the matrix (and other stuff)

it's thursday night, the wife is gone, and the matrix is on. you know what that means...

in the past week i have had two blog ideas ruined:

1) i planned a running diary of the soccer game on sunday between usa and some country in south america. i was so excited because i know nothing about soccer, and relish the opportunity to mock things that i don't understand. i was going to make fun of the sport, the weird beehive noise throughout the game and anything else i could observe and report upon. but alas, i was invited to go swimming at the norwood community pool, and in spite of my best efforts to reject this invitation, in the end i decided to let my real life infringe upon and ruin my e-life. i'm sorry.

2) i had all these thoughts about the death of michael jackson and planned to share them with you, but bill simmons and chuck klosterman stole my thunder by discussing the reaction to the reaction of his death in detail, to the point that i figured i would be seen as ripping them off. suffice it to say, that we all went to a high school where the weird drama kid died unexpectedly and everybody started pouring on the emotion in order to make it all about them. we love any reason to make anything about us. michael jackson is a tragic figure because he has been used his entire life. even in his death, he is being used.

"don't give me any of that juris-my-diction crap..." what a line. and it didn't even come from keanu. i'm sure i will have some classic lines to share in the coming moments.

have i mentioned that facebook is destroying my blog? yes i have. let's move on

"i'm trying to free your mind. i can only show you the door. you're the one who has to walk through it." - morpheus to neo.

4th of july? i'm a fan. wrote about this last year, and gave you 1776 reasons why i love this holiday. these reasons still ring true today, as loud as the liberty bell.

in this economy, even Zion is in trouble. watch out for the sentinels!

my friend kevin is at an 'explosions in the sky' show right now and keeps texting me about the grandeur and majesty of it all. so very jealous.

keanu: [blank stare]

do i spend more time with my dog than any other person? that can't be healthy. on the plus side, he has seen me at my worst and loves me just the same.

keanu: "what vase? i'm sorry."

i wish patrick swayze was in this movie. the only way this experience could be better would be if instead of neo, johnny utah was the main character. i love point break.

i was naive to think that if i just started watching a movie that i have seen a thousand times and started typing my thoughts that this would go somewhere, but as the clock approaches midnight, it is apparent that this is not the case. i'm not even going to spell check this thing. call it a rough draft (with no revisions to follow).