If you have been unable to deduce to this point (based on a title or anything), this blog will be loosely based on things I've made fit, rather conveniently, into my theme. It's the way of the world. Pastors do it. Heck, Christians in general, atheists, slave owners, saints, nuns, hoes, and politicians do it. Take a statement or scripture or work of literature or whatever and use it to their advantage or benefit or someone else's impending demise or whichever comes first. Well yeah, that's what this is. So that means that there will be no shortage of 's' words discussed at some point or another.
Speaking of (s)lave owners, I went and saw Django. Hilarity. I chose not to exclaim the "hilarity" because of its generally mildly offensive existence. There I go, showing that sensitivity of mine, because I was thoroughly entertained and not offended at all. Any how, Quentin Tarantino pretty much managed to do what he does best, entertain us all in an incredibly unconventional and inordinate manner. If forced to sum the movie up in one word, which we know wouldn't happen because you can't force me to do 's', I'd call it eclectic. I mean an ADHD patient's dream. Which is ironic because it was long as heck, obviously not boding well for someone who suffers from such issues. So long as you're not offended by Samuel L. Jackson's potty mouth, you should be good. Oh, and they say "nigga", or "nigger", or some variation a lot. I hope that's cool with all the white people. But y'all niggas bet' not try to get away with it. Jamie Foxx was as to be expected, and naturally Samuel L's rants were classic, but the character I was most amused by was Christoph Waltz. I feel like his sense of humor just matched that of my own in a near-perfect manner.
I'd put it up there with the better flicks I've seen this calendar year, right up there with "The Avengers" and "Batman III", which is obviously not the name of that movie. I guess it's pretty obvious that I'm a fan of the vigilante, and if it's not, you're probably far too dumb to ever experience mediocrity. I'm looking forward to some more sic-fi/vigilante movies this upcoming calendar year, including The Lone Ranger, G.I. Joe II (also not the name), Star Trek 2.0 (""), and, probably most of all, Superman. It'll be a good year as far as movies are concerned.
Sticking with my vast and limitless film and tv viewing skills, I started to watch "(S)candal"last night, on Netflix. It is exactly the type of trashy, devious, underhanded, egregious trash that keeps our society in a place of unscrupulous deeds. I know I said trash twice, I just wanted to make sure yall were following me. That being said, I am on episode 6 lol. It's just so climactic-over, and over, and over again. Like if you were to experience a multitude of climaxes in a short period of time. Get your minds out of the gutter, perverts. Although I'm not sure how you can keep it out if you are fan of the show. I'll likely finish the rest of the season tonight before working on catching up with season 2.
I need to finish it tonight though, because I'm gonna start devoting more time to less-senseless activities in 2013. Oops, I said that wrong. New year, new me. Because the changing of a date, if even by one minute, is gonna be my motivation to become a better me. I call this section...the (s)top it section. I fell off of my 2012 goals in March, so I've been waiting 8+ months to be able to become this better person. Now I can start the year going to the gym and crowding all of the stations that would otherwise be vacant, I can start going to church, I can start reading a self-help book, and I can start having compassion for others. I could NOT do this until the calendar turned to 2013. That's just the way it is. Nevermind that if I severely eff up in June, I can say, "Dang I won't make that mistake going forward." I need a date to confirm my ability to change. I've always believed that a year is just too large of a sample size to gauge general self improvement. Now, if we're talking financially, then fine, but that's a different story cause yall aint gettin money no way. *Back to the King's English, I go*
Now, the moment you've been waiting for-the true object of my affection.
Clock strikes 12
Friend 1: Happy New Year(s)!!
Me: Happy New Year(). See, there's actually no 's' at the end because it's only 1 year.
Friend 1: Whatever it's the same thing. You always doing that.
Me: That's because you always effin up, dummy. There's New Year's Eve, which requires an apostrophe, so to signify possession, and then there's the New Year(), only 1, no 's' required.
2 Minutes Later......
Repeat this entire interaction with Friend Number 2.
ANOTHER MINUTE LATER
REPEAT AGAIN, WITH DUMB ARSE NUMBER 3.
It's not their fault though. The new year just brings the illiteracy out of people.
Speaking of illiteracy, I would be remiss if I did not take a few moments to focus on the Halfway (S)chool. In 1 week, I'll be back with the little dummies, I mean darlings. Got mixed up. New year, new me...I'm going in with a different outlook on these kids. And by different, I mean the exact same outlook. I still feel mildly bad for them because I know that it's not really, fully their fault. I mean, if Cuervo lived with me, he'd be on the 'A' Honor Roll, and he wouldn't be unbearably misbehaved. His mama did that to him. If little Griffin lived with me, I mean, he would still be ugly, but I'd make sure he got that velcro pad on top of his head cut every week, and he wouldn't be as dumb as he currently is. If Baajing lived with me, she'd still be a bitch, but I think yall are kinda sorta catching my drift. And if these kids lived with Gobment, their names wouldn't fit on my roll anymore. They would have like 12 names a piece, just like her. The spreadsheet would have their names, but no data because the second cell just wouldn't fit.
Anyways, that's it for now. I'm ranted out. I need to go read some more of this book that Macy let me borrow. Maybe I'll explain that to yall next time, if you're unlucky. Then, it's off to finish season 1 of Scandal. Unfortunately, that now gives me yet another show to keep up with. Darn you, script writers.
**Be kind to your friends and refrain from telling them "Happy New Years". It is sofa king annoying.
**Be kind to yourself, and stop waiting until January 1st to do anything positive with your life. I mean, you could just be like me and never try to change lol.
**If you're gonna drink, don't drive...If you're gonna drive, don't drink. I don't wanna lose any of yall......I only have a few readers.
We'll talk next year,
Be to-the loved
Be to-the loved
P.S.-I forgot one of the 'S' words. Cowboys (s)uck. Romo for President though. Now you may assassinate me.
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