Wow, it's been almost a month since I updated my blog. Honestly I just lost interest in writing in it. I don't know why...
Anyway, I will try to update it and see if I can re-spark interest in this pointless dribble. Because it is, just pointless dribble... lol. There's no way in hell I will recap everything that happened the last month in my life because I am too lazy. So I will just start this weekend or maybe point out a few things I've done.
A few weeks ago, me and Felicia went out again with Ryan and Jessica to their friend's Cuban club. The club is called Anexo and it's not really a club. It's just a guy playing Salsa/Merengue really loud in a restaurant after 10pm on Fridays. Anyway, the first time we went about a month ago it was in a different restaurant and a good amount of people showed up. This time, it was only us four and about 5 other people in the club. Although it was not boring, there wasn't anybody there. I was just glad me and Felicia were out together rather than me alone and that alone made the night worth while. At around midnight, James and his latest "victim" (LOL), this Colombian girl from the building we work in, showed up and began acting like five year olds cuz apparently they're too cool to listen or be in a Cuban club. Finally, after 15 excrutiatingly painful minutes of listening to a 28-years old bitch about the music in the club, we went to Sky. Sky was awesome and we had a good time, after they closed we tried to go to another club in SC that closed until 5 am but apparently it had closed down months earlier (Ibiza, if anybody remembers it). Since then, me and Felicia have been doing more things together in harmony so to speak.
This weekend, James and Elizabeth (his most dedicated and masochistic victim to date who is also my friend and coworker, lol), me and Felicia, Ryan and Jesicca, Dina (yet another one of James' victims) and a couple of other people from work were supposed to go to Tonic. Felicia didn't feel well so we ended up not going after a harsh night of arguing about Dina going to the damn thing. Ryan and Jessica, being indecisive I guess first called me and told me they were not going, then they called me from the club asking why we weren't there and then decided to go to Club 2000. Now, I've never been to that place, but all I've ever heard, and taking in consideration the caliber of the people from TWC that invited me when I was working there, I heard it is as ghetto as they come. I tried to find an address for the club online but all I found was the following review.
User Rating: Below Average
I think the classy people went uptown...
Posted by americaneagle1976 on 10/21/2002
The last time I went, I noticed that the atmosphere and clientele had gone WAY down. I was holding onto my wallet all evening so I would get pick-pocketed. I also don't see a logical reason for a dress code anymore, with the people they let in nowadays. Oh, and take off your jacket before you go in. They will tell you to take it off, and then stick you with a 2.00 charge to hang a coat. I missed my calling in life if that's how much you can make by moving 3 arm muscles to hang a stupid coat. And why do guys have to pay more than girls? Never did get that. I'll admit, Club 2000 wasn't always like this, and I hope they work on improving it soon, as I'd love to go back with friends to hang out and have a great time.
Pros: good parking
Cons: price, atmosphere
So they asked me to come but on top of the argument with Felicia, I can't say that Ludacris or the bling bling culture does much for me so I turned it down. Felicia and Jessica both want to go, so if I go, it would be when Felicia can come too. Come to find out, they didn't go either. So anyway, that night I ended up at home and since me and Felicia had gotten in a huge argument I went out and I bought her some flowers to appease the situation.
On Saturday, I went
bowling with Gene and my moms. Unfortunately, Felicia was unable to come with me because she still felt ill. Even though I had a great time, I missed her because I...well, probably because I love her... LOL.
Now, the following day, Father's day (YAY!), it was awesome. Felicia got the coolest card... I will see if I can scan it. She also got me a baseball hat that read 1GR8FATHER inside a license plate and two shirts. I really wasn't expecting anything since our economic situation hasn't improved much since I was bitching about it last month. Anyway, that really made my day. Later that evening, we went to O'Charley's to eat and then to the
Carnaval Carolina 2004. This carnival is aimed for the Hispanic population and they bring all these famous artists from their country of origin such as
Inspector,
Los Tucanes de Tijuana and
Ana Barbara. The music didn't do much for me since of all the music they mentioned, I only mildly like Inspector since they have a lot of Ska influences but the atmosphere.... aaaahhhh, the atmosphere does take me back to my home town. The smell of freshly fried
Churros, the hoards of tackily dressed Mexican cowboys and outdated rocker wannabes, the
taqueros selling you their grease drenched beef and pork tacos, the
tortas (Mexican subs), and then the other cultures that resemble that of mine such as The Salvadorians selling
pupusas, the Puerto Ricans and their
ropa vieja dish, Peruvians and their
ceviche, the smells, the sounds, the vibe, the hearbeat of thousands of people who love their culture and it's vivid characters, yet they are so far away from it that this oasis of melancholy wakes up our patriotism and roots. You don't get that feeling when you spend 3/4 of your life in
Ballantyne, you know?
