So Spider-Man 2, in the words of Carl from Aqua Teens: “Awesome. Frickin’ awesome!”

Seriously, lets say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of awesomeness you would find in a movie. With Spider-Man 2, however, you get a Twinkie 35 feet long weighing approximately 600 lbs. That’s a big Twinkie. FILLED WITH AWESOME!

Really, it’s an amazing movie. Best sequel ever? Yes, I’d say so. Best super-hero movie ever? It’s possible. I’ll have to meditate on it, but if not it’s a strong, strong second. I talked to my friend Chris briefly about it last night and he called the first half overly sentimental, and I can kind of see that, but I don’t know about “overly.” He and I will have to discuss this over vacation the way we do about these things: drunk and yelling. But with brotherly love, I’m sure. I’m not going to say much else aside from go see it (*frickin’ awesome!*)and go to the bathroom before hand (it’s 2hrs, 7mins, you get your money’s worth). You get what is, and I’ll go on record on this, the best super-hero fight caught on film (The Matrix movies have super-hero style fights, but I’m talking guys with powers in spandex fighting. Previous best fight: Superman vs. General Zod and his posse in Superman II) and a real, heart-warming story that is really sweet and inspirational. And holy shit am I ready for #3 now. The story will most definitely continue.

Melissia (my ex) and I took Allie to go see it, and Allie was a perfect little angel. She spent a lot of time lying down with her head on Melissia’s lap or sitting on her. There were some tense moments in the movie, and afterward she said that it was “a little scary,” but she still left the theater shooting her spider-webs and this morning she was playing with an imaginary Dr. Octopus (”Sit Dr. Octopus! Good Dr. Octopus!”).

Yesterday was also my last official Antioch day. Jen threw me a little party and it was really sweet and humbling to see people come just to say good-bye to me. Afterward I cleaned all my toys and posters off of my desk and walls and turned in my keys and it felt so…empty. Despite all the insanity, all the inane bureaucracy, the asshole students and classist, snobbish faculty, I’m going to miss it, because those things I hated about it aren’t everything. There was a lot of good, and I know that it outweighed the bad. It’s nice to go, to have a change in my life that comes from a decision I’m making (not like when I started working at Dark Star 2 years ago, showing up on their doorstep going “I’m completely broke and have no hot water in my house. Can I have a job?”). I’ll be making more money and I’ll have better opportunities and more time off. What’s not to like? But, of course, I’m still nervous and that’s not going to change until probably a year from now, but that’s just the way I work.

Now, I have to get ready for my Antioch friends (guys I haven’t seen in almost 4 or 5 years)popping in and spending the night before Allie and I rush off to visit my folks until the 8th. So it’s busy busy busy. I doubt I’ll update until I get back, so everyone have a happy holiday and try to grab some time to relax.

Looking for the hero within, I remain…