Friday, May 30, 2008

Flashback to the 80's

Robert Smith, Siouxie Sioux, Ian McCulloch, Morissey...

I wrote this blog when I heard my wife listening to The Cure on YouTube. It just reminded me of the good times and bad back in high school, where identity is all that matters. If others don't know who or what! you are, then you are a nobody.

The movie Breakfast Club sums it all up. You fall into one or more of many of categories like: a criminal, a princess, a brain, an athlete, or a basket case. Fade to black and play Simple Minds' "Don't you (forget about me)"...

Monday, May 5, 2008

Ironman

Ironman kicks butt! This is arguably one of the best comic book movies. I especially like how Stane is the antagonist and not The Mandarin.


I saw this movie at the Arc Light. Their prices are slightly higher than that of other theatres, but I like the atmosphere, the seating, the strict rules. It completely makes the movie watching experience a whole lot better.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Alhambra Code Enforcement

They suck. Within two weeks after close of escrow, Alhambra Code Enforcement went ahead and posted this notice on my door like some CDC quarantine order.


It made me look like some bad neighbor who doesn't care about his property. I called their office and was told that the realtor brokered an agreement between Alhambra Code Enforcement and the seller to have the property maintained. But I was not made aware of that. And maybe the city did not realize that it was a short sale! To recapitulate:

  1. The seller was losing her home. Why should she pay for maintenance?
  2. The bank was losing money. Why would they pay for maintenance?
  3. The buyer (me) was not told.

The Happiest Place On Earth

Disneyland may be the happiest place on Earth, but its surrounding area in Anaheim is not bad either...

This is the Embassy Suites hotel in Anaheim near Downtown Disney.


They serve free alcohol during happy hour 5-7PM.

My wife and I decided to make a tiny vacation of her overnight stay for a teacher's convention. It was one of the best times we've ever had. I had a Long Island iced tea. She had a Margarita on the rocks. After that, we couldn't stop laughing. Then, we were supposed to go for romantic stroll just before dark. Instead, we stayed inside our room and watch John Tucker Must Die. I actually liked the movie. It was simple and stupid. No thinking required. No thinking possible after a couple of drinks anyway...