I like DJ Quik

but I always misspell his name when I look him up on Youtube. I write "quick." But I'm not one to play the punk role.

Sooooo
I went to LACMA the other day. The exhibit was pretty swell. Jeez words aren't coming today. I don't think I got to see all the art but I my little head had had just about enough thought-provoking and meaningful art for one day. So we went to see Watchmen (Zing!)

I didn't like the movie. Don't get me wrong, it had its good parts. The McDuffy part was great, I wish the director or whoever added that in would have kept doing stuff like that throughout the movie. Instead, they tried to stay as close to the comic as they could, except for the ending(?!?) and the characters(?!) Nothing important. They left out my favorite line in the book ("Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal?") even though the scene was in the film and had new lines. Why? Because in the film, Dr. Manhattan figures he should mettle in the affairs of men once again because deep down he loves Ms. Juspeczyk. Silly sucka.

And what's up with Veidt being 25 years old? And evil? And friends with Manhattan? The ending was lame. The actions scenes were longer than they should have been. Same with the babymakan scenes. I think I would have liked the movie if I hadn't read the comic.

I think the director took a Rorschach approach to making the film: Black or white, good or evil. Rorschach isn't an artist, dude. Show us, don't tell us.
Oh well.

I'm almost twenty years old, and I still haven't caught a shiny Pokemon.

pity this busy monster, manunkind,

pity this busy monster, manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh

and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical

ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go

ee cummings

Glockenspiel

The glockenspiel (German, "set of bells" or "play-[of-]bells", also known as orchestra bells and, in its portable form, bell lira or bell lyre) is a musical instrument in the percussion family and orchestra is the gayest thing in the whole world.

Source: Wikipedia

Emoticon Studies
٩๏̯͡๏)۶ : (1) A show of frustration and/or helplessness by manner of raising of hands and arms; (2) A cry for mercy, possibly to a benevolent deity.

Professor:Wikipedia is an unreliable source. It should not be cited in any academic paper.
Student: ٩๏̯͡๏)۶