I Am The Head Crusher

2003-02-09T11:50:00.000-08:00

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!

2003-02-08T00:05:00.000-08:00

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!

2003-01-13T12:52:00.000-08:00

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.

2002-12-04T08:58:00.000-08:00

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.

2002-12-02T09:21:00.000-08:00

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!

2002-12-02T08:44:00.000-08:00

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.

2002-11-28T20:59:00.000-08:00

Happy Turkey Day!

2002-11-25T08:54:00.000-08:00

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?

2002-11-20T09:34:00.000-08:00

I have decided that from now on I will post what new things I have aquired lately...or things I've lost...

Thing's I Have Aquired:
Scores
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Thing's I Have Lost:
Computer Related
I tried cleaning my computer keyboard by taking it apart, now it doesn't work!

2002-11-20T09:14:00.000-08:00

Yesterday while on the freeway I saw a familiar pink corvette with the license plate that read ANGELYN just ahead of me. If you do not know her, she is the woman with the many large erotic billboards of her around Hollywood and Los Angeles that say Angelyne on them and nothing more. Yesterday's sighting would have been maybe my 5th or 6th. Most of the time I see her on the freeway, but once I saw her leaving a lingerie store. When I saw Angelyne, I decided to be daring and zoom up along next to her so I could get a better look. So I did so, and what I saw will horrify me to this day. She looked like Barbie had become life size, put on tons of make-up, changed her name to Angelyn, and bought a pink corvette. Although I only saw her profile I got a pretty good look at her. All Angelyne did to become famous was make herself look like a clown, get huge breast implants (some clown!), and put the billboards up. If this is all you need to do to become famous I see no reason why my 8th grade English teacher Ms. Jacob's can't become famous. Did you know that she has her own web page where she advertises for tours and her politic campaign?

Angelyne Links:

1. Angelyne Sightings Report

2. Angelyne's Driving Tours - official site

3. Forever Angelyne

2002-11-18T08:39:00.000-08:00

Good morning everyone. Over the weekend I had kind of a pre-birthday celebration on the 16th for the 27th. You may be thinking, "Why would Michael in all his brilliance do such a dreadful thing?" Well, because Harry Potter had come out and I didn't want to wait 'till the 27th.

2002-11-18T08:37:00.000-08:00

The Gifts:
I thought that it would only be amusing if I were to put what gifts I received on my pre-birthday celebration with the person's name that gave it to me.....
1.Amanda - Season 1 of Buffy on DVD, a Buffy magazine, and a Buffy calendar;
2.Laura - delayed...according to her it has not been delivered yet;
3.Michelle - $20, who doesn't love money? I sure don't!;
4.Lady - A fashionable shirt plus sheet music with some of the most memorable movie themes;
5.Kyle - he said he would give it to me on my birthday...this better be good!

2002-11-18T08:35:00.000-08:00

Dobey the House Elf:

One of the new character's introduced into the film was a computerized House Elf named Dobey. He is basically a slave for a wizard family who is bent on self-mutilation. I heard from critics that he was more annoying than Jar-Jar Binks. Well I say to them, "no." Have they not seen Jar-Jar Binks. If I recall I found him to be rather annoying. So annoying in fact that I wanted to reach into the screen, grab Darth Maul's light saber, and split him in two. So in all what I'msaying is that Dobey is not a bad guy. Although a little computerized at times, he did not get on my nerves and he made me laugh at times.

2002-11-18T08:34:00.000-08:00

Oh what a grand movie Harry Potter was. In it's entirety, the movie was 10 times better than the first. Not only was the acting better than its predecessor, but so was the way it was filmed, the flow, and the story. In the first film at times I wanted to reach in to the screen, grab Harry's wand, vaporize Ron, and petrify annoying Hormonie. But in this film I had no inclination to do such a thing. This time they made me believe that they were the character's that they were portraying. One major reason I think the second is better than the first is because the first was all build up and no story. While this one is a great story all the way through. (3.5 out of 4)

