One bourbon, one scotch, and one mav

I think it sucks for a neat variety of moral and technical reasons, but it’s going to be the new de-facto standard. You can’t fight 90% marketshare.

Due to the fact that Vista is the latest Microsoft OS to masquerade as being “easily upgradable” (and I’m sure it actually would be, if people didn’t actually install software,) I’m officially nicknaming tomorrow “Bring Your Noose To Work” Day.

So I went to the movies tonight and saw an awesome movie, Smokin’ Aces. I highly recommend it.

After the movie, it was dark. We get in the car and make it all the way back to my house before we realize there’s no fucking face on my fucking stereo. Somebody stole the faceplate off my head unit. Not the whole thing, only the faceplate. Nothing else in the car was touched at all. Not a thing.

Seriously, thieves are the lowest form of life. They all should be killed. No exceptions.

And if I find out who did it, I’ll break their fucking knees.

After a movie that varies wildly between the stylish and the outright brutal, the ending to Leon is understated and beautiful.

Nathalie: I think we’ll be OK here.
(cue Sting “Shape of My Heart”)

Why is it that so many stories with dystopian societies always seem to take place in London? In any case, every day seems to bring us closer and closer to reality. Witness this poster snapped outside a tube station:

I’m taking bets as to which particular dystopia London will be the most similar to in 20 years. You have all sorts of options! Brave New World, V for Vendetta (the book OR the movie!), Children of Men (same,) Fahrenheit 451, you could even make a case for Equilibrium.

I’m personally going with Nineteen Eighty-Four, not only because it’s gloriously cliche but also because it’s such a wonderfully vivid dystopia. I’ll see you at the Ministry of Love.

Windows Home Server.

• Average home users say: ser… ver?
• Linux users say “Welcome to 1998. While you’re here, you might want to invest in some Amazon Dot Com. Don’t laugh.”
• Tech guys who work on Small Business Server, after being told there’s yet another dumbed-down, hacked-together server product being released were too busy screaming and driving metal spikes into their own flesh to comment.

Seriously.

My first Alfonso Cuaron movie was Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, which I thought was not very notable at all. If anything, all the fast, chaotic transitions and overly dark atmosphere didn’t suit the story at all. But it was an interesting style, and definitely worth tracking.

Then I saw Children of Men.

Everybody who knows me knows I’m a pathetically easy read. If I saw a good movie, I’ll be sitting in my chair at the end, staring up at the credits with a blank stare on my face. Well, folks, I watched the CoM credits all the way through to silence. It’s an amazing movie in every single way: it’s visually chilling, dark, dreary, and yet hopeful. The level of acting is impressive to say the least, with the always-impressive Clive Owen leading the show it’s hard to go wrong. The soundtrack is amazing, starting with Deep Purple’s classic Hush and ending with the interesting dichotomy of Bring On Da Lucie by John Lennon and Jarvis Cocker’s astonishing Running the World. Most importantly, all of these combine to create a immersive, yet believable world, and a fantastically dark story about hope.

You owe it to yourself to see this movie. If you don’t believe me, watch this. (spoiler warning, nws for language)

And here’s the lyrics to Running The World, which I really quite enjoy, once again NWS for language.
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While I was stumbling around the house this morning, still drunk, I came to two realizations: one, that it is bad to realize you threw up more the previous evening than you did the last time you were sick; and two, that while I really should be posting something today I am not going to.

Instead I would suggest you take a side trip to one of my favorite new feed additions, Violent Acres. How can you not like someone whose tagline is “I’m just like you, only I’m interesting and my life isn’t devoid of meaning.” Makes great work reading. Here are some of my favorite selections:

The Most Merciful Death Is Baby Death
Early Christmas for the Ingrate
Getting out of debt via drastic means: part one, part two.
And my all-time personal favorite: Two Phrases that Destroyed American Culture

Spend some time in 2007 reading interesting shit. Remember, true pain comes from intelligence; the ignorant can blissfully make the same mistakes over and over, but the smart folk feel guilty about it. Believe me, I know, I spent last night puking up my previous three meals.