Friday, August 26, 2005

Saw thirteen last night on cable. If anyone wants to go into the teaching profession, this is one movie I recommend, in addition to Dangerous Minds, The Breakfast Club, and Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

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This movie shows the dramatic change of one girl, Tracy, who can be described as a goody-two-shoes A+ student. But her need to be accepted by the cool hot girl, Evie, shows her spiraling downward. Evie is a master manipulator and Tracy falls under her spell.

The mother is no help because she wants to be the hip mom. But not so hip as this mom. What Tracey's mom, Melanie, needed to do was give a good ass kicking to her daughter and tell the slutty Evie to get the hell out. I didn't care for the ending, it seemed a little imcomplete, but then again, at 13, nothing is ever complete.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Went and saw Red Eye on Sunday. It's actually a very well made suspense thriller. It kind of reminded me of this other movie, Narrow Margin. The pace is good too because if anyone has ever taken the red eye, it's a long flight. This movie will make you think about
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The villain is really creepy, but he's good. You may have remembered him from another creepy role, The Scarecrow in Batman Begins. This movie is definitely worth seeing because it comes from Wes Craven, who has directed many B horror movies. This one actually takes flight. No pun intended.

An interesting note, Beth Toussaint, who plays the wife of the secretary of homeland security, Image Hosted by (shown here with her actor husband, Jack Coleman), and I use to take this acting class in L.A. together. We even had a kissing scene playing Sue Snell and Tommy Ross from the movie Carrie.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Kamehameha rally
draws 400 to protest
in San Francisco

Protesters say they support
the schools' mission to
preserve Hawaiian culture

"Kamehameha Schools is a symbol to the Hawaiian people of hope. It is a symbol of native people's heritage and culture, and continues to be a tool for native people."

This cause appears to be growing. And who is this John Doe student? If he, and his family are fighting to get into the school, his identity should be known. It's not like he's not going to standout if he gets admitted. This kid most likely will not be able to keep his mouth shut. His name will get out and he will be ridiculed and chastised. Bully for him, considering his parents are the ones most likely pushing him to go. He will be in 12th grade. Most of the Kamehameha students have been going there for the full 4 years of high school. Friendships are forged. Alliances are made. A slice of Wonderbread tossed into the poi does not make a good mix. If someone out there can find out who this kid is and expose his name to the press, he would probably forego his lawsuit.

Friday, August 19, 2005

If you loved it on the big screen, you'll love it on the little screen. This is such a cool movie. It's a good showcase for Mickey Rourke, whose face has taken a beating...literally...and with a little cosmetic surgery, another beating...LOL! I haven't looked at the extras yet, but I'm sure they're interesting.

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Thursday, August 18, 2005

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Isn't this baby panda the cutest thing? I can't believe how tiny they are when they're born. My favorite still is Hua Mei. Image Hosted by
She was born in 1999.
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Oh, the life of a panda!

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

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Combs To Only Be Known As 'Diddy'

He said he's going with just "Diddy" because "the P was getting in between us."Combs -- or Diddy -- said a lot of his friends in the music business have been calling him Diddy anyway, but his fans didn't know what to call him.

How about calling him Big-Heady? Ego-Dummy? The "P" was getting in between us?? Who's us? Is this guy for real??? Does anyone really even give a shit? Obviously, there was nothing going on about him in the news, so he had to create something mindless to talk about. Apparently, he also has a clothing line, Sean John. Urban clothing for urbanites who can afford it. According to fashion/business analysts, the clothing line isn't doing so well. Maybe he's trying to divert everyone's attention from this fact. "Diddy" can always go back to singing. Maybe he can start off with this little "diddy"....

"There she goes justa walking down the street, singing 'doo-wah diddy diddy-dum diddy-doo.'"

Friday, August 12, 2005

The world is in balance.
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Picked up these DVDs at Circuit City. I really think that Quentin Tarantino and Stephen Chow should collaborate together.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

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Does anyone know what this symbol means? It's most commonly used to signify disabled people and allow them rock star parking. However, most recently, I saw one of these symbols on a placard and license plate and I interpretted it as meaning:


Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Rented the movie Constantine. Even though there are a couple of slow parts, this is a fun and interesting movie. I even jumped at one part, again.

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I'm not sure what's going on with this site. Perhaps they are working on upgrading their system.

