Movies I Plan On Going To See This Year Redux

Currently Watching: The Colbert Report(Pronounced 'repore')

1. Supaman Returns, just because I know it will either be God's gift to man or a boiling jar of horse piss. Sorry Bryan Singer.
2. Strangers with Candy, just so I can see it with Dane to prove him WRONG
3. Pirates of the Caribbean. Two. Nothing much to say here, the first was good, high hopes, yada yada, I shut up now.
4. You, Me and Dupree. Because I was so let down by Wedding Crashers(Unlike everyone else who saw it), maybe Owen can redeem himself in my eyes, because I know it means a lot to him.
5. My Super Ex-Girlfriend, because the idea of superheroes being a staple plot point in American cinema turns me on.
6. Los Clerks Dos. View Askew likely is God's gift to mankind. New release date, eh? JULY. TWENTIETH.
7. Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. At first I thought it would absolute garbage, but upon further inspection, maybe the new Anchorman?
8. Accepted. Justin Long starts his own college because he can't get into a real one, which I have thought of doing before.
9. Snake on Prane. Sammy J is my homeboy. Those muthafuckin' snakes is on the plane dis muthafuckin' August.
10. Idiocracy. It's another Luke Wilson movie, where he wakes up in a society of morons. (Insert lame, snobby/pesimistic joke right about he-ah) .
11. Crank. But only because my other hero is in it.
12. Jackass 2. But only because I've been wearing the jacket for it for a while.
13. Employee of the Month. Because I like Dane Cook and Dax Sheppard.
14. Sunshine. It just sounds really interesting.
15. Stranger than Fiction
16. Casino Royale, of course
17. SKINWALKERS. Me gustan mucho los werewolves
18. Van Wilder 2, Rise of the Taj
19. BLACK CHRISTMAS. Because I actually liked the When a Stranger Calls remake.

There ya go.

Change of Plans

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So basically, we were possibly going to move, but now we aren't. This news leaked about... a week ago, but I didn't post it because this little bit of my life(As in, el blogo) doesn't really mean much any more. It's weird, the reason I don't care is that people don't really read it any more, but when I first started it, that didn't matter. In fact, I didn't really have any sort of readership for a while, and I still did it, thus proving that when I was 13 I didn't really care what people thought whereas now I'm 15 and extremely self-concious. The worst part is that I'm aware opf that but I'm so... I don't know. All I know is that I lack any sort of confidence in myself so even though I know it's dumb to get so caught up in what people see me as, I still care a lot. I lie a lot. I tell people the reason I don't do anything about being fat is because I don't care what people think about me, but that's a huge crock of shit. I think a lot about my physical appearance, but I'm so weak-willed that I can't manage to actually keep any sort of commitment to a diet or exercise plan. So basically I suck. Anyways, backto not moving to China. Well, that makes it simple because I just said it all. We were possibly moving to China, now we're definitely not possibly moving.

My mom found my iPod. I appreciated that much. I am much obliged to her for that.

I finally managed to hang out with Danish yesterday. That was cool. We saw the Sandler movie. That's definitely got to be the saddest movie Adam Sandler will ever be responsible for making. The jokes were hysterical, even the ones I had seen in the trailer. After the movie at the glorious 278 in Hiram, we got Chinese food, which I seem to have more and more affection for all the time. Not Chinese Chinese food though, the deep-fried American Chinese food, with fortune cookies. So we ate that and hung out until God-knows-when in the morning.

So that's pretty much it.

Nothing To Say?

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I lied. Something huge to say, but something I can't say. I'd love to say it, but I really think it's too early. Put simply, it would be a huge change. An enormous change. Bigger than the one THIS week, whence Bob and I were given the basement. We've pretty much moved in already. I plugged in my beloved DELL down in the basement today, so it's officially my residence. And the computer is under the fan, and the fan actually makes it cold! Like, I'm wearing pants right now, which is beautiful. But if this huge change were to come about, my computer would not be under the fan. Because the dorm rooms at school don't have fans. Ooops, did I say that? It doesn't matter, for two reasons. A) Because no one reads this, and Green) Because that's just a product of this change, not the change itself.

