Quick one before I go to work...
I finished this book last night called the Mind Game by Hector Macdonald. It's good. Very good. I couldn't put it down. For a first novel, that is an incredible achievement. While the book draws heavily on evolutionary biology and emotion science and game theory, it is not difficult to pick up. It is an intelligent read, set in Oxford, with the main charachters being a student, Ben Ashurst, and his brilliant tutor, James Fairfield. I have never read a book with so many twists and I felt just as confused and decieved and manipulated reading it as Ben was supposed to be. My favourite part is where Ben starts to become so paranoid he suspects everyone and everything, and at the same time, so do I. It is only after you realise that Ben is overreacting. You can feel the panic and you get swept along in it, only thinking rationally after the fact. It's brilliant litery manipulation, and it is a great read. The ending is satisfying without being Hollywood: revenge is partly claimed, but not unrealistically so.
I'm waiting on the postman to bring me a new CD: Dave Grohl's "new" project, Probot. Despite spending most of the late 90s making radio-friendly pop rock, Grohl makes no secret about his underground metal and hardcore origin, musically speaking. This album features many of his favourite metal performers, from Motorhead's Lemmy to Sepultura's (and currently Soulfly's) Max Cavalera. I am really excitied about it. I'll let you know what I think when it comes.
Oh, Dave, by the way, you will love AFI. They are a fantastic band who make powerful music, with great lyrics and real emotion. Plus, they rock a lot. Sing the Sorrow is the easiest album of theirs to get into, but their earlier stuff is a lot more punk.
Speak soon,
Craig
Monday, March 29, 2004
Hey all,
Had one very fine weekend in the company of my fantastic girlfriend. Alton Towers was fine, though they suceeded in pissing me off by allowing all their rides to break down at one point or another. Nemesis is still the greatest rollercoaster in the UK. Air is swank, and Oblivion...was closed. The new pinball ride looked OK, but not as spectacular as I imagined it would be. We didn't get to ride because it...was closed.
Just went to Dave's journal and saw the new photo of him. He possibly not have the worst haircut on college now *kisses*. On a more friendly note, his journal is the most entertaining that I read, as he often makes me smile. Maybe I should always listen to Dave via a computer screen.
I'm sure everyone has already labelled the Cambridge crew the filthy, cheating, lyring, cheap syphilitic-riden hooker loving bastards that they most definetely are, so I won't be calling them that here. I don't know jack about actual rowing, so maybe we were in the wrong, but that little shit of a Tab cox looked suitably twat-like for me dislike the entire team, if not the entire city as a consequence. Plus he dropped the F-bomb on Sunday afternoon TV: his mother must be so proud.
We watched I Capture The Castle yesterday which very good and British. It's very cleverly a tale of growing up, of the rites of passage and coming of age Cassandra (Romola Garai). It's set against the backdrop of a dysfunctional and impoverished family in rural England in the 1930s. Cassandra's diary tells us the story as she becomes an adult, and experiences the excitement and despair of love. Despite being very British, it is a love story that offers no easy answers, but leaves the viewer with enough hope for the future of the family that even though its not a fairy-tales ending, it remains happy enough. Bill Nighy again enters a fantastic performance as the drunk struggling author and father, fighting against his own personal demons and embarassing past.
Ho-hum, work in an hours time. Speak soon,
Craig
Had one very fine weekend in the company of my fantastic girlfriend. Alton Towers was fine, though they suceeded in pissing me off by allowing all their rides to break down at one point or another. Nemesis is still the greatest rollercoaster in the UK. Air is swank, and Oblivion...was closed. The new pinball ride looked OK, but not as spectacular as I imagined it would be. We didn't get to ride because it...was closed.
Just went to Dave's journal and saw the new photo of him. He possibly not have the worst haircut on college now *kisses*. On a more friendly note, his journal is the most entertaining that I read, as he often makes me smile. Maybe I should always listen to Dave via a computer screen.
I'm sure everyone has already labelled the Cambridge crew the filthy, cheating, lyring, cheap syphilitic-riden hooker loving bastards that they most definetely are, so I won't be calling them that here. I don't know jack about actual rowing, so maybe we were in the wrong, but that little shit of a Tab cox looked suitably twat-like for me dislike the entire team, if not the entire city as a consequence. Plus he dropped the F-bomb on Sunday afternoon TV: his mother must be so proud.
We watched I Capture The Castle yesterday which very good and British. It's very cleverly a tale of growing up, of the rites of passage and coming of age Cassandra (Romola Garai). It's set against the backdrop of a dysfunctional and impoverished family in rural England in the 1930s. Cassandra's diary tells us the story as she becomes an adult, and experiences the excitement and despair of love. Despite being very British, it is a love story that offers no easy answers, but leaves the viewer with enough hope for the future of the family that even though its not a fairy-tales ending, it remains happy enough. Bill Nighy again enters a fantastic performance as the drunk struggling author and father, fighting against his own personal demons and embarassing past.
