Author: Huy

I haven’t been posting anything interesting lately. Besides the Democrats taking over the Congress in last week’s election and Rummy resigning from the Secretary of Defense there wasn’t really much to talk about.

I wonder how many of you will spend your evening camping out in front of your local electronic store for a chance to buy the new PS3? Good luck for those who are camping out. Supplies are limited so even if you do wait all night you’re not guaranteed to get one.

I have a three-day weekend starting tomorrow and what makes this weekend so special is the UFC 65 event. George St. Pierre will be fighting Matt Hughes for the Welterweight Championship. I’m as anxious as a high school girl awaiting the results of her pregnancy test.

So who’s up for the new James Bond movie and a round of drinks tomorrow? (I was going to say something clever that included Martinis and the phrase ‘shaken, not stirred, but I’m too tired.)

A friend of mine sent me this picture. I thought it was hilarious. I can’t confirm if this is a real image, but it looks pretty real to me.

For those who don’t already know, I’m a huge fan of the Zombie genre movies. Plane Dead looks to take some cues from Snakes on a Plane. The plot depicts an airplane carrying a deadly virus that turns it’s passengers into flesh eating undead monsters, and the those who aren’t affected must fight to survive.

This is frggin’ awesome. It should be out next year.

It’s been 17 years since the quake hit the Bay Area. I remember that day quite fondly…

:::cue flashback sequence:::

I was sitting at the kitchen table doing my homework (when I said doing homework I mean reading my Highlight magazine). Then, suddenly the table began to shake. The potted plants that hung from the ceiling swayed back and forth. The pyramid stack of dishes in the sink crumbled apart. My dad and my brothers, who were watching television in the living room, darted out to the front door onto the lawn. I sat there in my chair in awe. My dad was outside signaling with his arms like a wildman for me to get outside. I jumped from my chair and ran to the front door.

Once outside, it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the brightness. I could hear the car alarms going off on the streets. My neighbors were out in their yards as well. I remember my neighbor asking us the funniest question, “Hey, did you guys feel that?!”

“No shit Sherlock. Everyone with a pulse felt it!” That’s probably what I would of said if he asked me that now.

:::cue reverse flashback sequence:::

I was about 7 years old when it happen, and it was just a cool experience. To others, it was a frightening. Fortunately, the Bay Area hasn’t experience a large quake since. :::knock on wood:::