Last night was our final indoor game for the season and I’ll let this video explain how it went down.
I saw some clips from it on IMDB. Those were some of the most bleak, depressing and beautifully humorous clips I’ve seen in a rather long time. It got 90% on RottenTomatoes. This film is on DVD which means it slipped by my radar. I’m losing my game, I hate getting old. And while I’m at it—by which I mean my old age—can Hollywood do me a favor and make a couple more films like this a year. Am I asking for too much?
I’m not really sure why, but during the past several months I’ve developed an insatiable appetite for self enrichment.
I had a brief stint with French, which is making a comeback now that my computer is a more hospitable environment for Rosetta Stone. I tried it out for a couple weeks about 6 months ago and I still remember some stuff. That’s a pretty good testament for the program.
I’ve been taking piano lessons for a few months now, and I also just bought a guitar to carry around the house while pretending to know how to play. I figure I’ll actively engage in one musical instrument at a time, so I probably won’t be taking any guitar lessons until I feel I’ve made considerable headway in piano; I’m getting there. In the mean time I’m trying to make sense of the guitar tabs on my own.
As soon as I get my dSLR I’ll be on a mission to take pictures of anything and everything. Hopefully I’ll be able to build a somewhat respectable photography portfolio.
And finally, this week Shields and I are planning to go check out this Krav Maga place near us. Then we’re gonna start picking fights. Douche bags everywhere, beware!