Ho-hum, work in an hours time. Speak soon,
Craig
Thursday, March 25, 2004
Hey all,
I should blog more often.
Work has been fun-less, but apparently it pays, so I'm happy enough. I wonder who was the worst out-of-term job? My vote goes for Paul. I feel for you, my brother. But then, I don't know what anyone else does. Except John, but he's a lazy sod. *Kisses*.
Lots of wrestling has been watched. I'm loving the 70s All Japan, which is packed full of the US greats that its hard to find on tape in their native country. Harley and Terry and Jack and Dory. It's great wrestling, wrestling about building up matches and telling stories and creating mat motherfucking magic. Young Jumbo Tsurata is like a fresher Old Jumbo Tsurata and he owns it as the greatest of all the Japanese wrestlers. It's fascinating watching him develop from early 1970s to the late 80s. He is a wrestler who grew in the 1970s, but made the All Japan style of the 1990s by stepping up the intensity and stiffness of his matches. His exectuion and moveset is phenominal given the context. His matches with Terry Funk and Harely Race are really great. Him and Steamboat do the wrestling for 30 minutes in 1980, and that was good too.
I watched a lot of ECW Cyberslam 1996 late last night. Sabu vs. Scorpio definetley makes my top 5 of ECW matches. They work a 30 minute broadway New Japan Juniors welded onto a Sabu match. They take the match into the finish with about 15 minutes of spots and bumps and near falls, in an ECW style. Scorpio keeps Sabu from his usual spot-rest-spot match and keep the biggest spots for the end. Best Sabu match ever, possibly best Scorpio match ever.
Alton Towers on Saturday, which will be great as ever. There's this new ride that spins you round inside a ball as the roller coaster goes along. It's got a pinball theme, like a ball being knocked around the table. I can't sleep at night I'm so excited.
Speak soon, especially you, Cath. Can't wait to see you tomorrow. Love as ever.
Craig
I should blog more often.
Work has been fun-less, but apparently it pays, so I'm happy enough. I wonder who was the worst out-of-term job? My vote goes for Paul. I feel for you, my brother. But then, I don't know what anyone else does. Except John, but he's a lazy sod. *Kisses*.
Lots of wrestling has been watched. I'm loving the 70s All Japan, which is packed full of the US greats that its hard to find on tape in their native country. Harley and Terry and Jack and Dory. It's great wrestling, wrestling about building up matches and telling stories and creating mat motherfucking magic. Young Jumbo Tsurata is like a fresher Old Jumbo Tsurata and he owns it as the greatest of all the Japanese wrestlers. It's fascinating watching him develop from early 1970s to the late 80s. He is a wrestler who grew in the 1970s, but made the All Japan style of the 1990s by stepping up the intensity and stiffness of his matches. His exectuion and moveset is phenominal given the context. His matches with Terry Funk and Harely Race are really great. Him and Steamboat do the wrestling for 30 minutes in 1980, and that was good too.
I watched a lot of ECW Cyberslam 1996 late last night. Sabu vs. Scorpio definetley makes my top 5 of ECW matches. They work a 30 minute broadway New Japan Juniors welded onto a Sabu match. They take the match into the finish with about 15 minutes of spots and bumps and near falls, in an ECW style. Scorpio keeps Sabu from his usual spot-rest-spot match and keep the biggest spots for the end. Best Sabu match ever, possibly best Scorpio match ever.
Alton Towers on Saturday, which will be great as ever. There's this new ride that spins you round inside a ball as the roller coaster goes along. It's got a pinball theme, like a ball being knocked around the table. I can't sleep at night I'm so excited.
Speak soon, especially you, Cath. Can't wait to see you tomorrow. Love as ever.
Craig
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Hey all,
Went to see Starsky and Hutch tonight, which was a load of fun. I can distinguish between movies that are good and movies that I enjoy, which I think is important for me to be able to sleep at night. This movie I enjoyed, and for what it was and for what it tried to be, it was good. Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson were pretty great, especially Stiller, who is fast becoming one of my favourite comedy actors. He plays difficult charachters, of which his Starsky is one, and he does them well. On a less serious note, there should be more accidental horse shootings in movies. Snoop Dogg is a Huggy Bear for the 21st century, and was inspired casting.
It is incredible how the little things make your day when your stuck in the monotony of work. Lunchtime: Potentially as Russian nuclear sub is highly volatile and could blow skyhigh, according to some Ruskie general or something. 5 o'clock: The general (or whatever) says that this is not what he meant. Oh, what a kidder.
