I'm Always Around...

Well, I'm back after a long, LONG hiatus....


Will Superman Return? Not too sure.


In this instance, I believe that Clark Kent has to return first.


6AM comes early


I'm out

Ok...from this post forward, all my entries will remain friends only. So if you read, and I havent added you as a friend, drop me a comment. I will add everyone to my friends list later tonight.



Peace

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Perfect.

Alright, well it's been awhile since my last update on here...


Benn having way too much fun on Facebook lately.


So anyways, I'm back in college. Still attending SUNY Oswego. Classes are going alright so far. I'm particularly enjoying my video production class. Profesor is funny as all hell, and it's just like radio class, only with video. I'm in a different dorm on campus now too. It's all renovated and nice. Only drawback is that I have to do these little papers called IST's to live there. It's really not that bad however, because it's an actual class. A class with no lexture, Instead, all I do is write like 6 one page papers a semester, and get a 4.0 for the "class" It helps my GPA overall, which is good. It's REALLY good.

Now, one thing I should probably mention is that I am on academic probation. This means that I need a 2.0 this semester in order to not fail out. I am confident that I can do it however.


Facebook has gotten out of control...I'll post something else on that later.

I'd say I'm reasonably happy now here...more so then last semester. I let Jeff buzz my hair today. Quite an adventure I must say. A nice faded cut with some hard core edging going on. (Sorry Jimmy, but I dont have the patience for long hair, plus it looks like shit) Short hair looks much better on me. Jeff wants me to get my ears pierced too...I actually just might do it. 2 diamond studs in my ears would look sick. Especially with my new short haircut, and a sort-of chin strap that I might attempt to grow.

I dont think I would get a tattoo, but a Superman S would look sweet on my arm.

Anyways, I should go, it's getting a bit late, and roommate's in bed already.


Not too sure how often I'm going to update my LJ anymore, seeing as how I tried the facebook blog, and got AWESOME comments! YEAH!


What that means basically, is that I can reach a lot more people on facebook then I can on here, and yes, even on myspace. Any publicity is good publicity, whether positive, or negative. I'll probably post other things here as well, more having to do with my life.

So I get a call from HSBC security a couple mornings ago asking me if I authorized a debit for 1,900 something dollars from the White Company in Great Britain...


What the hell


Of course I didnt

I dont know anything about that...


So...apparantly somebody over in the UK has used my checking account to purchase shit on the interent. How they got my account information, I have no idea. Paypal is the only website with my Bank account information, and I only use that to keep a Verified status, not to send money. To send money I use my Credit Card.


Anyways, I'll spare you all the banking and money and interent talk, and just cut to the short of it- The money will be back in my account in 7-10 business days, my debit card has been shut down, and I already have a new checking account.



A small inconvience, but a real pain in ass, seeing as how I have to borrow 300 from my dad to pay my CC bill, AND I'm going back to school soon, where I wont have a veichele to go into town to get to the bank.

So, everyone in my family is in Vermont for a couple days. I stayed home, because what am I going to do in Vermont while everyone else looks at snowboards? That- and some shitty museum that I've already been to, no thank you. With staying home comes the responsibility of taking care of the dog. It's not that I dont love our dog, or dont want to take care of her, its just that when my mom isnt around, Bonnie just lies around, and doesnt do anything. I cant get her to go outside to use the bathroom, or like right now, to go to sleep. Oh well. Family will be back tomorrow, so I dont have to worry about that.


Now, onto the rest of today. I finally got Bonnie to go the bathroom, so then it was off to Kingston to see the REAL Bonnie, lol. (My dog Bonnie shares her name with my friend Bonnie from Potsdam) Had a little trouble finding her house when I got there, so I had to roam on the Roger's cell phone towers for 10 mins, which is probably going to be like 30 bucks :( On the way up and over to Kingston, man, that Hwy 401 is CRAZY. I was on it close to rush hour. EVERYBODY is going at LEAST 75, even some of the trucks. You cant keep in the right lane, because some of the trucks go slow, so you need to pass them. Plus merging traffic is dangerous because they dont give you ANY room. In the states, esp. on the NYST, they give merging traffic like a mile long stretch of 3rd lane before you gotta get over.


