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Sunday, October 31, 2004
A Farewell to Arms.
A while ago I decided that I would not touch alcohol for the entire month of November. No beer, no wine, no booze, no nothing. Not even during football games. It's gonna be hard, well mostly boring, but I'm confident I can do it. As a wise man once said: Life is short and hard, like a bodybuilding elf.
Yesterday we had the Tour de Chambre in the dorm where I live. I had a Metrosexual theme, with Tequila Sunrises with little umbrellas and straws. And a very red shirt. I think it went pretty well, and I can say right now I'm looking very much forward to November.
By the way, am I the only one who can't think about A Farewell to Arms, without thinking about that scene in Evil Dead where he cuts of his hand (Which has come alive and tries to kill him), traps it in a bucket and puts A Farewell to Arms on top of it? It's so very clever!
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Enjoy Bob Saget.
I don't know why it is people turn into idiots on a friday evening. Actually I have a pretty clear idea why, but still I've noticed that my tolerance for drunken idiots is shrinking by the minute. My tolerance towards people who talk during movies also isn't what it used to be.
We saw Collatoral which I liked quite a lot. Definitely better than Heat, but then again I never was too hot for Heat. Right now I'm watching this piece of sh*te, which, even though it is directed by Bob Saget, is very stupid. Who ever told Chris Farley he was funny, needs to get his ass kicked right now.
Tomorrow is the Tour de Chambre, where I have finally found a suiting theme. This means, among other things, that I will have to make homemade guacamole before I can get down to the pub and watch Arsenal.
And this is way cool.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
He's Only Seventeen, He's Better Than Roy Keane.
Tonight they showed the Arsenal youngsters play against Man City. It wasn't a fantastic game, but at least there were a couple of goals from Van Persie and Danny Karbassiyoon (Picture), and they were actually pretty great goals as well. For a team with a 17 year old Spaniard with a mullet as the one with most routine, it is very impressive stuff.
The game also proved that we need Stuart Taylor back, instead of that Almunia guy.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Last night sources at Old Trafford, some based at the Manchester ground for decades, said the scenes were "like nothing ever witnessed here before".
Okay, I admit that throwing food is not a very dignified way to go about losing a game, but it is one of those things The Sun is blowing totally out of proportion. It's not like anyone is going to get injured by an airborne pepperoni slice. So just for fun I thought I would show some other Man U highlights that apparently rank just below a flying dinner.
This classic picture is Cantona doing his Bruce Lee impersonation for the spectators. A nice detail is that they, according to legend, pelted him with their afternoon tea afterwards.
This picture is Roy Keane pretty much putting an end to Alfie Haaland's career. Then he went on to brag about it in his book, before the FA threw the book at him. Or something.
While I do realize that this last picture is Roy Keane playing for Ireland, I just like it so much because it just shows how much skill he picked up by playing next to a legend like Cantona. Also because he's soo close to getting the ball.
Update : "The running gag yesterday, referring to Arsenal's centre-half and United's left-back, was whether the alleged soup was Campbell's or Heinz's," wrote the Independent.
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Thompson, long known for the eerie accuracy of his political instincts, went on to denounce Ralph Nader as "a worthless Judas Goat with no moral compass."
"I endorsed John Kerry a long time ago," he said, "and I will do everything in my power, short of roaming the streets with a meat hammer, to help him be the next President of the United States."
- Hunter is back at Rolling Stone.
On a different note I'm back from a very long and hard, but also incredibly funny weekend. I can't really be arsed to write anything about it right now, mostly because I don't know where to start. But a very good time was had, and if everything goes according to plan, some pictures will be posted later.
Friday, October 22, 2004
Today I'll be going for a trip with my new co-students. We're all supposed to come as a character from a movie, and as so many before me, I will be dressed as Hunter S. Thompson. And I do expect some fear and loathing...
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Heh. Silly, silly Tottenham. Of course they should have realised they stood no chance against the mighty Portsmouth!
And in a flash of genious, MTV are now playing Down In A Hole by Alice In Chains. Good stuff!
Monday, October 18, 2004
Send Lawyers, Guns and Money.
It turned out to be a great weekend, football-wise, with Arsenal getting some distance to Man U and Chelsea, Silkeborg beating the living daylights out of FCK, and me spending two hours in the pouring rain watching AGF-AaB.
This is pretty funny. There's actually a car outside the house I live in with a Kerry/Edwards bumpersticker, which I find pretty amazing since people are now more into American politics than Danish politics.
This is a brilliant piece of journalism. The headline is, anyway.
And what are the good people of Franz Ferdinand thinking? Hanging out with that speccy twat on a broom can't possibly be good for your indietegrity.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
My Unified Theory of Everything.
Everybody who knows me will undoubtedly agree that I am a bit of a science buff. Not a week goes by where I do not study the newest scientific journals, just to catch up, and to learn. The mind is never full, you know, and there is always room for more information.
It was recently brought to my attention that a trio of American scientists had been awarded the Nobel Prize for physics, for their 'Theory of Everything'. Two things bother me about this event:
1) Their theory is quite obviousely a bunch of quasi-scientific mumbo-jumbo, and words that were made-up on the spot. Quarks, for eksample, is obviousely not a real word!
2) I myself have long since formulated a 'Theory of Everything', without getting due recognition from those stuck-up Swedish Nobel bastards. I even formulated it as an easily remembered sentence, as seen below, which is of course the mark of a truly great scintist. Albert Einstein, E=MC2 anybody? Mine is even easier to remember!
Well, screw you Nobel crew, and thanks for nothing! My theory shall from now on be known as Roy's Law §1, and history will prove me right. Just you wait and see.
Monday, October 04, 2004
Live life like you're gonna die. Because you are.
It has been a quiet couple of days in the blogosphere. Mostly because tehere hasn't been mush going on. Too much work and school and homework, and shooting and editing a short film. All in all pretty uneventful stuff.
Good news in films, as it seems The Rum Diary is finally going to be made.
Right now I'm listening to the new William Shatner album, and quite surprisingly, it's really pretty good. Okay, maybe it's because it sounds a lot like Ben Folds, but still. I suggest you give it a try, and then if you like it, you can go here for a download featuring Ben Folds, Aimee Mann and Nick Hornby.