"Sorry lads, I know I scared half the world to freaking death about a huge nuclear disaster, but I didn't mean it.".
I mean, how do you misinterpret "could explode any second"? Is the Russian for "could explode any second" similar to "is a stable and reliable submarine?".
Am gutted to find Amen play to Zodiac in April. That would have been a show amonst shows. Talk about a band that make music because they love it, not because it pays well. I hope the new album sells a million copies, and they use the cash to set fire to Busted's hotel to the ground, leaving no survivors. In good news, The Icarus Line are playing during term time, which will be equally as balls-to-the-wall great. And if I get to see the Bronx too, this will be great. More songs should be called They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy). No point beating around the bush.
Speak soon,
Craig
Went to see Starsky and Hutch tonight, which was a load of fun. I can distinguish between movies that are good and movies that I enjoy, which I think is important for me to be able to sleep at night. This movie I enjoyed, and for what it was and for what it tried to be, it was good. Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson were pretty great, especially Stiller, who is fast becoming one of my favourite comedy actors. He plays difficult charachters, of which his Starsky is one, and he does them well. On a less serious note, there should be more accidental horse shootings in movies. Snoop Dogg is a Huggy Bear for the 21st century, and was inspired casting.
It is incredible how the little things make your day when your stuck in the monotony of work. Lunchtime: Potentially as Russian nuclear sub is highly volatile and could blow skyhigh, according to some Ruskie general or something. 5 o'clock: The general (or whatever) says that this is not what he meant. Oh, what a kidder.
"Sorry lads, I know I scared half the world to freaking death about a huge nuclear disaster, but I didn't mean it.".
I mean, how do you misinterpret "could explode any second"? Is the Russian for "could explode any second" similar to "is a stable and reliable submarine?".
Am gutted to find Amen play to Zodiac in April. That would have been a show amonst shows. Talk about a band that make music because they love it, not because it pays well. I hope the new album sells a million copies, and they use the cash to set fire to Busted's hotel to the ground, leaving no survivors. In good news, The Icarus Line are playing during term time, which will be equally as balls-to-the-wall great. And if I get to see the Bronx too, this will be great. More songs should be called They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy). No point beating around the bush.
Speak soon,
Craig
Sunday, March 21, 2004
My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like "its better than yours",
Damn right its better than yours,
I can teach you, but I'd have to charge.
Please, someone explain this to me. I don't get it. And why do I keep singing it. Kelis, what have you done to me?
*Ahem* 21 Grams was a pretty great film. It is quite complicated, but we made it to the other side without losing it completely. It's all about life and death, and how people deal with both. It's about what we lose when we die, what we gain when we survive, (21 grams), and how much this burden can be ("how heavy is 21 grams?"). Small segments of it the film are shown in a near random order, and only as the film reaches its ends does the story and the way in which the lives of the three main charachters become clear. This perfectly reflects the interwinned nature of the lives the film depicts, and consequently takes what would be a relatively simple linear plot and makes it that more absorbing. The final scene is the same as the first scene, but you only realise that it is the actual final scene at the end, as Penn ends up where you thought he was somewhere near the middle of the film. It's a powerful, emotive piece of cinema, and if I see anything better this year, I'll be surprised. You should all go see it.
Eddie vs. Rey on Smackdown was bitchin'. They bring the lucha goodness to the US mainstream and I'm loving it. I laugh that WCW spent years bringing in luchadores by the dozen, and the crowds never really cared. In Rey and Eddie, the WWE has two workers who know how to blend lucha libre into conventional US style matches, and the crowds are loving it. The UK Smackdown version was a little clipped, but I can live with it. Best TV match of the year.
Speak soon,
Craig
And they're like "its better than yours",
Damn right its better than yours,
I can teach you, but I'd have to charge.
Please, someone explain this to me. I don't get it. And why do I keep singing it. Kelis, what have you done to me?
*Ahem* 21 Grams was a pretty great film. It is quite complicated, but we made it to the other side without losing it completely. It's all about life and death, and how people deal with both. It's about what we lose when we die, what we gain when we survive, (21 grams), and how much this burden can be ("how heavy is 21 grams?"). Small segments of it the film are shown in a near random order, and only as the film reaches its ends does the story and the way in which the lives of the three main charachters become clear. This perfectly reflects the interwinned nature of the lives the film depicts, and consequently takes what would be a relatively simple linear plot and makes it that more absorbing. The final scene is the same as the first scene, but you only realise that it is the actual final scene at the end, as Penn ends up where you thought he was somewhere near the middle of the film. It's a powerful, emotive piece of cinema, and if I see anything better this year, I'll be surprised. You should all go see it.