Now- back to the 401. Cant keep in the left lane because there are people going 90 that are going to ride your ass until you get over. So- conclusion- dont drive on the 401 unless you have some pretty good hwy driving experience. I'm a New York Driver, and the 401 puts NYC/LI driving to shame. (I wont mention, also, that driving 80 MPH burns SO MUCH God damned GAS.) I left with a full tank, and now, round trip, I'm down to just above a quarter; so I cant evade paying my dad to fill it back up, lol


So, when I got to Bonnie's, we hung out for a bit, and then she took me to dinner. Dinner was this place called East Side Mario's, right in Kingston. I told Bonnie that I was looking for Italian, and she hit this one out of the park. The food there was beyond my expectations. I'm a fan of Sergi's, and Mama Lucia's in Potsdam, but, sorry, this place wins over both of them. I had my usual. Penne pasta in Meat sauce with diced sausage. It was nice to get a glass of fine Italian Red Wine with my pasta, too. Now, how's THAT for Italian? I give this place 5 stars all around. Best Italian food I've EVER had, from ANYWHERE, period.


After dinner, we stopped at McDonald's to get Bonnie a milkshake because she just had her wisdom teeth out, and cant fully chew some things yet. Then we went and walked around downtown for awhile. Went by the Holiday Inn down by the water, and of course up and down Princess st. it was weird being downtown at night, because I've never been there at night. It was nice to be in Kingston with somebody other than my family, too.


The we went back to her house to chill, and before long it was time for me to go. 401 was better coming home of course, there was no traffic. I drove with my brights on. You wouldnt believe the number of people who blinked at me, on the OTHER side of the hwy. (telling me to turn my brights off) Well, fuck you, I need my brights. I cant see very far at night, and the lights on the Civic are shit, and dont shine far enough ahead. There was an unusually long wait at US customs coming back too. Of course, they only have one lane open, and it's the guy who's a dick. (Btw, coming INTO Canada, the lady never checked my passport.) This guy was asking people to stop their engines, and he was looking into trunks. But, sure enough, I got through no problem.


The tolls are annoying on the TI bridges, too. It cost me 2 dollars, on BOTH SIDES to drive on the damned things. That's 4 more dollars I could have had for gas, or lotto. (Which, btw, I won AGAIN, 3rd TICKET IN A ROW, on a Canadian scratch off.) There are more people in NYC than are in the whole province of Ontario. Therefore, my odds of winning even a substancial amt of money are greater than in the the NY state lotto. I havent won anything on that in God knows how long. Fuck NY State. I'm proud to be an American, dont get me wrong, but what 20 year old male is happy to see the Welcome to NY State sign when you're coming back from Canada?



All said and done, I had an AWESOME DAY! Canada+Bonnie=Fun time! haha

So, I'm hanging out with Ben tonight, and we decide that we're hungry. My dad has this thing, where he doesnt want Ben riding in the car with me anymore, because he thinks that I am going to be iresponsible. He is right, to some extent, seeing as how the last time he was in the car, I smashed the left front rim on the Ford, and caused a minor 300 dollar repair bill. But, that was over 2 years ago. I'm 20 now, and I think I am more than capable of operating a motor veichele, but whatever.

So, Ben cant go, ok, fine, I'll drop him off at his house, he'll give me money, and I'll go to Taco Bell, ok. I distinctivly heard my mom say that she didnt care. I take the Civic, run ben over to his house, and then just when I'm dropping him off, my cell phone rang. I kind of knew that it would be my house, but of course I didnt want it to be. As soon I saw home on my caller ID, I knew what was up.

Naturally, it was my mother, telling me to drop Ben off, and then come home. I was like, are you serious right now? why? And she said because dad doesnt want you out joyriding. And then I thought, ok, so we're back to this kiddie bullshit again then?