I went outside today. I also socialized today. So like I said in what, my second post ev4r, I am on the neighborhood swim team. Which is sad. Not only because I am on the swim team, but also because I pretty much always get last. But some of the people on the team my age are cool. One of the girls and her friend, both of which I know from church, went out to Waffle Hausen. And we had a good time, with many hearty laughs exchanged. Donnie, our waiter, was quite the interesting fellow.

Isn't it sad that me going outside is notable? I suck.





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NEW POST

Nothing to say.

I CAUGHT ON FIRE TODAY

My moooostache
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Really, really bad sunburn. My dad and I went to a Tech baseball game, and baseball games usually entail many hours out in the sun, which, for a plae person such as myself, means turning beet red. It hurts, uh, a fair fuckin' bit.

The 2006 Clive Dangerously Film Festival

WARNING: THIS POST IS IN VIOLATION OF MADDOX'S BLOG ARTICLE. DO NOT PROCEDE IF YOU, LIKE MYSELF, ARE A MADDOX DRONE

So... Hanging out this week pretty much entirely by myself. And TV is pretty lame during the day, so I have been watching a lot of movies. We've got EMPIRE OF THE SUN. It's a lesser-known Spielberg movie, and I felt quite intellectual and better than everyone else while watching it. Then... Firewall. I pretty much had this one figured out from the beginning. You could see pretty much every twist in advance, but it wasn't bad. I like Harrison Ford's angry voice. He's so funny when he's growling. I can just imagine him shouting "GET OFF MY PLANE!" at any point in time. The next night my dad and I went to the theatre (Notice how I spelled it in a fancy way?) and saw THANK YOU FOR SMOKING, which I expected to be like a fictional-spin on a Michael Moore book. But it was incredibly apolitical, as in, not politically charged. Just really fucking funny. It also had Cameron Bright, who up until then, was my archnemesis. I just plain used to not like him. I felt that he ruined many a movie for me. But he was awesome in "Thank You...", simply perfect for the role. Rob Lowe's character reminded me of Kevin Nealon in Granma's Boy, and that movie was fucking hysterical, so Rob Lowe was hysterical. After the movie, I had one of the rip-off ChickFilA sammiches from Mickey D's. It was okay, but the pickles were like, disgusting. and everywhere. It was me vs. the pickels, and I almost lost.

Actually, now that I think about it, I might have seen Firewall AFTER "Thank You...". Another thing about summer, aside from being alone, I cannot place things in a timeline. The other day, my dad asked me what I had to eat that day, as my diet has become a common topic as of late, and I told him. A bowl of Kix. Trouble is, I suddenly remember that I hadn't eaten Kix sense... Well, months before that. I remembered sometihng that never happened. I also cannot tell you what day it is. Anyways, back to movies. I watched Fat Albert, Batman, Batman Begins, Waiting and Eurotrip. Fat Albert was instantly forgettable, aside from being awful, and the rest of the movies I had already seen. That's why I watched them. So this film festival was pretty lame. I rented "The Squid and the Whale", but I read the back of the case when I got home from Blockbuster (WHICH I walked to, by the way) and apparently there is NO epic battle between a large squid and a land-whale. DAMN.

Jesus and Tayshawn

Jesus and Tayshawn
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

A new buddy cop movie currently in production, with Jesus as the laid back, hip, inner-city cop and Tayshawn as the straight-laced, up tight, almost retired cop. Did you see the role reversal there? Normally the white guy is the uptight one. But that's pretty much the pitch. Like a buddy cop movie, but a little different. It will probably still have some really lame twist where one of the good guys turns out to be a bad guy, but only because I am completely not creative at all.

A Shot of Me Laying Down

A Shot of Me Laying Down
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

I know it's incredibly pathetic to have a solo photo shoot, but I'm home alone nad I have no interest in talking to anyone who lives in my neighborhood because the majority of them suck. Anyways, note the lack of mirrors used in taking this picture. The majority of teenage drones would have taken a picture of a mirror. Instead, I got on the ground, held the camera up and SHABAM, there we go. NOT a cam whore.

