watch this trailer for The Pursuit of Happyness.

It’s a heart wrencher.

You see that at the end? This is based on truth. He really had to teach his 5 year old son about the hardships of life. All the while working his ass off for no money in an internship. No money. And you see how awesome he is at the Rubik’s Cube. Damn. Some guy really went through all that. His name is Chris Gardner. he was interviewed on 20/20 and his real life story inspired some muckity mucks to make this movie. The suits even reassured that “It was really important to meet him so we could reassure him that, no matter what changes we made for dramatic purposes…” What? Changes? Oh, they must mean character compositions and little things like making him look like Wil Smith because they even say, “… we would fight passionately to preserve the integrity of how he had lived, and continues to live, his life.” Integretiy. I like that word.

Among the most prominent changes were (Prominent? There goes integrity)
1. The elimination of the small stipend Gardner received from his internship.
Oh, so he didn’t work for free? he made a little bit of money? O.K. Maybe you wanted him to be REALLY poor. Fine. I guess there’s still integrity in that.
2. Turning the character of Gardner’s son from an infant into a five-year-old boy
WHAT? All those awesome heart to hearts never happened? That great game of B-Ball? Oh, c’mon now.
3. The addition of some color by making the lead character a whiz at the Rubik’s cube though the real Gardner had never picked up a Rubik’s cube in his life.
O.K. now you’re just making shit up. That’s just ridiculous.

I finally went to my first live hockey match on Thursday.
Atlanta Thrashers v. Washington Capitals.
Matt and I scored some Clear Channel tickets from ou Clear Channel hookup.
After a mildly confusing search for the correct parking garage, we made it to the game only a few minutes late. That didn’t matter though. The seats we had made up for the tardiness. 4th row!

It was everything a hockey game should be. The game was a rollercaoaster ride of excitement. We were ahead, then behind, then ahead, then behind, then with seconds left on the clock we tie it up, then after a no score overtime we win the SuddenDeath shootout. Go Thrashers. Go Thrashers.
And Go loud sound barrier piercing screaming lady behind us. Now Matt and I know what it is like to bleed from our ears. And go woman and son who got there almost 10 minutes into the 3rd period and reclaiming the even better front row seats Matt and I swiped after watching them be empty for 2 periods and 10 minutes. And go EVERYONE* that booed the ad promoting the upcoming Dixie Chicks concert that displayed on the Jumbotron. You all really went above and beyond to prove just how awesome ignorance is. Cheers to you.

*Almost the entire audience in the arena was booing.

Reasons The Departed stunk :
- Not enough Alec Baldwin
- Jack Nicholson as someone from Boston
- Scorcese using “Gimme Shelter” by The Rolling Stones. Again.
- Not enough Marky Mark
- They should have kept the original title, Infernal Affairs. It’s a lot less pretentious.
- If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Matt Damon used the same technique to get the girl in Good Will Hunting.
- Oh I get it. They were both Rats in their own right you see, so there’s a Rat that crawls across the railing at the end of the film. Rat. Rat. See? Oh yeh, and the Church is there in the background too in case that wasn’t forced down your throat enough
- Not enough Alec Baldwin

All in all I’d much rather watch the movie where Alec Baldwin and Marky Mark insult each others mothers, tell each other to fuck off, and play with their junk.
I’d ruin the ending and save you all the 2 hours and 20 minutes. But I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll let you all sit through it and see how throwing a couple blood squibs in a movie all of a sudden qualifies it as “Scorcese at his best.”

The two gals that live upstairs from me are moving. Theyve been going through the usual ordeal of throwing out shit they don’t need. Two such bags of garbage contained mostly food garbage and waste. Rather than put any of their trash in the THREE giant size cans we have outside, they just put them on front of them. I can see how hard it must have been to go the extra inch. So this morning I got to pick up the trash the creatures of the night scampered through. one of the bags had a hole in it so when I picked it up it opened on me. Fucking cunts.
shit
I only just realized after getting out of the shower that I have no clean boxers. All I have left in my vast array of undergarments is a pair of blue briefs. These fuckers are uncomfortable.
Fucking cunts.

Last night I finally got to play Dead Rising. The new game from Capcom for the XBOX 360. It’s a zombie game. And at first glance would appear to be the Dawn of the Dead of zombie killing games. It takes place at a mall, There are zombies.
Well the results are finnally in and we all agreed.
It sucks.
How do you fuck up a zombie game this bad? The last time I was this disappointed by the high hopes I set was the Suicide Girls Burlesque Show.
What obviously doesn’t suck, however is the top notch marketing team over at Capcom that had me convinced the game was awesome before ever playing it. Hell, I was ready to buy a 360 just to play the game.

Also, Mr T. apparently has a new show. It’s called I Pity The Fool. Has anybody held on to a catch phrase for this long before?

I have less than a week left here.
This past weekend saw me driving to Rochester NY to visit the kids o’er at Geva.
I didn’t get much time there, but it’s a nice place. Tim took me to the record store he works at. It was huge and I was impatient and not feeling well so I only grabbed one thing. Fear Of Pop’s CD for 5 bux. When I got to the counter they gave me the 25% off hookup. Makes me wish I had grabbed all that stuff I wanted but didn’t want to spend money on. But it’s not like you can turn around and say “Oh, well if you’re giving me a discount, let me go grab some more.”
Won my first game of Settlers the other night. Finally. After a losing streak that beats all losing streaks.
It’s been abnormally warm and humid lately. Where’s that chilly October weather I think I remember about October?
Hockey season starts tonight. Sorry you’ll miss it Matt-O. It’s the “Ontario Rivalry” or something. Toronto Maple Leafs vs. The Ottowa Something or others. So that should be pretty pretty pretty pretty exciting.
Party on Wayne.

Nope, he’s a movie extra.