Some things never change. If it's not one thing, it's another. I cant drive the van ever, because it's our primary veichele, and God forbid that I wreck it. I cant drive in the winter, because it's slippery, and you know, I "simply dont have the experience" to drive in those conditions. For awhile I couldnt drive after 9, or drive in Canada because of my junior license. I am sick of all this bullshit. I'm moving to Florida, where you dont need insurance, AND you dont have to register your veichele. Why is it, that when I have to work, I have unrestricted access to the veichele, but when I want to use it to go get food, I can't?


Mind you, I just used it this afternoon to go out to the comic shop, wal-mart, and Sam's Club with my brother. Granted, I dont pay my dad anything for use of it, and I suppose I could maybe pitch in some money for gas here and there. After all, when I went up to Potsdam, I paid my dad 30 dollars for gas. So, I suppose I should/could be more supportive in that dept. HOWEVER, I do believe that I shoulndt be given a whole ordeal when trying to go out to get some God Damned food.


I know how to drive a car. I drove on the Cross Bronx when I was 16. Watertown driving? Cake.



Let me get some fucking food at Taco Bell.


That's all I'm saying

So today was my last day at Stream for awhile. Man, how the time flies. It seems just like yesterday that I was going through training for 2 weeks. Now is a good time I think to bring something up. This summer, as with in the past, I have met many people in my daily goings-to-work at Stream. It always works that half your training class wont make it past 90 days of employment, that's just a given.

However, the other half of the class, the people that actually want to work there, are always cool people. Needless to say, I always make friends, yes, me, with people both in, and outside of my training classes. Most of the time, I end up becoming friends with the class ahead of me, and behind me, just like how it was in high school.


It finally ocurred to me of what to call this type of situation, and these friends that I make. Sadly, the people in my class that do make it past the 90 days, most of them, I will not see when I come back in either Dec. or next May. By then, they would have moved on, got a better paying job, or moved out the area. I call THESE people "single serving friends" and yes that is from Fight Club. I call these people single serving friends because I only see them this time in the summer, and just like Jack, on the airplane, I never see them again.


And it's sad...because there have been some pretty cool people that I lose touch with the day that I quit work. It's not like I dont make an effort, either. Because, I give people my number, and contact information, and then I never hear from them. I'll be suprised if I ever hear from anybody from this year. But, somebody once told me, that hey, such is life. I'll go ahead and quote my ex gf on this, because she actually said it best by saying, people go out of your life, just as easy as they come in.


And, in my life at Stream, and single serving friends, no place is this more true. Not to say that I havent met some amazing people this summer, but, you know- like every other year, I have my doubts, and they eventually ring with truth. I think this year, because this is the longest (consecutive days) that I've worked there, is why I'm feeling kinda upset. When I give my badge to the security guard on the way out that door, I'm left feeling rather naked, knowing that I cant get in the door anymore. For other people, it would be a joy to give up their badge and quit, but for me, it's an act that leaves me in dispair.


I really do enjoy the work that I do there. Not only are no 2 days the same, but it's semi- good pay for the work that is done, I feel anyway. I would not want to flip burgers, or work outside in the heat, or lift boxes. I enjoy sitting in an office, and working on a computer. And actually- now that I think about it, what made me not want to leave even more, is the fact that I have to go back to shithole Central NY. Where as last year, I knew that I was headed back to Postdam, so I was a little more eager to leave.


Oh well, all in all, another successful summer at Stream. See everyone next summer-


(but not really)

Like weary boxers who have gone the distance, the combatants collide in one last explosive effort.

In the years to come a few witnesses will tell of the power of these final punches...that they could literally FEEL the shockwaves.

Others will remember the enormous crater that resuled from the sheer force of the blows.

But most will remember this sad day- as the day the proudest, most noble man they ever knew- finally fell.

For those who loved him-one who would call him husband,one who would be his pal, or those who would call him son, this is the darkest day they could ever imagine.

