Finally something good happened

I got some really good news this morning which made me feel better about things in general.

In unrelated personal news, I got a new pair of Chuck Taylor low-top Converse sneaks from chucksconnection.com.

They are the traditional black low top, but they havea white tongue and white stripe on the back heel. I also ordered some x-tra thick black laces (i.e., phat) from another company and they should be here early next week.

These sneaks are way friggin cool (although they don't levitate as shown in the picture.) My feet started to really hurt after wearing them all day. The price of looking hip I guess. It's amazing how a new pair of sneakers can make your day a good one.

Must have music

I'm working on a "must have music" guide for work and I'm currently in the process of writing about 100 different CDs. So far I've knocked out 5 reviews. They are brief (under 100 words), but you still have to be clever and creative when cranking this kind of stuff out.

My computer is dying!

My 5 and 1/2 year old Dell computer seems like its on its last legs.

My system just reboots unexpectedly all the time and now its started freezing up when I'm trying to download a file or just browse through my computer.

Two hours on hold on tech support and a two-minute conversation with a rep didn't solve a friggin thing. I really need to just plunk down the $600 or so and get a new computer.

Am I the only person still using Windows 98?

DVD review: The Human Stain

I watched "The Human Stain" last night. Good flick with Nicole Kidman who plays a messed-up, psychically damaged woman who works in a college as a janitor, and Anthony Hopkins, who plays a college dean who finds himself unexpectedly out of a job and inexplicably in bed with Kidman after his wife dies.

As implausible as the film could be on many levels, it holds itself together well and can pass both as a chick flick and a decent drama with something in it for the men (i.e., Nicole Kidman as well as some other woman both get naked in the film - yay!)

It seems like Hollywood has forgotten the fact that guys really just want to see boobs in film.

Sadly, that is what it comes down to for men. It's shallow and pathetic, but its also part of our animalistic nature.

I guess Henry Rollins knew what he was talking about when he titled the album, "Hot Animal Machine."