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im shameholerobot to join the club

8.17.2004

Before I started college, a friend told me that I should go see a
movie alone. I'm sure his point was that I should take in the
experience of a movie without the distraction of someone sitting next
to me, thus fully realizing the poetry and cohesion of the film as a
work of art. These concepts normally exist only in a hazy cloud that
hovers somewhere above me which in my mind I have labeled "Art &
Related," a place which is visited only when an English teacher or
analagous entity forces me to produce some sort of "meaningful"
interpretation of an "artpiece." Art is like sports, I understand
that it exists, I just don't understand WHY it exists.

Anyway, Friday night I found myself alone, tired and weary of this
mortal earth. Setting it apart from most Fridays, I found myself also
homeless. Thus I set off into the world, society's world that is, to
make my way. The process of elimination soon led me to one of the few
socially accepted Friday night activities I don't aceticly deny
myself: the movie. My most sincere efforts having produced no
companions and my decisive d12 confirming the plan, I was soon seeing
Spider-man 2 alone. There was actually one other person in the
theater, but I didn't talk to him or anything.

I'm not even going to talk about the movie. You guys would have to
level up 100 times before you'd be ready for the amount of complaining
I want to do. Okay, actually I am, but just not as much as I could.
If you have a probem with that you should probably ignore not only the
rest of this paragraph, but possibly the rest of my life. Anyway, for
those of you who paid attention when you saw it, do you realize that
Spider-man struggled with spider-impotence in this movie? Spider-man
loses his powers often enough, assuming those instances haven't been
retconned out of the standurd continuity, but usually the culprit is
the common cold, or the common bolt of lightning, or the common
machine designed to transfer Spider-man's lifeforce into the Kingpin's
son. In non-complaint oriented comic book analysis, we have a nice
setup for two future villains, although it makes no sense for Kurt
Connors to be teaching fusion. Regardless I can't really see a
Spider-man movie with the Lizard as the bad guy. Well, I can see it
but it doesn't suck. Of course I didn't think they could pull off Doc
Ock either, but they did an adequate enough job. Anyway, it seems
pretty obvious that we'll be seeing Green Goblin II as the next
badguy. You the general populace will I'm sure be spared from seeing
any of the subsequent Green Goblins. You should feel thankful for
that, but cheated that I have infected you with the somewhat viriitic
knowledge of their existences.

My friend would be pleased to know I saw a movie in almost total
isolation but since I actually hadn't set foot in a movie theater in
almost a year, my accomplishment was probably cancelled out in his
mind.

Gwen Stacy was thrown off a bridge and died.

Shameful event of the day: called out of bed by Steve.
Cublicle addition of the day: Marvel page-a-day calendar.
Number of people seen in cubicles wearing cowboy hats: 1.

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