They raised him to be a hero...to know the value of sacrifice.

To know the value of LIFE.

And for those who served with Superman in the protection of all life- comes the shock of failure.

The weight of being too late to help.

For a city to live, a man had given his all and more.

But it's too late.

For this is the day-



that a


SUPERMAN


died.

ok, so Chinese food last night was good...however, it just figures that I get this fortune:

"A Kiss? The renunciation of the heart when one is no longer alone"

As if I'm not constantly reminded of that every single day :(

So...I'm on vacation right now. Took 2 days off from work, and I'm visiting my cousins down on Long Island. I drove practacally the whole way down, which served two purposes. One, I drive fast, so I got there sooner, and then two, I was expected to drive anyways. We passed Merrick on the way there, reminded me of you, Bonnie. lol Today we went the beach. Cupsogue Beach. I was there 3 summers ago, and it was just as I remembered. Had a Sabrett's hot dog. Second only to Nathan's, of course. I didnt get burned that badly because of a nice application of sunblock.


Glad I took some days off. Work was horrendous on Friday. 'Least it was payday lol.

Chinese food for dinner tonight from Eastern Pavilion. Coming home on Tuesday night. Laptop comes on wed. Life is good

So...I was on the lookout for a new computer, just doing my usual Ebay hunting, and not really looking for anything in particular. I wasnt really on Ebay today with the intent to buy, but how could I pass up a good deal like this?



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So, this update is for the last couple days...

On Monday I spent the day with Bonnie, Ben, and Dennis, all of whom I know from Potsdam. I knew, Bonnie, of course, and Dennis I had known, but Ben was really the only person whom I hadn't met before...suprisingly enough. Bonnie called me around 11:30, and she actually woke me up...lol cause I dont really get out of bed until noon. She asked me if I wanted to head to the beach. I, of course, not seeing her since Dec, instantly said, sure.

Ben picked me up in his 1980-something Toyota Cressida, with an interior comparable to my 94 Marquis. We headed to this beach called Black Pond. It was a cool little beach. Non-commercial, so it was free to get in. We spent the bulk of the afternoon just hanging out there, going in the water, laying in the sun. I havent gotten this much color since well...years. My whole back is burned red, and my ears are kind of pink. I cant see back there, but I'll bet its starting to peel.


So, after the beach, Ben brought me home, I showered, and changed into my nice Abercrombie Polo, and we all went to dinner. Dinner was the (now, not-so-new Pizza Hut on Arsenal.) I had never been there, so I was looking forward to a nice new place to eat. Nice is hardly the word. I must say I was rather disappointed. The food was nothing but average run-of the-mill Pizza Hut. Which like I said, wasnt bad, but it really wasnt that good. Plus, the service by the wait staff also left something to be desired.


After dinner, we went back to Ben's house, and then it was up to Kingston to take Bonnie home. It was nice to see Bonnie again. While I havent lost touch with my friends from Potsdam, it's difficult to see everybody anymore, because everybody lives all over the state. When we took Bonnie home, she was very gracious, and offered us all alcohol. For those of you who know me, I'm not one to refuse a beer. I sampled a light Pilsner called Sleeman's. All in all not bad. After a couple of those, I then had a glass of this Austrailian red wine. That too was also good. I had never been a fan of wine in the past, but for some reason, that night, I preferred the wine over the beer. Must be because I'm reading The Godfather.


I'd never been to Kingston at night before. Anywhere in Canada, either. It was cool to be on Sir John A MacDonald Blvd, with all the lights from all the attractions illuminating the clear night sky. On the car ride home, I had to take a leak so bad. I had gone before I left, but with a stomach full of 3 drinks, it wasnt long before I had to relieve myself again. We pulled over in this truckstop, and I had to find the bathroom. I went into the resteraunt, and remember, this is at like, 11:45 at night. I approach her carefully, as her back was turned, for who knows what peril may be lurking on the other side. She turns around, and smiles at me with a few slots missing on her grill, if you get my drift.

