When you go to bed at night, do you dream of mountains of money and glittering jewels? Do you salivate at the mere mention of fame and wealth and power. You probably do, seeing as your whole life revolves around your struggle to fill your coffers with coins. Some people seek to help humanity, or to make a difference in the world, or to stop pollution. Your life's work is simpler, you strive to be rich. Well, everyone has to have a goal, and since you're too wrapped up in yourself to see the real world, you may as well focus on money.
Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh...I HATE Jafar...why can't I be like Mufasa or someone. It just sounds cool. Mufassssaaa...oooooooo, say it again!!
I watched The Bourne Identity the other day...wouldn't really recommend it unless you're a diehard Matt Damon fan like JiTe. I'm usually fairly easily entertained when it comes to watching movies, but growing up as a James Bond fan, I have higher standards for the spy movie genre (not to say that all James Bond movies are actually good). First thing I noticed watching the movie was the grainy film they used to shoot it...was that to de-emphasize the action and special effects and focus more on the character of the spy? I guess the director was trying to be original, but most of the film didn't look too ground breaking...the car chase reminded me a lot of Ronin, which featured perhaps the greatest car chase scenes of all time...the windy narrow streets, driving against traffic, constant screen shots of the guy shifting gears. The only part of the movie I really liked was an earlier scene in the very hi tech, very discreet Swiss Safehouse when he went to retrieve his safebox full of goodies...half a dozen passports with fake identities, stacks of foreign currency, and a gun...now i want a cool safebox like that! The plot was kinda shaky...I don't want to give too much away by saying too much. Part of the fun in the beginning was being just as confused as Matt Damon was in figuring out his identity...but i'd guess half the audience had a much better idea than his character did 15 minutes into the movie...gee, what am i doing with all these fake passports? and the hundreds of thousands worth in foreign currency? and the gun? hmm...just can't figure it out. Anyways, the movie kinda dragged on like that, and I was anxiously waiting for everything to come together in one final enlightening scene, but it never really did.
BTW, did you know that a fake US passport (preferably genuine blank ones) can fetch as much as $20,000 or more? Don't ask me how I know this. =)
Think about it though, with a fake US passport, you get all the perks of American citizenship...especially entry into many foreign countries without the need for visas. If I were to buy a fake passport, I'd want a Canadian one...free healthcare for life! Wonder how much it would cost...might actually be worth it...muhahaha.
So maybe ME doesn't agree with my Chris Webber/Treach comparison...how about Michael Imperioli (who plays Christopher Molsanti in The Sopranos) and Peja Stojakovic? You guys see that, right?
Sony Music Group is one of the most aggressive in the industry in taking anti-piracy measures. So how do you crack the copy protection on their music cd's? Easily...with a felt tip marker.
Haven't blogged in a while...maybe it's because i'm tired of blogging bout insignificant things, like how earl blim, basement and i shut down RaLi, tablehead and the dude that likes to custom pick his own team in softball the other day...or perhaps i just don't have anything interesting of substance to say.
Anyhow, this blog was never meant to be about deep sharing, so continuing along its superficial infrastructure, i just wanted to share with you a slice of the indian rap music scene, myself enlightened by blogfu. Some of you may have heard the fresh rhymes of Ludacris, but how bout the mango lassi flow of Luda Krishna?
