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I don’t know about you. But I have every weekend in March and one weekend in April planned out already.
March 2nd Going to Memphis, TN
March 9th Going to Corpus Christi, TX
March 16th Going to relax in Batesville, AR
March 22nd Going to Miami, FL
March 30th Parents visiting Batesville, AR
April 6th Going camping in AR
Anyone want to try to hook up on Xbox Live this Thursday evening? Name a game and I'll be there.
Number of times the media has reminded me that:
February is Black History month - 0
February is Return Shopping Carts month - 2
I’ve pretty much been dead set against the Ghost Rider movie from the very beginning. Something about a superhero who rides a flaming motorcycle just doesn’t appeal to me. Which I guess is a little odd, since I do like the Silver Surfer, the shiny silver guy who rides an atomic surfboard around the universe. And who, by the way, will be in the next Fantastic Four movie. But that’s neither here nor there. What is “here” is Nicholas Cage playing a man who has been possessed by a demon and now fights crime with his magic chain and flaming motorcycle. Also his head is a burning skull. It doesn’t take years of movie critic experience to realize this is going to be another lackluster comic book adaptation, and I was going to ignore it until I realized this: Peter Fonda plays Mephistopheles. That in itself has sparked enough interest in me to see the movie. Not in the theaters of course, but I’m pretty sure it’ll head to DVD soon enough.
This weekend Kathryn and I played backgammon via Skype—the internet phone program. Normally something like this wouldn’t mean much as we live three hours apart, but in this particular instance we were both sitting in her living room. Rather than using one computer, or *gasp* a real life board, we chose to send our information to who-knows-how-far-away while we sat not four feet apart with her at her computer and myself at my laptop. As if that wasn’t bad enough, I had to use a webcam to see her face because my back was toward her. With the computers so close, there was too much feedback to actually communicate via Skype, so at least we were talking to each other over the short distance. Otherwise, the whole situation may have gotten ridiculous.