After my inquiring as to the whereabouts of the john, her smile turns to a half frown, as she mumbles, "to the right." My guess is she was probably hoping that I was there to eat. As I stood there relieving myself, the thought came to my mind about the customs officers asking if we were going to leave anything in Canada. I always smile to myself whenever they ask that, because secretly I wish I could be a smartass and say, well, "yeah, I'll probably take a shit" or something like that. God knows what they'd do to me if I actually said that.


Back on the road, riding with the windows open, I could smell the nice warm summer air. And, I dont mean plain ol' land air. I mean, the air over the river on the T.I. bridge with a less than 100% humidity, summer air. To me, there is nothing else quite like this in the world. To each and everybody who curses Watertown, and the area we live in, I say to hell with you. Just think of what if would be like to live in the midwest. No water around. Just LAND and Land AND LAND. Can you say boring?


Finally got home about 12:15, hopped on the computer, thanked Bonnie for a great day, and then ate and went to bed.


2 days later, I'm sitting here typing this, going to Long Island this weekend, got a full stomach, and checking account, and yeah...life is good. Amen to truth and justice in the American way...or at least until I'm 21...The Canadian way...haha

"They can be a great people Kal-El, they wish to be...
They only lack the light to show the way...
This, above all, their capacity for good,
I send you, my only son..."


Words immortalized by Marlon Brando as Jor-El, Superman's father. Reflecting on this, it really makes me think about my own life. Upon discovering Superman, and finally having a good role model in my life, somebody who I can relate to, I mean, other than Jesus, (I am Catholic after all) I realize that hey, God put me on this Earth for a reason.


Just as Tyler Durden says, "I dont want to die without any scars," My own spin on that, is I dont want to be forgotten upon my death. I was definitely put on this Earth for a reason. Could it be, that I, just like Superman, have great powers, and put on all these masks, so nobody sees who I really am?


I, Michael Hirst, was put here to leave a mark on this World. But, if this is the case, than when will I know what it is I was sent here to do? When I'm 30? 40? I cant really see into the future... I do know however, that nothing ever got accomplished sitting at home playing GTA or NBA 2K6 on the PS2. While these are good forms of entertainment, they are just that, an "escape" In these games, you can do anything you want to do. You can be a star athlete, a fast driver, a criminal, a rapper, the list goes on. You can be all of those without leaving your couch.


But, it takes a real person to get up off that couch, and be proactive. Why is it, I cant stop playing NBA 2K6, GTA San Andreas, and 50 Cent Bulletproof? I believe it's because I'm so used to looking to escape into a world that is so much better than my own. Sometimes I wish I could fly, just so I could go anywhere, I wanted, when I wanted. That is why I look to Superman for answers for all my questions. Because, and Jimmy keeps reminding me of this: Shoot for the best, and you'll BE the best. As I age, you WILL believe a man CAN fly.




So, why is Michael Hirst here on Earth?
How many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?

You're guess is a good as mine.
The World may never know

So Jimmy said that because I didnt post last night, that I owe this one as a double entry...so here goes nothing, I guess. Payday last Friday...my check was screwed up because I never got paid 57 dollars I was owed for training. After that 57 dollars, my check will total 633 dollars. Can you say Macbook, or maybe even Macbook PRO?


I'm still up in arms about this computer thing. Still am weighing options. My friend Charles from Potsdam pitches a good case for a Dell Inspiron E750-something, which has a 17" screen, 2.0 Ghz Dual Core, 2 gigs Ram, 100 GB Serial ATA HD, and a nice beefy ATI Mobility Radeon 256Mb Video Card. The thing about that is, is that everyone knows I love Dell, I stand behind them 100%, but I have a Dell Insprion laptop right now, and I kinda wanted something different, you know?

Plus, I just want something that's going to last, and you'll get that with a Mac. I dont really care Windows or Mac Operating system, I think they both have their fine points. I am, however, looking for good HARDWARE in which to use the software, and so far, Apple has proven themselves to be just that.


