Oh, My God
The movie just got even stupider. Apparently, Yetis are able to practically levitate. It jumps like one of the astronauts on the moon. Plus, the survivors were fighting back, against this giant, man-eating monster, by throwing snowballs at it.
Yeah, like that's going to work.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
From The Now I've Seen Everything File
I'm sitting here on the couch, enjoying my VACATION and watching a stunningly stupid movie. Yeti. About a bunch of high school or college athletes that crash in the Himalayas. And the Abominable Snowman eats them! Oh My God!!! Two of them went to look for the black box because the plane broke into pieces. They find it, but then one of them gets, you guessed it, ripped apart by the Yeti. The other one falls and breaks his leg, so he splints his leg with the other guy's arm. As if that wasn't silly enough, he only uses one strap to tie it on. That poor leg's going to be flapping all over the place.
Another stupid thing is, even though they're rolling around in the snow you can't see anybody's breath. Plus, they're all running around in jackets and coats, but hardly anybody has their hoods pulled up.
I'm sitting here on the couch, enjoying my VACATION and watching a stunningly stupid movie. Yeti. About a bunch of high school or college athletes that crash in the Himalayas. And the Abominable Snowman eats them! Oh My God!!! Two of them went to look for the black box because the plane broke into pieces. They find it, but then one of them gets, you guessed it, ripped apart by the Yeti. The other one falls and breaks his leg, so he splints his leg with the other guy's arm. As if that wasn't silly enough, he only uses one strap to tie it on. That poor leg's going to be flapping all over the place.
Another stupid thing is, even though they're rolling around in the snow you can't see anybody's breath. Plus, they're all running around in jackets and coats, but hardly anybody has their hoods pulled up.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
In And Out In 20 Minutes
Well, I made it to the polls. There was a line, but not bad. There was a little confusion. They actually had four lines. One for people in town, and then one for people a-g or whatever, one for h-o (again, or whatever) and one for the rest. Once people figured out we were supposed to be starting out in separate lines instead of one master line and then go to the right lady when you get to the front of the line it went a lot quicker.
I thought I was prepared to vote. I had my voting card they sent saying I'm cool. I looked the ballot up on line so I knew what I was going to be voting on. At least I thought I knew what was going to be on the ballot. There were all these local issues I hadn't heard anything about. Should a bunch of judges keep their jobs? Should the ambulance district get a bunch of money for something or other? I don't know. Why should I have any say in who's the coroner? What do I know about dead bodies? Besides what I pick up on CSI?
I did vote, but I forgot to get my sticker. We voted in a new place today. A little conference room beside the new bank in town. There used to be about five or six individual little booths set up in what used to be my band room when I played flute in I think 5th and 6th grade. Now I'm not sure what the room's used for. Some little kid stuff. This time there were about four long tables, with six little plastic voting booths on each with something silly on the side, like "Turbo Vote 2". As if basically a big three-sided cardboard divider is somehow cutting edge. There were a lot more places to vote, but I still saw a couple of people waiting for a seat. The Man just went over by the coffee table and held the ballot up to the window and filled it in like that. He had to end up bent over the coffee table to finish.
So anyway, democracy rules and all that. I'm watching TV, even though it's way too early for them to say anything except 'hey, a lot of people are voting.'
Well, I made it to the polls. There was a line, but not bad. There was a little confusion. They actually had four lines. One for people in town, and then one for people a-g or whatever, one for h-o (again, or whatever) and one for the rest. Once people figured out we were supposed to be starting out in separate lines instead of one master line and then go to the right lady when you get to the front of the line it went a lot quicker.
I thought I was prepared to vote. I had my voting card they sent saying I'm cool. I looked the ballot up on line so I knew what I was going to be voting on. At least I thought I knew what was going to be on the ballot. There were all these local issues I hadn't heard anything about. Should a bunch of judges keep their jobs? Should the ambulance district get a bunch of money for something or other? I don't know. Why should I have any say in who's the coroner? What do I know about dead bodies? Besides what I pick up on CSI?
I did vote, but I forgot to get my sticker. We voted in a new place today. A little conference room beside the new bank in town. There used to be about five or six individual little booths set up in what used to be my band room when I played flute in I think 5th and 6th grade. Now I'm not sure what the room's used for. Some little kid stuff. This time there were about four long tables, with six little plastic voting booths on each with something silly on the side, like "Turbo Vote 2". As if basically a big three-sided cardboard divider is somehow cutting edge. There were a lot more places to vote, but I still saw a couple of people waiting for a seat. The Man just went over by the coffee table and held the ballot up to the window and filled it in like that. He had to end up bent over the coffee table to finish.
So anyway, democracy rules and all that. I'm watching TV, even though it's way too early for them to say anything except 'hey, a lot of people are voting.'
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