Things are never quite what they seem. Nevertheless, here are a few things I've been thinking about lately.
--- I want to enter an original film into the Sundance Film Festival. Not a serious film, not a dramatic film, not an art film -- just a horrible, bullshit, stupid film that I will act VERY seriously about. It will probably be about something totally random & worthless, like sock puppets, or something. They'll be trying to eat corn on the cobb (but can't because they're fucking sock puppets, GET IT?!?!), be wearing little top-hats, and have their stupid, tiny umbrella's blown inside out by a blow dryer. I don't know much about film, but I'll tell you this much: I bet it will be better than garbage shit-fest BLACK SWAN. At least I'd want to watch sock puppets eating corn on the cobb more than once (not opposed to Mila Kunis eating, either, though... ).
--- I hate those rice-rocket Subaru rally-type cars. No offense if you or someone you know owns one - but you're probably a dick. And you probably masturbate to the thoughts of racing other douche-bags in Subaru's with stupid exhaust systems. Congruently, I also hate how many types of vehicles that the Seattle Police department deems necessary to own. Dodge Chargers, Chevy Caprices, Harley motorycles, Honda motorcycles, segways, bicycles, HORSES, city buses, and Astro Vans. I'm sure I'm missing a few, but still --- when is enough, ENOUGH!? So I propose they go undercover & get a souped-up Subaru and bait these assholes into racing them on the freeway, then call it a high-speed chase, throw them in jail, and let other prisoners beat the shit out of their stupid cars up with sledge-hammers. Boom: less douche-bags in Subarus = world better place.
--- Why is "OK" magazine called "OK"?? Was "Meh, It's Alright" magazine already taken? What other incredibly average shitty name was reserved that you chose to go with "OK" magazine? I hate OK magazines. I want AWESOME magazines. If I ever start a magazine, it will be called "SO MUCH BETTER THAN JUST OK" magazine.
--- Now that I live alone, I wish Comcast would have some kind of 'single person' rate of TV. I mean, it doesn't make sense that you pay a certain amount of money and ANYONE in your house can watch it, but if I am watching it alone I pay the same amount? Bullshit. There's single-serving soy-sauce, but not TV? We're doing this wrong.
--- If I owned the Mariners, I'd be making them wear all-pink uniforms until they started giving a shit about winning. I secretly hope fans stop showing up and finally making the team LOSE money so hopefully the team-owners will also start giving a shit and making some much-needed moves. However, I love the Mariners and like going to watch them lose.