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vigilantism is very expensive work.

One: there is no payment but "justice"
Two: bullets, car parts, batarangs, and kevlar tights are expensive.
Three: Gas prices are ridiculous
Four: A good night's sleep is priceless.

I saw The Punisher last night with my little sister... it was very spur of the moment as kimmie had some time to take a break from studying and we had already made plans for dinner. The movie was chosen on its merits... er... it was the only movie that I had not promised lorie I would go see with her, that neither of us had previously seen, or that did not make us go "Eh... naah...

that and since it was monday, there were very few movies that started after 9:00pm...

in any case, the movie was tons better than the [crappy] Dolph Lundgren version... A good mix of action, drama, and comedy, never lending itself too far into one, but loads of fun nonetheless.

but the best part was actually the 40 minutes or so before the movies... We arrived at the theater a little before 9:00pm, the movie actaully did not start until 9:50pm, so we ended up playing video games and air hockey. We went from shooter game to shooter game, because those were the only games I could play while eating my waffle cone...

yes.

I played while I ate.

ice cream is good.

and I realized that the theater jacked the difficulty of the games up so high that you really did need your full attention on the game [that and it is an easy way to get kids to keep coughing up quarters - when did arcade games get so expensive? 75 cents per play? WTF?]. I, however, was partially absorbed in my cone, so I did not fair so well defending the planet against the hordes of aliens and zombies that were attacking us...

after about 15 minutes, with my cone being completely devoured, we decided to play air hockey. [This was only because we could not find a movie in which to sit while we were waiting for ours to start]

apparently, the air hockey table give out free games, because kimmie and I played up to time the movie was about to start.

Free air hockey kicks ass - even if my little sister likes to cheat by using her free had to illegally block the goal...

The games were free, but only if you pushed in the coin feeder repeatedly and very fast . We had paid our requisite 75 cents, but then for some reason the game kept resetting itself (without any criminal prompting) so we kept playing...

but I digress...

I can understand where Batman gets his money. I can see that the Punisher takes the money from criminals. But where does Superman get his tights, and how does [the comic book] Spider-Man pay for the web fluid and outfits? I cannot imagine that reporters and freelance photographers make enough to pay rent and supply the needs of a super hero.

but this is reality.

we do not have super heroes.

only heroes...

"wouldn't you like to be a pepper too?"

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"don't stop, get it, get it..."

catching can be a good thing or it can be a bad thing...

it really depends on your perspective.

if you catch a pop fly, it is good, but only if you are the team to catch it, otherwise it is bad.

if you catch a cold, it is good, but only if you are the bacteria or virus whose only purpose is to multiply (and viruses are not even alive!), otherwise it is bad (for the most part).

if you catch my drift, it is good, because you understand me, but if you... um... are... uh. Bad example.

if you catch on the river, it is good, but if you are the guy who had the guy-who-caught-on-the-river beat before the turn, then you are definitely sure that it is bad and that you might actually be upset because on the flop you were at 92% that you were going to win (this is because the guy-who-caught-on-the-river had pockets - the percentage would actually be higher for the guy-who-had-the-boat-on-the-flop if the guy-who-caught-on-the-river was on a draw, even if he paired up with the non-pair on the board before the turn) In other words, if you flop the boat, and the other guy has pockets, there is only an eight percent chance that he will catch on the turn or the river to beat you.

sometimes luck sucks.

oh well, such is life.

"You start life with two bags; one is full and labeled 'Luck', the other is empty and labeled 'Experience.' The trick is to fill the bag of 'Experience' before your bag of 'Luck' is empty."

[Hey!] and I'm ready to sing...
pick up my girls and hit the party scene...
tonight...

oh oh, it's alright...

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except for, not really...

I'm going back, back, forth, and forth between my mom's house and my house most of the weekend...

you know, I never really thought moving was such a big deal... I mean, I did it in college every other term.

but through the years, I think I have accumulated enough stuff to fill a good amount of my house...

note to the fiancee: when I say "my" house, I really mean "our" house, babiehead... but since you are not actually living there yet, it is mine for now... :-P

anyways, all of my clothes and my stuff is strewn around the house.

I do not even have room for the vane or a cat! Not that I could drink all that wine by myself.

EB knows...

so I am at work... still...

because I have to finish waiting for this stupid program to download and install before I can finish my work for the day... I even left to go to the dentist and came back thinking it would be done...

but noooooooo.

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oh. it is installing now. :-)

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the dentist was typical. no cavities, I should floss more, but my brushing is excellent (because I do not have any plaque above the gumline, hence my need to floss more)

apparently, you are supposed to floss after your last meal of the day, because if you sleep without flossing, your teeth become a smorgasbord for the teeny-weeny bacteria that cause gingivitis and plaque.

I tried to use that reach flosser... but the floss is too big (although if you manage to thin the strand it works pretty well.) I am a Glide man myself - or the generic "hi-tech" floss...

it is not as pretty, but hey, it works.

unless you are a style-before-comfort kind of guy.

I am a comfort-before-style-but-if-you-can-have-both-the-all-the-better kind of guy.

I digress.

no.

I take that back.

there was no actual "subject" so therefore a digression is impossible. This is merely the natural order of progression of the conversation I am having with myself that I happen to be transcribing for posterity.

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the program is almost done installing.

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I like to beat box to myself whilst I am working.

this is, of course, quite unintentional, but I do it, so there you have it.

I have to catch myself, because when I am doing it I catch strange looks from my co-workers.

so I blush and stop.

for real... give it what you got.

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installation is done. the headsets are going on as launch plays in the background...

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so get up and let this funky mellow groove get you in the mood....
cause you know it's alright....