Put it this way, if I purchase a Macbook, sure I'll pay a 1400 dollars for it, (and 500 more for a total of 1900 for the PRO) but Mac users will tell you that you really ARE paying for QUALITY, and THAT'S the TRUTH. Just like Zenith TV's in the 70's and 80's. The quality goes in before the name goes on. When you see that Apple logo, you know that you are getting quality, and plus, lets face it, an Apple laptop has never exploded at a business conference. (You could argue tho that less than 2% of the WORLD uses Macs, and therefore, why would they be at business conference anyways? which is probably true.)


If I bought a Dell, it would be shit in 2 years, just like mine is now, and I'd have to upgrade everything just like I did for my machine now. If I buy the Mac, not only will it last me a good 5 or 6 years or so, when I'm done with it, I can sell it for at LEAST half of what I bought it new for. I just sold a 4 year old Apple iBook G3 for 470 dollars on Ebay. Tell me, could you get 470 dollars for a 4 year old Dell Laptop? Oh hell no. I've seen NON WORKING Apple laptops sell for 200 dollars! 200 DOLLARS! AND THEY DONT EVEN TURN ON!!! Well, just as the old saying goes, as I'm sure you've all heard, Items at auction are worth as much as somebody is willing to pay for them. That's really the case with consumer electronics as it is with anything else.


So, anybody have any ideas? I welcome your comments.


Lets see- what else? I've been following Big Brother All Stars on CBS this year. It's kinda tough being that I work from 1-10, and that it's over by the time I get home. But, that's what they have DVR service for. I was thinking about buying the 24/7 Live Feed so I can watch the houseguests anytime over the interent. I just might do that. It's like 40 something dollars for a 3 month pass, which is about how long the show will be on air for.


My Superman video keeps getting more hits on Youtube. Speaking of that video- mind you, it would look 10 times better if it were done on a Mac, btw.


I bought some Superman stuff from Borders that Jimmy reserved for me. Birthright was a great read. I was able to finish 300 something pages of that today at work, because it was slow in the afternoon, before dinner.


I really gotta start excersizing and integrating a daily routine to go through. I really want to ride my bike 6 miles EVERYDAY, the same route. This will ensure that I know how far I am riding. Contrary to what I thought, I might not be this skinny my whole life. Ironically, I've actually developed a bit of a stomach. Nothing that big, really, but enough that I can see that wasnt there before. So, that means its time for the bike. My dad gave me an orange vest with the reflective silver tape on it, so I should start taking advantage of that. Wouldnt be a bad idea to hit the weightroom either. I'll proabably lose some weight when I get back to Oswego, actually, because the food sucks there.



Well, I'm out before I get Carpal Tunnel from typing all day.

P.s. I watched the Director's commentary from Dick Donnor, director of Superman I. It was alright. A little boring actually. But, what do you expect, he's commenting on a movie that he did over 20 years ago. Look forward to commentary from Brian Singer, on the Superman Returns DVD. Now THAT should be good.

So- day off from work today. I shot up Route 11 to go visit a couple friends in Good 'ol Potsdam NY. It was nice to see Josie and Callie again, I havent seen them since around December last year. It was also good to see AC, whom I know from WAIH. I havent even been on the Potsdam campus since Decemeber when I left to go to Oswego. Just being back on campus brought back so many great memories.


R.I.P. Grandma Sergi...Dont worry, Mama Lucia's will never beat your family's resteraunt.


So because of Grandma Sergi passing away, they were closed, so Josie, Callie and I went to Mama Lucia's instead. The sausage was pretty good, but the pasta was a little chewy. Never had that happen at Sergi's might I add...


