Author: Jefe

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On our day off, the Inner Circle and I discussed our rap nicknames. (Mouse-on-over to Billy’s link below to learn his new one, yo) Apparently, Jefe isn’t good enough for them, so I need a new one. Ghetto monikers discussed included Mastah J, J-Bone (which offended Sarah and thus has become her favorite so far) and my personal favorite as a Wu Tang Clan disciple.

J-Godd

Weigh in people, I gotta get street cred, and I mean pronto, bee-atch.

Ok, it might be considered lame to blog something off of someone else’s comment system, but it should be said for all to see that Billy is a freak.

billy (e)

DVD porn is far superior to VHS porn… Two features. Selectable angle and true freeze-frame.

(4/15/2002 9:09:26 AM)

Notice how he left off his site link in that post. Bet he has at least two trench coats in the closet, and we at Cloudwrangler love him for it.

Oh, my, a full day off. My first in three weeks, and it included the following……..

Fried catfish

Hammock naps

Kevin

Canoeing

Top down Jeeps

Sarah

XX

Sun on my face

Katie

Mark

Twice fried potatoes

Emo’s

Zuzia

Lonestar

Masonic

Zuzia

Glory Record

Katz’ Deli

Open faced Turkey Sandwich smothered in gravy

Zuzia

…………and I only worked for about 20 minutes on my day off. Whew.

Holy cow! The comment system is up and running (Hey! Come back, we want to know what you think!). So feel free to express yourselves, everyone. Just remember my mother reads this site, ok. Also, comments are up and running on the Film page, so if you agree or disagree with a review of mine, want me to review something for you, or want to post your own review, go right ahead. Have fun, but remember to play nice with the other kids.

I honestly can’t write today. I tried to start on several different veins, thoughts that have been milling around in my melon, but none want to go anywhere, really. My train of thought today is a two man hand cart. One end up, one end down. Maybe more tomorrow, maybe not.

Ice Age

Starring the voices of Ray Romano, Dennis Leary and John Leguizamo

Directed by…….oh who really cares, its a cartoon fer crissakes.

Ok, recently, I reviewed a film that was so bad I wandered out of it and into another theater to watch previews. I saw the preview for this film at that time and commented that it looked funny.

Looks can be deceiving.

This movie was only slightly imaginitive. It’s a Dreamworks project, you’d think between those three guys they could come up with something funnier than a nuerotic rat on some sort of synthetic party drug trying to hide an acorn. Those were the only truly comedic moments in the film, and they used them both as trailers and played them to death. So, what could have been two really funny animated shorts turned into one unfunny kids movie that will likely make a mammoth load of cash when its really just a mammoth-sized load. While we are on the subject, between this hunk of crap and South park, we’re raising kids to be crude instead of genuinely witty, and it bugs me. Posturing aside, I literelly dozed off during the film, which has happened to me before. However, this time, I DIDN”T TRY TO FIGHT IT. I just gently drifted into sleep, and I can’t even give this one a cell phone rating because if my phone rang, I sure didn’t hear it, I was sleeping.

What a wonderfully small and exciting little e-world we live in. Erica was in town this weekend and crashed with K-dogg (I’ve decided to start spelling it with 2 g’s on the end to further intensify the hip-hop rebellion aspect, yo.) and I on Saturday night. She hung around the bar until 4:15 while we were closing, then stayed up talking with me until 6:30 am. We traded Tech war stories, talked about family and blogging, compared lists of people we knew in common, even gossiped about someone and somene else, all goodnatured stuff. It was great to meet her, REALLY meet her in person. We met casually in person at 20X2, we’ve talked online a lot lately, but it was really great to have some personal contact with her, to really get to know her better. She rocks, check out her mojo here. Also, I blasted somebody today, in full SpaceGhost style, check it out over there.

Today, I feel lucky.

I’m not heading off to Vegas or anything. I started feeling lucky today when I went to stand in line to take care fo three tickets I recently received. I got a ticket for expired inspection, expired license tags, and not having an up to date insurance card. These problem were easily fixed well within the ten day time frame, and I was off to court with my paperwork, anticipating a long line at the end of which I would likely meet a surly civil servant who would tell me that somehow I had done something wrong and was not only going to have to pay several thousand dollars worth of fines but do a little time in jail. (I have a paranoid fear of going back to jail. I honestly have nightmares.)

Whe I walked in the door, I was face to face with The New World Order.

A metal detector. Two armed guards. I flashed to what Billy had written recently about terrorists blowing up St. Charles. I remember being a little miffed that he had refered to terrorism as a “profession”, and that I had gotten over it in only a matter of seconds. I was also feeling momentarily miffed that I had to go through all this trouble just to pay some court costs. After I walked through the thing though, like magic, I changed my mind. As I was putting my thumb ring back on, I thought to myelf, “Self, in some places in the world, women can’t walk the streets uncovered, Religious rules are observed on pain of death wthout any personal choice to worship as one sees fit, people are killing each other senselessly for the same idiotic reasons that have kept their homes a Texas Cage Match with guns for thousands of years, but right here, right now, My biggest concern is an expired inspection sticker and I get to WEAR A THUMB RING.”

My tickets were dismissed. I have a date tonight, and were going to see Halle Berry win her Oscar. I may not feel as good as Halle did abot winning it, but I’m glad I live in a place where she can. I feel really lucky.