Monday, August 08, 2005

It's good to see the unity of people supporting the Kamehameha school policy. Hopefully it will all work out to their advantage. Even the governor is behind them 100%.
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And again, not all haoles are bad.
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Saturday, August 06, 2005

On Tuesday a panel of the 9th U.S. Circuit of Appeals struck down Kamehameha's admission practice as race-based and unlawful. The school plans to appeal the ruling.

The case involves an unidentified non-Hawaiian boy who has been trying to enroll in Kamehameha since finishing ninth grade two years ago.

How much more can whitey take? Just ask the American Indians. Kamehameha school is one of the last things that Hawaii can call its own. Has anyone been out to Lanikai in Kailua? The non-Hawaiians that live out there believe that only rich white people are allowed to live, walk, run, through it. They even have their own board of advisors.

My parents were out on Maui last month, and commented that all they saw were "haoles." Granted there are good haoles, but it's the bad ones that make it hard for the rest. Hawaii takes care of its own. Glad I look like a local, well, as one local observed, "Until I start talking."

This story reminds me of that girl who fought to enroll in the all boys airforce? naval? academy. When she finally got in, she was so out of shape that she couldn't take the physical pressures not to mention the emotional pressures because no one would talk to her. She then dropped out. The non-Hawaiian will standout and most likely be shunned. What will he do then? File a lawsuit for the other students to be his friend? I bet his parents are the ones that are really pushing the issue.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

According to the LA Times:

Every year, the average dairy cow produces 19.3 pounds of gases, called volatile organic compounds, the San Joaquin Valley Air Pollution Control District said. Those gases react with other pollutants to form ground-level ozone, or smog.

But what the article failed to report are the toxic gases emitted from people. Think about it for just a moment...because I've passed some pretty foul gas...LOL!

Monday, August 01, 2005

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Saw Hustle & Flow today. It's a pretty cool movie, and one that shows a small slice of reality. It's a little slow at the beginning, but there are some really funny lines, like:

"Stop arguing...and get along.....can't we just get along and smoke a joint?"
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Isaac Hayes plays a bar owner and Ludacris plays an egotistical rapper who's forgotten where he came from.

You know it's hard out here for a pimp (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this money for the rent (you ain't knowin)
For the Cadillacs and gas money spent (you ain't knowin)
Because a whole lot of bitches talkin shit (you ain't knowin)
So it goes like this:

Friday afternoon:

Friend: "I'm moving my stuff out of storage on Sunday in L.A. and one of my friends just bailed on me, do you think you can help me?"

Me: "Sure, no prob. What time?"

Friend: "I reserved a U-Haul for 10:30, so I'll pick you up around 7:45."

Me: "Okay. Road Trip! sounds like fun.

Friend: "I have someone else coming along too."

So I'm thinking, couple hours up, move the stuff, add lunch, couple hours back...I should be home by 3. My friend goes to USC and she rented a room near campus, so I know she doesn't have a whole lot of stuff. We made really good time going up there, but the rental place was crowded and there was a line, not to mention some heated people arguing with the manager. But we get the truck, loaded up her stuff and drove to her new place. Here is where it started to go downhill.

Her apartment manager was not there. She did get into the building and her apartment was open, but when she came out to tell us, the door to the garage locks automatically, so we couldn't move her stuff in. So we went to eat at CPK. (Those not in the know, California Pizza Kitchen) We got there at a good time because 5 minutes later, the nerds from SIGGRAPH 2005 started showing up. However, they weren't your typical looking computer geek nerds...probably because the conference is geared toward graphic arts. The best part was running into Crispin Glover on the way out of the restaurant.
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This is what he looks like, but you might remember him this way
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And I didn't act like a tourist and ask for his autograph. Although, I probably should have. I would have if it was Michelle Pfeifer. Anyways, back to the moving day.

After eating, we went back to the apartment. Reno and I waited, almost fell asleep, while she and her roommate signed their papers. We then moved all her stuff upstairs, of course the 3rd floor. She then announced that she needed to pick up a desk at Staples. So after we dropped off the moving truck, we went to Staples. After that, we went to Target to pick up some cleaning products and a 2-drawer unit. And of course, nothing is close to each other in L.A. And yes, there was traffic...crazy traffic.

After our shopping excursion, Reno and I ended up putting her stuff together. It was hot in the apartment and naturally I was sweating like a pig. We didn't leave L.A. until 7:15, and I didn't get home till 9:30. So the next time anyone asks you to help them move, make sure that's all you're doing. At least I wasn't alone, and I couldn't help but laugh every time Reno said, "Fucking Elaine! Only she would pull this shit!"

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