Eddie vs. Rey on Smackdown was bitchin'. They bring the lucha goodness to the US mainstream and I'm loving it. I laugh that WCW spent years bringing in luchadores by the dozen, and the crowds never really cared. In Rey and Eddie, the WWE has two workers who know how to blend lucha libre into conventional US style matches, and the crowds are loving it. The UK Smackdown version was a little clipped, but I can live with it. Best TV match of the year.
Speak soon,
Craig
Saturday, March 20, 2004
God damn, its been a while since a post. Will be less crap in future.
Not, of course, like I have much to talk about, unless anyone really cares about what's happening in my life. So, here's the rundown:
1. Have been at work at Next warehouse all week. Not interesting.
2. Drove down to Cardiff on Thursday night. Uneventful.
3. Arrived in Cardiff and saw Cath. Fucking great. There was no colon missed from that previous sentence, because that's not what I talk about here.
It's great being here at the moment, as we have the house to ourselves. I'm dying for the phone to ring and ask for Mr. Harding, because I think it is my right, nay, my responisbility to pretend to be him. Cath, of course, disagrees. I promised not to buy anything for him in his absence.
Plan for the rest of the day: going to watch 21 Grams, which I am immensely stoked about. There will be a review later. Also have the Rey vs. Eddie match of Smackdown to watch, so this evening I will BRING DA CONTENT~! with opinions on this.
Speak soon,
Craig
Not, of course, like I have much to talk about, unless anyone really cares about what's happening in my life. So, here's the rundown:
1. Have been at work at Next warehouse all week. Not interesting.
2. Drove down to Cardiff on Thursday night. Uneventful.
3. Arrived in Cardiff and saw Cath. Fucking great. There was no colon missed from that previous sentence, because that's not what I talk about here.
It's great being here at the moment, as we have the house to ourselves. I'm dying for the phone to ring and ask for Mr. Harding, because I think it is my right, nay, my responisbility to pretend to be him. Cath, of course, disagrees. I promised not to buy anything for him in his absence.
Plan for the rest of the day: going to watch 21 Grams, which I am immensely stoked about. There will be a review later. Also have the Rey vs. Eddie match of Smackdown to watch, so this evening I will BRING DA CONTENT~! with opinions on this.
Speak soon,
Craig
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Real metal, as all those that care already know, never went away. It was always though, underground, as the alternative musical scene evolved through grunge and nu-metal and emo and garage rock. And now it is back and enjoying one of its most creative periods. Nu-metal is all but dead; the genre has nothing else to offer. Very few bands made good nu-metal, and they are trying to distance themselves from the tag.
And as music fans, we want bands that aren't an image, but bands that push and expand the limits of music, that don't fit into a formula. Bands like Chimaira, and Shadows Fall, bands like the Haunted and Lamb of God, are the bands that bring unheard of intensity and brutality to heavy music. Bands like Dillinger Escape Plan and Cult of Luna, who create music that challenges what we consider to be songs. Bands like Posion the Well who take a genre so watered down as hardcore punk and tell us how it should be done. And bands like Killswitch Engage.
Yeah, I was listening to "Alive or Just Breathing" on the way to and from work, and it is, as Roadrunner wanted us to believe all along, a masterpiece. They wanted us to believe that this was the death knell of fake metal. And if its not, then it should be. Blending hardcore and metal in equally brutal slabs, the band breath new life into two genres at once. The riffs are hard and fast, but without shedding an bit of melody, the vocals soar and growl and drive the songs along, in short, the album is a instant classic, a metal essential. I could have it playing all the time, and never get bored off a single song. I can't wait for the follow-up.
Loving the Wrestling Channel. Free lucha-libre on my TV is wonderful. If only I could be paid to watch it instead of being paid to hang up clothes, that the world would be that much greater.
Speak soon,
PS no AC Wrestlemania recap yet. How lame.
And as music fans, we want bands that aren't an image, but bands that push and expand the limits of music, that don't fit into a formula. Bands like Chimaira, and Shadows Fall, bands like the Haunted and Lamb of God, are the bands that bring unheard of intensity and brutality to heavy music. Bands like Dillinger Escape Plan and Cult of Luna, who create music that challenges what we consider to be songs. Bands like Posion the Well who take a genre so watered down as hardcore punk and tell us how it should be done. And bands like Killswitch Engage.
