So, today (or yesterday because it’s after midnight now) Disney held a secret preview event for Tron: Legacy. They reached out to the Twitter
community and while I wasn’t on the ball or paying attention I was lucky enough to have friends who were and managed to score some tickets to the event. While rumours circulated around what would be at the preview (ranging from a full screening of the flick to a detailed behind-the-scenes featurette) excitement reached a fever pitch.
@Kowz was kind enough to pick me up at home and drive me to the event, which was downtown and a considerable effort. By the time we got in to the city and found parking and made our way in to the theater our trip had already been about an hour. Read the rest of this entry »
My family uses a whiteboard on our fridge to leave notes to each other; grocery requests, chores that need to get done, that sort of thing. However, when there’s nothing important to say the board will frequently house a drawing or some ridiculous message. The following is a series of adjustments to one of these messages and it’s progression as more changes were made.
Dug up this old birthday video of me and my friends at my 12th party. This is us eating and goofing off before going to Go-Karts.
I just crashed for a few minutes at home while waiting for my 2:00 PM dentist appointment and had the weirdest dream:
I decide to go to @tehflakes/@darthalbertIII’s house for a party (they’re the same person) and the party is pretty much the Adidas Star Wars commercial. So, I “play” through the party once and it’s fine, but I didn’t like it so I go back in time and go upstairs out of the party where Carrot Top is dressed like Rainbow Brite and hopping around like an idiot. He has a big dog and it starts barking and he hops from room to room while his dog just barks. He goes in to a bedroom and I suddenly realize that if I crack his head open gold coins will come out; so I follow him in to the bedroom and he’s trapped in a toy chest and I pick up a broom handle and 2 smaller dogs come behind me and I look at them. Carrot Brite owns these dogs too… So I swing back and crack open his head and it shatters like a hallow egg. No gold. I look away and he’s vanished I then go downstairs and ask what time it is, apparently when I went up stairs I had gone to sleep and dreamed it all and I had a billion messages on my phone because I was now 1 day late for my dentist appointment.


