The Demonweasel Speaks

So we survived the holidays. Got some good stuff, notably Rock Band and a video camera, a bundle seemingly rife with the possibility of internet humiliation. We’ll see if any incriminating videos show up. I’ll be sure to point you at them as soon as they do.

Kenzie deleted all her social networking stuff because it bores her, but I find myself oddly confused by it. Not that she did it, that’s fine, but I’m just like “Okay, who’s my #1 friend now?” I kind of solved it by leaving the store in the top spot, as that makes sense. I guess. First no blog, and now no social networking. My wife is becoming a hermit. At least she’s still my hermit.

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Now that the holidays are over the move is suddenly palpable and panic inducing. One week from today (well, yesterday, since it’s after midnight) we should be all moved in and have a full day of retailing in it under our belt. It’s a little daunting, but invigorating at the same time. We’ve done all we can with the old space, but now there all kinds of new possibilities. We’re going to venture into video rental, so we’ll see how that works out. Some mainstream, but a lot of specialty stuff too. Like “Psycho Kickboxer”, “Mulva: Zombie Ass Kicker”, “Splatter Beach” and others. Yes, we have those already.

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Came home Christmas Eve ready to head back out the door for holiday travels and found out that the TV dish blew down again. Not happy. Last time it did that was during the hurricane, and that’s when they told me that the way it’s installed (a pole in concrete) isn’t covered in the protection plan I pay $4 a month for (and have for about, say, 5 years now). We’ll see if they are willing to come out now under the plan (as opposed to charging $60 for just a visit), and if not, well, maybe it’s back to cable. We’ll see.

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Watched the new “Day the Earth Stood Still” for free. Still wanted my money back. Saw “Yes Man” in the theater and enjoyed it greatly. Anxiously waiting to hear how bad “The Spirit” fails. According to Variety, it took the 7th spot on Christmas Day, so I’m hoping that trend continues. Screw that so-called version of the Spirit. It has nothing to do with Will Eisner’s Spirit and everything to do with Frank Miller wanting to do something exactly like everything else he’s done, but not the stuff he’s already done because it’s boring and nothing new because that’s too hard. His next project will apparently be a total ruining of “Buck Rogers.” I can’t wait for Twiki to be a chain-smoking pimp bot and Wilma Deering to be a sexed out future babe looking for a real man to rip off her space suit and make a woman out of her. Oh, and it will rain white space-rain, and he’ll narrate pointless “hardness” while jumping from spaceship to spaceship. His galaxy screams, and he will Rogers it.