2002-11-13T08:45:00.000-08:00

When I'm bored, I tend to do odd things. One thing I might just do is watch Japanese television on channel 18. Well, on Monday I happened to be bored so guess what I did. I watched 30 minutes of a movie or show called "Confession." It was a drama I think, but I found it to be funny. I think it was about these two little girls that live with their mother as slaves/workers for this women in Japan. One of the girls is a real do-gooder, but she always tries to look out for her younger sister who always gets in to trouble. One day, the younger sister was out walking when she saw a boy she liked riding towards her on a bicycle. He was dressed like he was either delivering mail or war correspondence. She wanted to catch his attention so she poked this beehive on a nearby tree and all of these cartoon bees came out and started attacking her. She's screaming her head off and the boy comes to the rescue. He takes her home on his bike. This is the first time they actually met, and she will meet him again as an adult. On another day, the younger sister goes out and comes back drunk, probably on Saki. She is comically hiccupping and falling over. Her sister tries to protect her from the parents, be even so the younger sister is hauled off and beaten with a bamboo stick on the back of the legs. It leaves these big red marks. This is about the time I turned it off, right when they transitioned to adults. This is the kind of stuff that is normally on Japanese television. There is also this one show I saw which is about women giving birth. It's funny because they score the birth to famous movie music.
You should definitely check out channel 18 when you get a chance. Just not to late because at a certain time the normal infomercials start and don't stop 'till the morning.

2002-11-11T10:17:00.000-08:00

Over the weekend I saw the movie "8 Mile." I saw this movie having no anticipation and no expectations. I only went to this movie because it was Saturday night and I had nothing to do. I always see movies I wouldn't normally see when I have nothing else to do. Like when I saw the "Baby Sitter's Club" or "Jimmy Neutron Boy Genuis." Boy are those some terrible movies. Anyways, so I went to see "8 Mile" and let me tell you it actually was pretty good. Even though I'm not a big fan of rap, I was still able to enjoy it. As far as acting went it was sub-par. Eminem was, well Eminem. Kim Basinger had to be the worst thing in the entire movie. Whoever thought to cast her as the white trailer trash mother should definately be fired. Britney Murphy was pretty good. She always picks such different rolls, but thank God she can do them. She went from being a bubble head high schooler, to a mentally disturbed patient (twice), now she is a kind of a model who seems to always just be hanging out in the crumbling parts of Detroit. Although at the end of the movie they leave some loose end, there weren't so bad to the point where I had to stand up in the theater and yell "Well what the hell happened!?!" I say go ahead and see "8 Mile", you won't be dissapointed. (3 out of 4 stars)

SUMMARY OF MOVIE:
Based partially on Eminem's life, Eminem plays B Rabbit. A fast talking, fist throwing, emotionally disturbed rapper trying to make it on the streets of Detroit. After failing in a rapper battle (it's just two people rapping and the audience picks the best of the two), Rabbit movies back to the homested trailer with his mother played by Kim Basinger, and his lilttle sister. The movie is about learning to be true to yourself, and don't let other people make you feel inferior.

2002-11-08T19:55:00.000-08:00

On my way home today from school the rain started me thinking about tornados. I don't know why...but that's what I was thinking about. I was wondering, do tornados just magically appear right where someone is standing? If not, then why do people get sucked into them. Do they not have time to run or even better drive away? On top of that, you have people running into there trailers and homes. Have they not seen the "Wizard of Oz"? I always thought that tornados picked up houses, cars, trailers, etc. Why would anyone want to hide in them if it's just gonna get picked up and thrown. A tornado is not like a burglar, you can't avoid it by hiding (I know stupid analogy, but it works). I say run for the hills and don't look back! Don't sit in one place waiting for something that can be avoided. Get out of the way of that freaking tornado!

Just some questions for you to ponder...I sure will be...

2002-11-08T12:55:00.000-08:00

This is my alarm clock.
Every day I wake at about 6:45 am, but I don't get up till around 7:02 am. Once in a while though I will oversleep because of my stupid alarm clock. I will be having a dream where this strange high-pitched buzzing sound is happening, and in the dream I can't find the source.
For example, I had this dream a little while ago where I was watching Crossroads (no I have never seen it and that movie being in my dream only made it more of a nightmare) with a large group of people in my home. One of the girls watching the movie was someone from the movie (not Britney), and she kept protesting that she had never seen the movie before. Anyways, so suddenly in comes this buzzing sound, which I gotta tell you bugged the hell out of me. So I get up and look for the source. I find three different wristwatches in 3 different places around the room. I wander around with these buzzing wristwatches asking people "Are these yours?" But of course no one wants to admit that the annoying buzzing sound is coming from their discarded watch. Finally, someone says that the watches belong to him. They take the watches; do some twisting of the dial things (I have no idea what there called) and the buzzing stops. I start to walk away, when very gradually the buzzing begins again. This is the point where I open my eyes, realize it was a dream, and shut off that annoying buzzer on my alarm clock.