Yeah, I was listening to "Alive or Just Breathing" on the way to and from work, and it is, as Roadrunner wanted us to believe all along, a masterpiece. They wanted us to believe that this was the death knell of fake metal. And if its not, then it should be. Blending hardcore and metal in equally brutal slabs, the band breath new life into two genres at once. The riffs are hard and fast, but without shedding an bit of melody, the vocals soar and growl and drive the songs along, in short, the album is a instant classic, a metal essential. I could have it playing all the time, and never get bored off a single song. I can't wait for the follow-up.
Loving the Wrestling Channel. Free lucha-libre on my TV is wonderful. If only I could be paid to watch it instead of being paid to hang up clothes, that the world would be that much greater.
Speak soon,
PS no AC Wrestlemania recap yet. How lame.
Monday, March 15, 2004
It's still all about Wrestlemania...
Good show, and really one of those ones I'm gonna remember, not just for the good wrestling (of which was plentiful).
For starters, the crowd was nuts. As in they were quiet a lot, popping randomly, cheering the "wrong" guys, and then there was the Brock-Goldberg Incident. Not only was it a godawful match, packed full of rest holds and nothing else, the crowd fucked with both guys minds, completely pissing on it. But then, both guys are out of here, so I don't care. I'll miss Brock's ringwork and charachter for what its worth.
It is important to remember there were four good-to-freaking-great matches last night, in order:
1. Triple H vs. HBK vs. Benoit
2. Eddie vs. Kurt
3. Jericho vs. Christian
4. Rock 'n' Sock vs. Evolution
The handicap was loads of fun. Flair had a great night, and the crowd was nutso for him. Rock gets boo-ed - he must hate NY. The match had one too many heat segments, but it was solid and fun, with a surprise finish.
Jericho vs. Christian was very fine. Both guys worked hard, and Christian was less dull in the ring than normal. Scott calls the Trish heel turn: "She looks dirty". That's deep, man...
Eddie and Angle had a very good match, building slow with plenty of fun matwork. Would have liked to see them develop the body work into the finish, rather than just going into finisher-overdrive, but the match came off well. Oh, and Greatest Finish of all time, if we ignore it was a tad silly given the seriousness of the feud.
The main event was stellar. All three guys worked hard and bumped liked troopers. I think this is least ego-driven Triple H match in years. Benoit looked like a star tonight, the crowd were into him, and neither HBK or HHH did anything to prevent this. HBK's bladejob was sublime. The intertangled stories, the pacing, the finish make this possibly the greatest Triple Threat of all time. Radicals Reunited the close the show was pure emotion, and a perfect blend of the sports-entertainment story and the real life story of both Eddie and Chris. Long live wrestlers who make me care.
There is so much to talk about in the show that I'm gonna have to stop. As a fan of the WWE, I'm relieved it the show came off well. I hope they get the buys to justify the effort put into it.
Speak soon,
Craig
Good show, and really one of those ones I'm gonna remember, not just for the good wrestling (of which was plentiful).
For starters, the crowd was nuts. As in they were quiet a lot, popping randomly, cheering the "wrong" guys, and then there was the Brock-Goldberg Incident. Not only was it a godawful match, packed full of rest holds and nothing else, the crowd fucked with both guys minds, completely pissing on it. But then, both guys are out of here, so I don't care. I'll miss Brock's ringwork and charachter for what its worth.
It is important to remember there were four good-to-freaking-great matches last night, in order:
1. Triple H vs. HBK vs. Benoit
2. Eddie vs. Kurt
3. Jericho vs. Christian
4. Rock 'n' Sock vs. Evolution
The handicap was loads of fun. Flair had a great night, and the crowd was nutso for him. Rock gets boo-ed - he must hate NY. The match had one too many heat segments, but it was solid and fun, with a surprise finish.
Jericho vs. Christian was very fine. Both guys worked hard, and Christian was less dull in the ring than normal. Scott calls the Trish heel turn: "She looks dirty". That's deep, man...
Eddie and Angle had a very good match, building slow with plenty of fun matwork. Would have liked to see them develop the body work into the finish, rather than just going into finisher-overdrive, but the match came off well. Oh, and Greatest Finish of all time, if we ignore it was a tad silly given the seriousness of the feud.
The main event was stellar. All three guys worked hard and bumped liked troopers. I think this is least ego-driven Triple H match in years. Benoit looked like a star tonight, the crowd were into him, and neither HBK or HHH did anything to prevent this. HBK's bladejob was sublime. The intertangled stories, the pacing, the finish make this possibly the greatest Triple Threat of all time. Radicals Reunited the close the show was pure emotion, and a perfect blend of the sports-entertainment story and the real life story of both Eddie and Chris. Long live wrestlers who make me care.
There is so much to talk about in the show that I'm gonna have to stop. As a fan of the WWE, I'm relieved it the show came off well. I hope they get the buys to justify the effort put into it.
