My Life Has a Musical Score

The most delightful thing in the history of delightful things happened yesterday.

I was pfutzing with my iPod in the elevator, unsatisfied with anything that came up on shuffle, until immediately before the doors opened. I looked up as the elevator slowed down, and hit skip song. As the doors opened, Take Five was cued up, completely by accident. I strode off through the Christmas-ified lobby, and out into the rainy Chicago night. Opening my umbrella and wandering to my car in the Quigley lot became quite the cinematic epxerience.

So, thank you, Mr. Nano, for paying attention to how I would like my life to be scored. I now want to be involved in a heist film/television show.

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Uncrate Information

So. That Uncrate list below actually updates dynamically! Cool! The problem is, it's not in any order, and I can't sort it.

Maybe because I broke that post by forcing Blogger to accept my bad html?

Also, I can't permalink that post, because I broke Blogger with it, so you have to know that my Uncrate wish list is about three posts down.

With a lot of bullet points.

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Hooray for The Internet!

I am "published." Sort of. Not really. Yay Football+Internet!

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Dear Aaron Sorkin:

Please get over yourself, and start writing witty, non-preachy... everything for your otherwise delightful Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Guy in a lobster outfit for no readily apparent reason? Good times. Brad Whitford and Matthew Perry? Also good times. Amanda Peet? Less good times, but redeemable. How the fake Studio 60 is smarter than the rest of television and the world? Bad times.

What you are actually saying is this: "I, Aaron Sorkin, am the best thing to happen to TV since Philo Farnsworth. I am smarter, cooler, and braver than the rest of you. Watch how I wield my Microsoft Word of JUSTICE and RIGHTEOUSNESS! Observe my characters! Try to discover when they're saying things I WANT TO SAY! They'll usually be saying these things to straw persons, so there isn't any compelling counterargument! Fake Studio 60 is smarter than everything else on Fake Broadcasting System; by extention REAL Studio 60 has more intrinsic value than anything else on television, movies, or God forbid, the Internets!" and then you cackle slef-righteously in your volcano lair. At least, that's how I see it.

Just write. Perhaps it's because you're too close to the medium, and these things stand out. I don't know. I just know I like a lot of what you do, and I don't consistently like this. I'm not giving up on you, Mr. Sorkin; don't give up on me.

You can still be smarter than us, you don't need to tell us.

Ars sine humilitas nihil est,

C-Dog

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A Selfish Post of Selfishness! Part II!

Why that last post worked, I do not know. It is cool, in any event. Now: my Amazon list, for those interested parties. There is some overlap, I think. Battlestar Galactica is a good show, no matter what other people (Ryan) think.

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A Selfish Post of Selfishness! Part I!

 
Okay. So, I haven't posted in a while, but I feel like it's imperative that everyone know what I've linked to on Uncrate. Because they're things I want.

No jump, because I can't figure out what makes this work. Just a long post. Sorry.

Maybe. Well, this might go poorly. We'll see.

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