Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Recently, I was taken to a dinner party by my grandmother. Conducted entirely in a foreign language. So, I smiled and nodded and clapped when it felt appropriate. But, then came the karaoke. So, a few observations on that.
1. Karaoke should not be done by sober, non-musical people. If you can sing, go ahead and show off. If you cannot, but are drunk, then you are forgiven due to decreased faculties. If you cannot sing and are not drunk, you are willfully subjecting those around you to audio agony.
2. If you must talk across a person at a dining table, do not gesture with utensils near his or her face. This makes the person nervous and could result in an eye injury.
3. When clapping to a song, don't do it halfway. Lazy clapping makes you look like you don't care. If this is so, don't clap, silly. On the other hand, don't be too enthusiastic. It makes you look creepy. Find the balance.
4. I apparently have a sensitivity to a certain volume. When the singer sang a little too loudly into the microphone, my entire body felt the vibration. They must have reached my resonant frequency.
Thought: If one finds the resonant frequency of a person, will a sustained sound at that frequency injure them? My thoughts go to odd places.
For example, I watched the film version of The Watchmen, which I found to be a most excellent attempt to film something that has long been regarded as unfilmable. However, there is one thing that continues to bother me to this day.

OK. So, assuming you have read the graphic novel (recommended) you know that at the end, Silk Spectre II, Nite Owl II, and Rorschach go to confront Ozymandias about his seemingly diabolical plan. At one point in the movie, Silk Spectre gets her hands on a gun and shoots Ozy from about two feet away and aimed directly at his head. He spins around and falls to the ground, clutching his head. The three heroes peer over his body. He then springs up, revealing that he had caught the bullet.
His seemingly invincible hands aside, I just cannot stand the utter stupidity of our heroes. When he fell THERE WAS NO BLOOD. I am relatively sure that when you shoot someone, they generally bleed, especially from the head. When you want to kill someone, they should bleed. If not, shoot again. Simple. But apparently too complicated for our "brilliant" heroes who figured out the whole conspiracy anyway.


Well, that's the end of my rant. And I apologize for the delay in posting, since this was finished and actually published in May. Those initial observations came at 3 in the morning on the listed date, and any thoughts at 3 in the morning should be reviewed when more awake, lest something silly be spread on the interwebs. Because everyone knows that that never happens.
And on a side note, I am home for the summer! I did a happy dance and am now in relaxation mode before my job starts. Which hopefully means more idle time to post. Everyone wins!

And while you're here, check out this cool time lapse of some Watchmen murals. Cool stuff.

No comments:

Post a Comment