batskeets | zzzzzzz.

I am damned near ready to pass out, y'all. I can feel myself working more slowly than I normally do, and this is a great sadness. I think I am leaving early today, but if I actually *get* to bed at a decent hour tonight, I'll be able to show up bright and early tomorrow.

So, apparently Carriebot won American Idol. Gee, *there's* a shocker. ::eyeroll:: Reality tee-vee winners are letdowns like 90% of the time, I'm convinced. Either they act crazy/jerky in the bottom of the 9th, or they're the person in the competition that you hated most, or they just suck outright from start to finish, and do nothing to deserve their victory. However, Rahb and Amber *didn't* win The Amazing Race, so apparently there is still a God, somewhere. Bwahaha!

Chinese food is good. When I move into my new home with my big and sparkly kitchen, I want to make eightly bajillion wontons and freeze them so I can invite people over and feed them lovely Chinese food whenever I want. (note to self: get ahold of more of Ma's recipes)

From here, a quote about Episode III that really sums it up for me:
"And thus, the damn shame, because Lucas can really make a movie look like a million bucks. A big set piece, no problem. Huge battle sequences, shit-kicking Muppets, aging an evil chancellor three hundred years with static electricity, ain't no thing. Two people just talking to each other and he's at a complete loss."

So, so true. The whole sense of fun and the awesomeness was very rooted in the visual: excellent fights, cool effects, and some very effective imagery. When I felt compelled to cringe at some part of the film, it was always a really, really clumsy piece of dialogue. It's really fun to take in what's presented on the screen, and *watch* it all happen, but every time a character opens his or her mouth, you kind of have to brace yourself, in case something unbearably awful comes out.

Okay, I promise to shut up about Star Wars now. ::rotfl:: Here's a completely pointless pet adoption meme!