Speak soon,
Craig
Sunday, March 14, 2004
Hey all,
It's Wrestlemania all the way, baby, so here's my predictions. Also, my recap will be up Monday morning, loads before AC's. But that's OK, because his recap will be rubbish:
- World Heavyweight Championship
Chris Benoit vs. Shawn Michaels vs. Triple H
Winner: Triple H
- The Rock ‘N Sock Connection vs. Evolution
Winner: Rock 'N Sock
- Women’s Championship
Molly Holly vs. Victoria
Winner: Molly Holly
- Chris Jericho vs. Christian
Winner: Christian
- World Tag Team Titles
Cade/Jindrak vs. La Resistance vs. the Dudleys vs. RVD/Booker T
Winner: RVD/Booker T
- WWE Championship
Kurt Angle vs. Eddie Guerrero
Winner: Eddie Guererro
- United States Championship
John Cena vs. The Big Show
Winner: John Cena
- Open Crusierweight Elimination Match
Winner: Chavito
- World Tag Team Titles
The Bashams vs. the APA vs. Haas/Benjamin vs. Rikishi and Scotty 2 Hotty
Winner: Haas/Benjamin
- Bill Goldberg vs. Brock Lesnar
Winner: Bill Goldberg
- The Undertaker vs. Kane
Winner: Undertaker
- Playboy Evening Gown Match
Winners: Really, really don't care. Raw girls?
So I was quite drunk last night, and today has been a non-event. Which is the way the Lord intended it to be. On the seventh day, he didn't rest, he recovered from a hangover. Hell, if I'd just created Heaven and Earth and all its inhabitants, then I'd wanna celebrate too. Consequently, I spent a good part of the afternoon watching Friends. This series has been hilarious, more than compensating for the fact that the writers have run out of actually interesting stories for the charachters. The choiceness: "My baby's face is on a penis"
Speak soon,
Craig
It's Wrestlemania all the way, baby, so here's my predictions. Also, my recap will be up Monday morning, loads before AC's. But that's OK, because his recap will be rubbish:
- World Heavyweight Championship
Chris Benoit vs. Shawn Michaels vs. Triple H
Winner: Triple H
- The Rock ‘N Sock Connection vs. Evolution
Winner: Rock 'N Sock
- Women’s Championship
Molly Holly vs. Victoria
Winner: Molly Holly
- Chris Jericho vs. Christian
Winner: Christian
- World Tag Team Titles
Cade/Jindrak vs. La Resistance vs. the Dudleys vs. RVD/Booker T
Winner: RVD/Booker T
- WWE Championship
Kurt Angle vs. Eddie Guerrero
Winner: Eddie Guererro
- United States Championship
John Cena vs. The Big Show
Winner: John Cena
- Open Crusierweight Elimination Match
Winner: Chavito
- World Tag Team Titles
The Bashams vs. the APA vs. Haas/Benjamin vs. Rikishi and Scotty 2 Hotty
Winner: Haas/Benjamin
- Bill Goldberg vs. Brock Lesnar
Winner: Bill Goldberg
- The Undertaker vs. Kane
Winner: Undertaker
- Playboy Evening Gown Match
Winners: Really, really don't care. Raw girls?
So I was quite drunk last night, and today has been a non-event. Which is the way the Lord intended it to be. On the seventh day, he didn't rest, he recovered from a hangover. Hell, if I'd just created Heaven and Earth and all its inhabitants, then I'd wanna celebrate too. Consequently, I spent a good part of the afternoon watching Friends. This series has been hilarious, more than compensating for the fact that the writers have run out of actually interesting stories for the charachters. The choiceness: "My baby's face is on a penis"
Speak soon,
Craig
Saturday, March 13, 2004
Woah, totally missed a day there. Erm...erm...nothing happened all day?
OK, we went to see Mona Lisa Smile, and despite me expecting a chick-flick par excellence, I very much enjoyed it. It's very smartly written, and incredible well acted, especially Kirsten Dunst, who didn't let being the eventual sympathetic lead prevent her being throughly dislikable along the way. There is a depth to most of the top charachters that makes the story complex and engrossing. I love films where you actually care about the charachters, and it for this reason that films like this, and Lost in Translation, and others, are much more satisfying, ultimately, than a special effect extravaganza with love story attached.
And back to today...
Term is all done with, nothing left to do but go out, work and watch a load of wrestling (and Friends, I'm so far behind. And the entire Godfather triology). The entire crew is out in Hinckley tonight, and, to quote an earlier text message "we gona get fucked up". Probably. Though I might be done by nine. The stupid thing about Hinckley is that there are two nightclubs, and both are closed and being done up AT THE SAME TIME. How thick is that? So it is looking like an entire evening in the pub, or some of that there 70s get up at Flares.