Now, for the highlight of my life in the past month. On the weekend of June 12, while me and Gene mindlessly channel surfed for several hours in a row, we stumbled upon, what I now consider the
WORST MOVIE OF ALL TIMES!. We, through what I can only attribute to hellspawn intervention, saw in its entirety
Go-Bots: War of the Rock Lords.
Now, for those unfamiliar with the GoBots, they were sort of like the Transformers' retarded cousins. They had a similar story, similar toys, and a similar cartoon show, but the Transformers, by the opinion of just about everyone on the planet, was the far superior of the two series. Now, many people assume that Tonka's GoBots were indeed a ripoff of their Hasbro-made cousins The Transformers, but that's the farthest thing from the truth. Both series were based on pre-existing toys from Japan. The GoBots were based on Bandai's Machine Robo line, while the Transformers were culled from Takara's Diaclone and Microman toy lines. In fact, Gobots were the first to arrive in North America, beating their eventual defeaters into stores by several months. I remember having easily a dozen or so GoBots before the Transformers came along, starting sometime in the spring of 1984, while I didn't get my first Transformers until Christmas of that same year. What a truly great time it was to be a kid in the 1980's. Not one, but two lines of toys that changed from robots to vehicles. I've mentioned this before, but for me, that was like a toy Valhalla. Anyway, on to the movie itself.
GOBOTS: WAR OF THE ROCK LORDS, clocks in at a mere 74 minutes. That's probably a good thing, because lord knows I couldn't take much more, and I was a fan of these suckers back in the day. The film starts off with a title sequence, featuring some of the most suck-ass theme music I've ever heard. They shine the spotlight on our big stars and drop the celebrity names. There's Margot Kidder as Solitaire, who changes from gem to robot. And Roddy McDowall as Nugget, who changes from gold nugget to robot. And Telly Savalas as Magmar, who changes, believe it or not, from volcanic rock to robot. Pretty simple stuff, folks. These are the Rock Lords, and they're the reason this movie exists. They're basically a gimmick, a spinoff if you will, to boost sales for a declining toy line. I know as a kid I wasn't content with planes and tanks and race cars, so I was all like bring out the robots that turn in to inanimate objects! Yeah, there's a whole world of fun that comes from Rock Lords. It's like the Pet Rock, but with a twist.
The action begins as we meet our Guardian GoBots: Leader-1, Turbo, Scooter, Small Foot, and others, along with the inevitable stupid-human sidekicks Matt, Nick, and AJ. Matt was kind of a father figure, and the other two were kids. With names like Nick and AJ, they remind me of the brothers from Simon & Simon, except slightly different. I just wished I'd have remembered the names Rick and AJ when I got asked that question at trivia one night. Anyway, I digress. There's a ton of Guardian robots here, and I guess the filmmakers just assume everyone's familiar with them already, because nary a one gets any character development whatsoever. At least in TRANSFORMERS: THE MOVIE the action focused almost exclusively around brand new characters that were at least introduced to us in the film's first act. Not that we should use that as a barometer for how films should be made, but I'm just sayin'. The Guardians meet the Rock Lords. Or at least Nugget and Solitaire. Solitaire tells them of their plight on their planet and how the evil Magmar (yes, there is a Pokemon named after him) is doing all kinds of nasty evil things and of course the good GoBots are going to help. Of course, the Renegade GoBots catch wind of all this, and make sure to interfere. That's really your plot. For the next 65 minutes or so, this movie launches into this clusterfuck of action sequences and really lame jokes and puns about rocks and doesn't really do much to entertain. I really started getting really bored really quick and started counting the times Nugget's faceplace fell down or he fell over. I would have turned it into a drinking game, but I'm still deciding whether or not I ever want to drink again. There's some spaceships flying through asteroid fields and evil leaders vying for power and lots of robot-on-robot violence that you've seen a hundred times before. Really, to be honest, there's not much of note here. In other words, GOBOTS: WAR OF THE ROCK LORDS is a bad movie. Only see it if -- well, don't see it. Let me say I've done my public service by deterring you. But if you do insist on it, you can usually find a cheap used copy from
Amazon.com. Just don't come blaming me when your viewing of it cuts into your swing-jumping time.
Ok, this is probably the longest post I've ever done.
bye
