I love this man. That is all I have the mental energy to write at this moment.
I just watched a bunch of other videos from FOX, in which people yell a lot, and I want to kill myself after.
Watch Ron school these guys. Also, notice how nobody is yelling. Weird, right? What’s going on?
I’ve believed in aliens for as long as I can remember, because who really knows anything for sure, and I’ve seen a lot of videos, read a lot of documents, conversed about it with so many people, and the general consensus still seems to be: of course there are aliens out there. They probably know more than us, and are a lot more advanced than we are. OKAY, Moving On.
I am watching Joe Rogan’s standup once again, and finally googled the video he talks about, where 11 Unidentified Objects are caught on camera for about five minutes, flying fast as hell, shining very brightly. I’ve had a few beers, and am now finally and officially declaring that Aliens exist. Without any little speck of doubt anymore.
And yes. You can always say “it was doctored.” Okay. Fine. But fuck that.
To me, aliens are now officially in our history books. Holy hell.
Here is the video:
What I’m waiting for Now, is that they are Publicly Recognized. The thing with all these sightings and footage is, they are just files on the internet. Nobody is censoring them, because the government(s) are probably fine with us seeing this amount of information, and are okay with us speculating about it – because that is ALL we get to do. When I say I want them to be Publicly Recognized, I am basically longing for a crash landing of some sort, and the world’s recognition that there IS no more doubt about this.
I’m blabbing. I want Aliens to land here and I want to go up to them and say HELLO.
I used to come back from school, grab a bowl of cereal, and kill some highly aggressive pigs dressed as cops (coincidence?) with itchy trigger fingers and pay hookers to show me their tits. Then I’d play some Duke Nukem 3D. I’m joking. Anyway, it was one of my favourite 1990s PC games Ever.
It came out in 1996, and – to me at least – was actually somehow more engaging than just your standard shoot ‘em up (though most would probably disagree with me, since the story is pretty…actually I think the story is cool too.) I think, this is like my Escape from New York game, if that makes ANY sense at all (it doesn’t). It takes you from apocalyptic Los Angeles all the way to Outer Space, and is fun as hell. Guns, Broads, Cigarettes. Blood & Guts. A little boys dream. What more could you ask for?
Wow. In retrospect he really looks ridiculous.
Online capabilities you say? Well shit, that’ll be available too, complete with Achievements, Co-op & Online Play. X-Box Live Arcade has been good, and must be offered some animal sacrifices or something. Thank You God.
Duke Nukem 3D will be available to download some day this September. Awesome.
As the title suggests, well, rather ‘directly tells you in the simplest terms possible’ than ’suggests’, the newest James Bond trailer for the upcoming Quantum of Solace has been released. Head over to the Celluloid Cells to watch it now.
It’s a Tuesday night and I have finally completed writing a dreaded History paper. Dreaded not because of the subject, but simply because it’s time and energy spent on writing about shit I don’t really find relevant to my soul and psyche at this stage of my life (Tuesday). Oh well, I guess that’s why its called ‘work’.
Anyway, its finished now, and I was just beginning to chill out, when all off a sudden a fire alarm went off and hundreds of college students stumbled out into the street, slowly, unmotivated.
“If this was a real fire you’d all be dead!” An important man with a metal badge and solid dark coloured uniform shouted at us. Yeah. Thanks. At least its not a real fire then, right?
Anyway, I am listening to the Slashfilm podcast, about to watch the latest episode of TRS, and am trying to mentally prepare for the next 72 hours. Tomorrow, five classes, up early at 7.30. Thursday, internship, from 9 to 6.30. Friday, five classes, up early at 8.30.
I’m beginning to complain again, so I’ll quickly fuck off and save you all the slobbery slime dribbling out of my pained head and heart. I’m kidding. It’s all good. As my father told me once when I was depressed on a day called Sunday in my early youth, “It’s Sunday every seven days, Marco.”
And he’s right, of course. It’s also Friday every seven days.
Peace.
There is a new post up on my film site, regarding the future of the Captain America film. Head over there!
So before I dish out a link to film related news that isn’t very new at this point, I just wanted to apoligize for the heavy use of exclamation marks in the title of this post.
I try to run a film site. Since I’m a very busy college student – trying to raise my horrible and scary GPA (2.37), working at an internship at an Animation Studio, and in the process of filling out transfer applications to a University that ACTUALLY OFFERS film studies – I can’t really compete with real film sites such as the magnificent portal of all movie news called Slashfilm.
However, I’ll be trying to put up as much movie news as I can. Whenever I do, I’ll update this blog and let you all know.
SO, head over to my film site to catch up on the latest stories about good movies and such! Thanks a bunch.
Peace.
Here I go again. I’ve written first posts like this one several hundred times. I’ve been trying to run a somewhat purposeful website for years now, and keep redesigning that project about once every two months. Anyway, the purpose of this post is to welcome you all, and explain what this is all about.
This website will primarily consist of my unfiltered brain sinapses forwarding their messages onto this site, no holds barred, whatsoever. I will be most likely be writing about how pissed off I am, but will try to tone that down. I mean, get rid of it entirely. Also, there will be attempts at writing short stories, scripts, poems, and general information about film and music. Of course, when I’m not doing that, I’ll try to input as much information about what I have been up to as possible.
Anyway, this introduction is far too long. Thanks for reading it. Now go read something valuable or do something productive. Actually, I have no right to suggest that, since I’m writing a blog, that nobody reads, therefore – not something productive being done here either.
O.K., Peace!
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