Eh

hindenburger
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Credit goes to Dan-o.

New York gets a hive five

Currently Listening To:Gotta Reason by Hard-FI
I am back from New York. Actually, I got back Friday, but neglected to post until now because apparently there is a cure for the nerd gene. It's only temporary, though. To get to t3h cityzorz, we took... THE TRAIN. That's right, Amtrak, bitcholas. Holy shit, can you say "Amtrak was pretty weak. I can see why not a lot of people use it anymore"? First of all, the employees were kind of dicks. We was getting a lot of attitude, especially because our group was kind of loud. And we're teenagers. I've learned that not many people like teenagers. Just other teenagers and creepy bus drivers. The train stopped a lot, too. In the time it took to rail up to NYC, we could flown there... and back... 4 or 5 times. But the train was spacious, and you didn't really have to be seated during the trip. And tunnels are awesome in trains. So anyways, twenty-one hours after leaving the station, we get there. After an hour of waiting for bags and shit, all 19 of us pile in to some cabs with English speaking folks to our quaint and qurappy hostel. The rooms were tiny, cramped, hot, and a tad nasty. and twelve people sharing 1 toilet and 1 shower is probably not a good idea. The hostel was populated by Europeans, both the hot and the creepy/old, and the hostel was, as far as I could tell, in the middle of the gay village. It made some of the littles dirks in the group quite uncomfortable, despite the fact that I don't think any of us were ever approached by a gay person. Oh, and another thing, I'd say that it's incredibly unwise to be saying "faggot" in the middle of a gay neighborhood, similar to saying the dreaded n-word in like Harlem or something. Just because all of the gay guys on TV are feminine doesn't mean one you meet in real life can't beat the shit out of you. Anyways, back to other things, I did actually like New York. First off, I love public transportation. We got these little subway cards so we didn't have to fuck with tokens and it was just like, "SWIPE" and bam, you get to go ride around town with homeless people in a metal tube that smells like piss. And the buses were cool too. Hey, I live in the south, I'll take whatever I can get. I also like how new stuff was put into old buildings. The movie theater where we saw X3(Which was phenominal, by the way) was built in like an old apartment building or something. The theater looked like the stand-alone ones we have here on the inside but it looked exactly like the other buildings near it on the outside. I laso like how the Apple store was entirely underground, except for the big glass square with the elevator above it. Badaaaaaaaaass. Times Square was cool because it still looked like the afternoon at midnight. Spamalot was hysterical, as was expected, and the bear spotting was exciting. Well, there wasn;t really a bear. What happened was, in the hostel, I was yelling at pedestrians saying that I was God, and asking them how they were enjoying my day. Some dude poured water down on to me, so I stopped that, instead opting to warn New Yorkers about the impending danger of bears looking for honey. We had several drills. Mosto f the people on the trip were decent. The two girls I hated on the trip last year were evne bitchier, but I managed to avoid most of it because we didn't spend as much time packed in small spaces as on the Maine trip. I had a bi-polar kind of relationship with the guys in my room. One minute we would gang up on one kind, then another, and then another, so everyone got a fairshare of beat down. Except for me. Because people bow before me. Most of the ganing up on befell the kid who was pretty much glued to his phone, going back and forth talking to Keytrayvis and his girlfriend. Talking until 1:30 in the morning? Not cool. Oh, and I didn't run out of money this time. I did, however, seeming develop an eating disorder, because aparently only bringing a little bit of cash out to eat qualifies as one. The hot dogs were good, as was the Chinese place we ate, but the pizza was mediocre at best. My favorite part, without a doubt, was the Virgin record store. Why?

1. The didn't ID
2. They sold condoms at the register. Not gonna be a virgin for long
3. I've been telling that joke all week
4. They were having a sale. On music!
5. It was several stories large
6. No rednecks or soccer moms in my way
7. Sorry for the X-Men spoiler at the beginning

Love, Ryan