well, time for Christmas!
:: Mike 9:21 AM [+] ::
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Eight Crazy Nights (PG-13). May I quote Burt Robets by saying "What a terrible movie that was!" Before going to this movie, I thought that it would be a nice Jewish holiday film. There would finally be a film to rival all those Christmas movies that come out every year. Adam Sandler seemed to appreciate Hannuaka, he has a whole song about how great it is to be Jewish. Let me tell you folks, this movie was not about Hannuka at all. It was about pushing a small old man down a hill in a porta-potty and then hosing him off in the freezing cold. It was like watching an animated version of Jackass. I don't know why Adam Sandler is stuck on bathroom humor, but I feel that kind of comedy is way way overdone. This movie is advertised as a childrens film, it is totally not. DO NOT TAKE YOUR KIDS TO SEE THIS MOVIE, THEY WILL BE SCARD FOR LIFE! The first half of the film was terrible, but in the second half it picked up a bit. That is why I think I should give it two stars. Some of the songs were funny, and I laughed at a couple parts. But overall it was not a good movie.I say wait for it to come out on video or until it makes it's way over to the $2. 75 theater in Northridge. By the way, I don't know how the MPAA let this be rated PG-13. I guess they were too preoccupied about seeing George Clooney's butt in Solaris. (2 out of 4)



Just go to this link, it will say everything I need to say. They gave it 4 stars, I'd give it 3.5.
:: Mike 8:44 AM [+] ::
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Happy Turkey Day!

:: Mike 8:59 PM [+] ::
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A family of suckers at Disney World
When I think of Florida, I think of old people, swamp land, and humidity. When the theme park industry thinks of Florida, they think of all the feebleminded people willing to go there to spend money. This is why I make this statement, “I hate Florida.” I know, you’re thinking that hate is a strong word. But let me tell you ladies and gentlemen, hate in this case is too feeble a word to even describe the loathing I have for this alligator state.
California was the very first to ever build a Universal Studios and Disneyland. According to tour guides in Universal we have the largest studio/theme park in the world. In Disneyland we have all the original rides; we were famous for the magic castle. If this is true then why do these theme park organizations continue to improve Florida’s version of our first parks? Jurassic Park in Universal was one of the best things I ever thought could happen to our amusement park. We were the only ones in the entire United States to even have a Jurassic Park ride. But no, that wasn’t enough. Florida went ahead and built their own Jurassic Park ride, with an entire section of the theme park along with it. They not only have the same ride we have, but they also added Camp Jurassic, Pteranodon Flyers, Triceratops Encounter, and the Jurassic Park discovery center. Now my wonderful Jurassic Park ride went from being a Hollywood blockbuster, to straight to video garbage. By improving only the theme parks in Florida, they have not only made our rides into second class B movies, but they have dented my faith in the theme park community. Our Universal was made famous with King Kong and Jaws, so Florida took that and instead of having a tram made individual rides for both those attractions. Our Disneyland’s name was even demeaned when Florida went ahead and made Walt Disney World. So now we have the land, and Florida has somehow managed to contain the entire Disney world inside a few walls. It brings a tear to my eye when I think about how they stole our Magic Castle. The one thing that defined our Disneyland was reproduced in some rotten humid state. Let me tell you there is nothing magical about your clothes sticking to your body. Unless we stop Florida, the parks will only get bigger and better. It wouldn’t surprise me in the least if they open up a California Adventure. They already stole our parks; why not steal our state as well. So the next time you decide to run off to Florida think about what I have said. Sure, you will have fun, but at what cost?

:: Mike 8:54 AM [+] ::
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