Shallow post is shallow!
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trinityvixenAnd now that that test is over! I can post about the trivial things that are much more interesting to me! Woo!
My weekend was lovely. My niece is all sorts of adorable, though, because she is two, prone to throwing a tantrum when she needs to. Her vocabulary and reasoning skills have vastly improved, which makes it easier to converse with her. She still loves playing Lego Star Wars, so I'm tempted to bring out another Lego game for her to play over Christmas whenever she needs distracting.
We took some pretty silly pictures for a family holiday card. As soon as my mother gets the pictures from her camera, I'm going to grab a bunch of them. There's one absolutely hilarious one where we're all together--the kids and my brother-in-law and my niece is standing in the background, hands on hips, staring disapprovingly at us. I take all the credit for our photos being silly. I insisted we run around and change places willy-nilly at random between each shot. My mother was laughing so hard, she could barely take the picture.
The baby shower was predictably girly, despite the fact that the baby-to-be is a boy. I scared everybody by recounting how I had, as far as my sister's reproductive habits are concerned, been fairly prescient so far. I predicted, accurately, what sex each baby would be, and I was the one who was sure that my niece would be born the 28th even when my sister, who'd started having contractions in the morning, went to the hospital to actually deliver in the late afternoon on the 27th. I have taken December 14th as the day for the nephew-to-be to be born, though the caveat I make here is that I was actually thinking it would be the 15-16th. The decision was made for me, however, since we were taking turns picking dates and those other dates had been chosen already. We'll see whether my predictions have the weight of prescience to them or whether regardless of my inclination my declaring a thing makes it so.
(Of course, he could be born on any other day besides the 14-16 and give all amiss. We'll see.)
While I was in San Francisco, I finally got to see G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra. I can't say that it was better than, say, Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Certainly, it was shorter, so it has that in its favor. It also has Ray Park in it, another bonus. I am not as loyal to that franchise as I am to Transformers, however, so I feel more affection for the two minutes of robots transforming into cars and back again even in a bloated movie of wasted space than I can for a slightly less bloated movie of wasted space with some cool things that have no real claim on my nostalgic affection.
Bottom line? The movie is abusive in its stupidity. It also stars Channing Tatum, who could give Megan Fox a run for her money in the "I'm only here to be pretty, don't expect me to act" sweepstakes. (Note: I don't find either of them to be attractive. My younger sister and brother-in-law disagree about Tatum and Fox, respectively.) Eventually, I stopped trying to make sense out of anything and just started to say, "Ninja!" every time something happened that didn't track, logically-speaking. It's the "Wizard did it" of G.I. Joe. No, actually, the "Wizard did it!" would be "SCIENCE!" But it was more fun to shout "NINJA!" at the screen. "SCIENCE!" is so played out.
If you want the fun of the abuse of watching the movie without having to watch it, I recommend this excellent Topless Robot review. I'd read their Transformers review, loved that, and saved the link to this one until the G.I. Joe movie came around on DVD. Suffice to say, I didn't like it as much as this reviewer did, but his review is still really funny. The comments are even better because it proves that shipping isn't something that happens only to fangirls. I'm 99.999999% sure that no one who would comment on a G.I. Joe thread is female. So all the dudes spending far too much time going, "WTF, SNAKE EYES/SCARLET 4EVR" are adorable to me. Oh, boys.
Of course, they're probably just shipping that particular pairing because, as far as self-insert characters of choice go, Snake Eyes is up there. Did I mention that he's A NINJA!?! Did I mention that he's RAY PARK in this movie? So, yeah, I get why they'd want him to get the hot chick. (Not that the Baronness wasn't hot. Missed her vaguely Eastern European accent though.) That, and it gives them an excuse to show off their frighteningly extensive knowledge of the G.I. Joe comics. What nerd doesn't love showing other nerds how much nerdier they are than them? I can dig it.
But still! Fanboys! Shipping wars! We can all get along. :D
Let's see, anything else? Nope. I just finished that stupid practice test, I have to get my lab in some sort of recognizable shape before tomorrow, and I've got work to do at actual work. Better get to it then.
