Skins Series 5, Ep 1:Franky
[ Monday ]
SKINS USA S01 EP. 2: TEA - I'll give this new character a chance.
[ Tuesday ]
Fantastic Four # 587: One of the Fantastic Four dies. Yawn. Still, I rather find out on my own that have it spoiled so I'll check it out.
Dead Space 2: Loved the first one and the demo left me wanting more. It's been advertised quite a bit with those "Your Mom Hates this game" commercials.
[ Weds. ]
There's an obscene amount of comics coming out today. The only two I'm intersted in are:
Recommendation: a new version of the Sandman paperback for "Season of Mists" comes out. This is the first arc I read of Sandman so I have a soft spot for it.
[ Thursday ]
SKINS Series 5 Premiere
Lolita, when she chose, could be a most exasperating brat. I was not really quite prepared for her fits of disorganized boredom, intense and vehement griping, her sprawling, droopy, dopey-eyed style, and what is called goofing off — a kind of diffused clowning which she thought was tough in a boyish hoodlum way. Mentally, I found her to be a disgustingly conventional little girl. Sweet hot jazz, square dancing, gooey fudge sundaes, musicals, movie magazines and so forth — these were the obvious items in her list of beloved things. The Lord knows how many nickels I fed to the gorgeous music boxes that came with every meal we had.
1) Go to wikipedia and click "random article". The title of the FIRST article you get is the name of your band.
2) Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last few words of the very LAST quote of the page is the title of your album.
3) Go to flickr and click on “explore the last 7 days”. The third picture is your album cover art.
4) Use photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together into an album cover.
5) Post it with this text in the "caption" and tag the friends you want to join in.
"I am Andrew Ryan and I’m here to ask you a question: Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow? No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor. No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God. No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone. I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose....Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by Petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brown, Rapture can become your city as well."
" The subject of loneliness and the observation of the isolated person has always interested me. Even as a child, I couldn’t help but notice those who didn’t fit in for one reason or another—myself included. In life, and for my films, I have always been interested in the out-of-step. Curiously, it’s usually those who are either too smart or those who are too stupid who are left out. The difference is, the smart ones often isolate themselves, while the less intelligent ones are usually isolated by the others. In Nights of Cabiria, I explore the pride of one of those who has been excluded. "