After dinner, we all hung out and just talked like we used to do in old times. The time sure goes by when you're with good friends. Before I knew it, it got late, and time for me to head home. After I hugged Josie and Callie, before I went to my car, I walked over into the Bowman quad, and stood there looking at what used to be. Remembering how happy I was when I was with my 40-something friends, as opposed to my MAYBE 2 in all of Oswego. Remembering how I used to frequent Sergi's and dine on their great pasta dishes. Remembering how I had a key to the Planetarium so I could get in whenever I wanted. Remembering how I used to go over to Crane to sing in Men's Ensemble, or just to absorb all things musical.


just...remembering EVERYTHING. And, once again I had to leave Potsdam, not knowing when I will return. So, why leave a place that's like heaven on Earth, for a place that just doesnt measure up?


I had to. In order to become what I want to be. Not saying it's easy, because it's by FAR, not AT ALL. Just as CLark left Smallville for Metropolis, I leave Potsdam for Oswego. A place much bigger and scarier, but with a chance to reach MORE people in a positive way.


And people still question if I really AM Superman...

Jimmy and I made this Superman Returns Montage to help support Superman because he's dying at the box office, and he needs YOUR help.
Pirates 2 is kicking his ass, and he needs to raise 50 million more dollars otherwise they wont make another one.

So view this trailer I made...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RspLYF8NWmg



After seeing this, you'll want to hit the theaters. Guaranteed.

Ok, so I havent seen Superman 4 yet, but so far, Superman 3 is the worst movie in the series, and quite possibly one of the worst movies I've ever seen. Seriously now, no Lex Luthor, Lois Lane is on vacation, and Richard Pryor? what the hell is he doing in a Superman movie?

I liked the fact that they focused a little more on Clark, and his town of Smallville. I dont know tho, to me, there just wasnt anything in this movie that really stood out, like, that made me go, Holy shit! MAYBE when he froze the lake, so he could pick up and move the chunk of ice, but that kinda wasnt all THAT cool...

And when I say holy shit- I mean like the last 15 mins of Superman 1 and 2. Him turning back time in 1 and then the forget kiss in 2. That was just AMAZING. But, like, 3, bad plot too. A 2 year old could have come up with something better. My brother Steve liked it from what he saw, however, because Superman doesnt save everybody in this, like he's supposed to do. Also, he turns bad, and you see him drinking shots at a bar, and actually going out of his way to fuck things up. Another thing worth mentioning is that the music also sucked. It's not John Williams, of course it's going to suck. If I were watching this movie in the 80's as a hardcore Superman fan, I would have probably walked out. No lie, in my opinion, it's THAT bad. You can get a sense that just from the difference with the opening titles scene, that something is wrong.

4 is the only one left in the boxset that I have. Should be better than 3 tho. Gene Hackman returns as Lex Luthor, with some apparent trouble with nuclear stuff. Sounds ok.

So, as I'm JUST clocking out tonight from work at 10:11, and who should call me, none other than Bonnie, my good friend from Potsdam. It was unxepected, and honestly, the timing couldnt have been better. It was nice to catch up with her, and with my friends from Potsdam. It's even nicer to know that I havent been forgotten.


I dont care what anybody says, Oswego just doesnt have the same welcoming atmosphere as Potsdam does. With the exception of WTOP the TV station, everyone else at Oswego treated me as a number. You know, the kind of place that just takes your money, and never acknowleges you? Yeah thats what Oswego is like. Potsdam...I mean, everything there is so laid back. People are nice, the town is friendly, and everyone has a genuine caring attitude about them. I mean, where else, at what colleges, would you party with your professors, get drunk etc? Yeah...none of that would happen in Oswego, because people are all uptight and ridgid and shit.


Must be a central NY thing. Never really liked central NY. Huge swampland dump if you ask me. The best parts of NY state are the extremes:

North: St Lawrence Cty- Canton/Potsdam area
South: NY City/Long Island
East: Adirondack Mountains
West: Buffalo/Niagara Falls

Buy my stuff on ebay:


http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&ih=015&item=250006438337&rd=1&sspagename=STRK%3AMESE%3AIT&rd=1


http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&ih=015&item=250006280173&rd=1&sspagename=STRK%3AMESE%3AIT&rd=1



Oh, and dont buy Country Time Lemonade. Tastes like Gasoline.