My weekend was lovely. My niece is all sorts of adorable, though, because she is two, prone to throwing a tantrum when she needs to. Her vocabulary and reasoning skills have vastly improved, which makes it easier to converse with her. She still loves playing Lego Star Wars, so I'm tempted to bring out another Lego game for her to play over Christmas whenever she needs distracting.
We took some pretty silly pictures for a family holiday card. As soon as my mother gets the pictures from her camera, I'm going to grab a bunch of them. There's one absolutely hilarious one where we're all together--the kids and my brother-in-law and my niece is standing in the background, hands on hips, staring disapprovingly at us. I take all the credit for our photos being silly. I insisted we run around and change places willy-nilly at random between each shot. My mother was laughing so hard, she could barely take the picture.
The baby shower was predictably girly, despite the fact that the baby-to-be is a boy. I scared everybody by recounting how I had, as far as my sister's reproductive habits are concerned, been fairly prescient so far. I predicted, accurately, what sex each baby would be, and I was the one who was sure that my niece would be born the 28th even when my sister, who'd started having contractions in the morning, went to the hospital to actually deliver in the late afternoon on the 27th. I have taken December 14th as the day for the nephew-to-be to be born, though the caveat I make here is that I was actually thinking it would be the 15-16th. The decision was made for me, however, since we were taking turns picking dates and those other dates had been chosen already. We'll see whether my predictions have the weight of prescience to them or whether regardless of my inclination my declaring a thing makes it so.
(Of course, he could be born on any other day besides the 14-16 and give all amiss. We'll see.)
While I was in San Francisco, I finally got to see G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra. I can't say that it was better than, say, Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Certainly, it was shorter, so it has that in its favor. It also has Ray Park in it, another bonus. I am not as loyal to that franchise as I am to Transformers, however, so I feel more affection for the two minutes of robots transforming into cars and back again even in a bloated movie of wasted space than I can for a slightly less bloated movie of wasted space with some cool things that have no real claim on my nostalgic affection.
Bottom line? The movie is abusive in its stupidity. It also stars Channing Tatum, who could give Megan Fox a run for her money in the "I'm only here to be pretty, don't expect me to act" sweepstakes. (Note: I don't find either of them to be attractive. My younger sister and brother-in-law disagree about Tatum and Fox, respectively.) Eventually, I stopped trying to make sense out of anything and just started to say, "Ninja!" every time something happened that didn't track, logically-speaking. It's the "Wizard did it" of G.I. Joe. No, actually, the "Wizard did it!" would be "SCIENCE!" But it was more fun to shout "NINJA!" at the screen. "SCIENCE!" is so played out.
If you want the fun of the abuse of watching the movie without having to watch it, I recommend this excellent Topless Robot review. I'd read their Transformers review, loved that, and saved the link to this one until the G.I. Joe movie came around on DVD. Suffice to say, I didn't like it as much as this reviewer did, but his review is still really funny. The comments are even better because it proves that shipping isn't something that happens only to fangirls. I'm 99.999999% sure that no one who would comment on a G.I. Joe thread is female. So all the dudes spending far too much time going, "WTF, SNAKE EYES/SCARLET 4EVR" are adorable to me. Oh, boys.
Of course, they're probably just shipping that particular pairing because, as far as self-insert characters of choice go, Snake Eyes is up there. Did I mention that he's A NINJA!?! Did I mention that he's RAY PARK in this movie? So, yeah, I get why they'd want him to get the hot chick. (Not that the Baronness wasn't hot. Missed her vaguely Eastern European accent though.) That, and it gives them an excuse to show off their frighteningly extensive knowledge of the G.I. Joe comics. What nerd doesn't love showing other nerds how much nerdier they are than them? I can dig it.
But still! Fanboys! Shipping wars! We can all get along. :D
Let's see, anything else? Nope. I just finished that stupid practice test, I have to get my lab in some sort of recognizable shape before tomorrow, and I've got work to do at actual work. Better get to it then.