Watched some early 90s Japanese wrestling earlier. Mark Ryan is your man for Japanese tapes. Couple of early Liger matches, one of which was the 4/91 vs. Owen Hart, which is totally my favourite Owen match. It was a bit clipped, but I've seen it in full via Kazaa, and its a brilliant match, possibly the best pre 1994 Liger match. I could go on about how awesome Owen was, but I don't think its necessary. Some early Steiners and plenty of a young Mutoh made it a fun afternoon's TV.
To all my friends at Uni, enjoy your holidays, to all my friends at home, see you in the Baron.
OK, we went to see Mona Lisa Smile, and despite me expecting a chick-flick par excellence, I very much enjoyed it. It's very smartly written, and incredible well acted, especially Kirsten Dunst, who didn't let being the eventual sympathetic lead prevent her being throughly dislikable along the way. There is a depth to most of the top charachters that makes the story complex and engrossing. I love films where you actually care about the charachters, and it for this reason that films like this, and Lost in Translation, and others, are much more satisfying, ultimately, than a special effect extravaganza with love story attached.
And back to today...
Term is all done with, nothing left to do but go out, work and watch a load of wrestling (and Friends, I'm so far behind. And the entire Godfather triology). The entire crew is out in Hinckley tonight, and, to quote an earlier text message "we gona get fucked up". Probably. Though I might be done by nine. The stupid thing about Hinckley is that there are two nightclubs, and both are closed and being done up AT THE SAME TIME. How thick is that? So it is looking like an entire evening in the pub, or some of that there 70s get up at Flares.
Watched some early 90s Japanese wrestling earlier. Mark Ryan is your man for Japanese tapes. Couple of early Liger matches, one of which was the 4/91 vs. Owen Hart, which is totally my favourite Owen match. It was a bit clipped, but I've seen it in full via Kazaa, and its a brilliant match, possibly the best pre 1994 Liger match. I could go on about how awesome Owen was, but I don't think its necessary. Some early Steiners and plenty of a young Mutoh made it a fun afternoon's TV.
To all my friends at Uni, enjoy your holidays, to all my friends at home, see you in the Baron.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
I can't think of an album that confuses me more than Machine Head's new one, "Through the Ashes of Empires". I mean, it is blatantly better than the last two offerings, the nu-metal edge has gone, and the songs still make me want bang my head until my nose bleeds. But something about it irks me, and I can't put my finger on it. Maybe it was the people saying this was the band have gone back to Burn My Eyes era thrash metal; make no mistake, this album is no Burn My Eyes. It's heavier, definetely, and there are some elements of that awesome debut album, but the scars of the past few years still show.
That being said, there are some brilliant songs. Opener Imperium packs so many ideas into its six minutes, you think that they'd be nothing left the rest of the album, and thankfully, you'd be wrong. On that song, the riffs come hard and fast, but there is plenty more like it in new guitarist Phil Demmel's arsenal. Days Turn Blue To Gray is another fantastic, more melodic song, and shows the band at their best, heavy and fast in parts, but knowing when to take a breath.
Then there's songs like Left Unfinished. I can't really say I'm a fan. While the chorus is memorable, the verses sound disjointed, and the general sound is one of the band trying to hard. That being said, it does feature the greatest pissed off at your parents lyric of all time in "Fuck you, you cocksucker, fuck you, you whore". Jebus...
And still I'm short of a reason to not put it in my CD player regularly. Maybe it all boils down to the fact that if I want to listen to Machine Head, Burn My Eyes and, to a lesser extent, The More Things Change are so good, that this new material doesn't excite me enough. But its still good. See, I'm just confused.
That being said, there are some brilliant songs. Opener Imperium packs so many ideas into its six minutes, you think that they'd be nothing left the rest of the album, and thankfully, you'd be wrong. On that song, the riffs come hard and fast, but there is plenty more like it in new guitarist Phil Demmel's arsenal. Days Turn Blue To Gray is another fantastic, more melodic song, and shows the band at their best, heavy and fast in parts, but knowing when to take a breath.
Then there's songs like Left Unfinished. I can't really say I'm a fan. While the chorus is memorable, the verses sound disjointed, and the general sound is one of the band trying to hard. That being said, it does feature the greatest pissed off at your parents lyric of all time in "Fuck you, you cocksucker, fuck you, you whore". Jebus...
And still I'm short of a reason to not put it in my CD player regularly. Maybe it all boils down to the fact that if I want to listen to Machine Head, Burn My Eyes and, to a lesser extent, The More Things Change are so good, that this new material doesn't excite me enough. But its still good. See, I'm just confused.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
From a published writer...
So I'm totally into MSN Game version of Minesweeper Flags, so much so that all my Finance work has been completely avoided today. It's 8th week, I have no motivation left. Maybe if I actually managed to win a game against Cath, I might actually put the thing to rest. Current score is 13-0, but its close, despite what you might think. I'm secure enough in my manhood to admit, yes, I got beaten by a girl so many times its starting to bruise. If anyone is really bad at it, get in touch. I need the ego massage.
You may have guessed, but I got published in a student magazine. If anyone gets Crucible, then its on page 18. If not, ask when you see me and I'll probably have it somewhere, and whip it out immediately. I promise that was the first time I've ever said that last sentence. *childish snicker*. It's all about why the wrestling is beautiful and great, and why I'm a fan, and why its unfair that you haterize on me. Ya fuckers.
I have some downloaded wrestling to watch. AC, you see that there Paul London/ Jaime Knoble match on Velocity? Someone said best free TV match of the year, including Benoit/Michaels, so I'm all there. God, Vince, you waste London so badly. He could be your next Ricky Morton, but you just don't care. Heel Angle vs. London would be great.
Speak soon,
So I'm totally into MSN Game version of Minesweeper Flags, so much so that all my Finance work has been completely avoided today. It's 8th week, I have no motivation left. Maybe if I actually managed to win a game against Cath, I might actually put the thing to rest. Current score is 13-0, but its close, despite what you might think. I'm secure enough in my manhood to admit, yes, I got beaten by a girl so many times its starting to bruise. If anyone is really bad at it, get in touch. I need the ego massage.
You may have guessed, but I got published in a student magazine. If anyone gets Crucible, then its on page 18. If not, ask when you see me and I'll probably have it somewhere, and whip it out immediately. I promise that was the first time I've ever said that last sentence. *childish snicker*. It's all about why the wrestling is beautiful and great, and why I'm a fan, and why its unfair that you haterize on me. Ya fuckers.
I have some downloaded wrestling to watch. AC, you see that there Paul London/ Jaime Knoble match on Velocity? Someone said best free TV match of the year, including Benoit/Michaels, so I'm all there. God, Vince, you waste London so badly. He could be your next Ricky Morton, but you just don't care. Heel Angle vs. London would be great.
Speak soon,
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
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AC is only a 12a. Dave J is a 12. So was Cath. I'm so much more unsuitable for children than they are.
First post proper...
It's, like, totally Wrestlemania week, and I'm hugely excited. There is even a chance the show might be good. My take: Eddie Guerrerro vs. Kurt Angle will be wonderful, Christian vs. Jericho will be good, Benoit will keep the three way together, Brock and Goldberg will have a fun power match, as we all say goodbye to Bill, the tag four ways will be so-so, Cena wins, but his match blows, cruiserweight match will be spotty and fun, but ultimately worthless. Anything missing? Oh yes, Taker/Kane. Not a fan, if I'm gonna be honest. They've messed up Kane, and I don't care about the Dead Man gimmick. Screw nostalgia.
Evil Harold is so great. Neighbours is good again. It's been fairly non interesting for the past month, but with evil Harold, Conner living in mortal fear of the Family, and Serena about to get screwed, literally, the show is interesting and funny all over again. Plus, everyone is about to find out that Izzy isn't a bad person, she's just misunderstood. Despite her irrationally sized nostrils.
The Simpsons tonight was one I'd never seen. The Chief Wiggum choiceness: "That was lucky the bomb landed in that smoking crater". Oh, the genius.
Speak soon,
Craig
It's, like, totally Wrestlemania week, and I'm hugely excited. There is even a chance the show might be good. My take: Eddie Guerrerro vs. Kurt Angle will be wonderful, Christian vs. Jericho will be good, Benoit will keep the three way together, Brock and Goldberg will have a fun power match, as we all say goodbye to Bill, the tag four ways will be so-so, Cena wins, but his match blows, cruiserweight match will be spotty and fun, but ultimately worthless. Anything missing? Oh yes, Taker/Kane. Not a fan, if I'm gonna be honest. They've messed up Kane, and I don't care about the Dead Man gimmick. Screw nostalgia.
Evil Harold is so great. Neighbours is good again. It's been fairly non interesting for the past month, but with evil Harold, Conner living in mortal fear of the Family, and Serena about to get screwed, literally, the show is interesting and funny all over again. Plus, everyone is about to find out that Izzy isn't a bad person, she's just misunderstood. Despite her irrationally sized nostrils.
The Simpsons tonight was one I'd never seen. The Chief Wiggum choiceness: "That was lucky the bomb landed in that smoking crater". Oh, the genius.
Speak soon,
Craig
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