Movie Reviews

Not-So-Dark Thoughts about Dark Skies:

From the quick glimpses I received from the commercials about the new movie Dark Skies, featuring Keri Russell and Josh Hamilton, it seemed like it was to be a pretty decent movie about some sort of plague on a family. Most of the commercials don't give too much insight so it wasn't clear, but what I did know, turned me off from the movie. I found out that it was rated PG-13. I immediately thought, "... how scary could a PG-13 movie really be?" But nonetheless I was intrigued to find out what was in store for me. This is a Sci-fi based thriller, not to give too much away, but I will tell you to expect the unexpected.  A dwindling 2 hours and 20 minutes flies by as the story progresses and brings you closer in for a mind tripping, freak out movie experience. In the beginning of this movie we are introduced to the Barret family, and usually the movie decides who the main character is, or who the main focus is on right away; that's what we would usually expect. Not this time. Dark Skies kept me interested throughout by having the focus not only on one character, but on all of them. The was a nice change of pace considering I had no idea what was to come of this movie.  Filled with a lot of "on the edge of your seat" moments this movie did not disappoint. To see for yourself it is now showing at the Bangor Cinema. 

Welcome to My World Baby

This weekend was a great weekend of relaxation. I couldn't have been happier even if I tried. let's back up to the day that I acquired the Playstation 3, and Black Ops 2. I played a lot, and I started to get lonely so I would begin to bother Carly and ask her if she would play with me. And, for the most part, it would end in a resounding "no..." Since then I've played by myself, and played other one player games, but I still wanted the fulfillment of having my girlfriend come over to my world and like playing those games with me. After some time has passed and have received more games to play by myself I still felt lonesome so i tried to ask her to play one more time. Which brings us up to now. She loves playing and I think it's almost to where she asks me. :) Veryy niiiice! We played all weekend, and I even downloaded this new DLC map pack which consists of 4 new multiplayer maps, 2 new zombie games, and a new gun, the Peace Keeper. Other than eating pizza, and playing black ops we also enjoyed season four and now enjoying season five on our trek to the finish of the King of Queens complete nine season set. It used to be that she hated the show, even when we started dating, it took a couple years, but I have now brought her over to my side and she now enjoys it very much. and that makes me happy. All in all it was a pretty goodobeyme weekend.

I Hate YOU! (from worst to worse)

1. Short fat ties- they make even the handsomest of men look bad
2. Bowl cuts- bowls are meant for cereal, salad and soup
3. Flies, Mosquitoes, and other flying, biting bugs- they get on my goddamn nerves
4. Pomegranate( juice, or the fruit)- its too tart and makes my mouth dry
5. The Cosby Show- the jokes are just too old and I don't like the sweaters he wears
6. Explaining jokes- if you don't get it then don't ask
7. A black two piece suit with brown shoes- it just doesn't go together
8. When my video game glitches- I mean your designed to be played and if you can't do that right that what worth are ya'?
9. Crocs- they is ugly, and the name is terrible
10. Losing- i am very competitive over everything in the world, and if I lose its the end of my world
11. Liars- if you can't be truthful with yourself, or others then are you even a person?

Top Ten Cheeses(in order from worst to best)

1. blue cheese- when i see the blue in the cheese it looks like mold
2. swiss cheese- i hate the texture and the smell, and "anything with holes must go"
3. asiago cheese- i don't like the crumbly texture of it.
4. gouda- the smell is awkward, and it's too hard.
5. colby jack- I only like it on nachos, also the smell isn't the best
6. american cheese- well first of all i failed the american citizen quiz so i don't feel good enough to eat it, but also it's just too plain and regular; not really any taste at all
7. cheddar- i don't like eating cheese that mice eat 
8. parmesan- it has a nice smell, and when its draped over anything really, it gives a nice kick to most foods
9. spray cheese- i could devour a can of spray cheese, and it goes great with crakers.
10. for the last and final of my cheesey list is... Mozzarella!!!. the texture, the taste, the smell, the stretchyness, it is all a perfect combination of pasturized cow milk that tickles my taste buds into submission everytime i eat it.!!

Vacation A La Kevin

This vacation was a particularly good one. I had a lot of time to just relax and just do me. When that first day came around that we had vacation, all of the possible things that I could do popped into my head. The options, and possibilities were endless.

On the first like two days, me and Carly moped around in our PJ's and just seized the days. We took a few naps, multiple in a day, and finally at the end of each night we slept( as if we didn't get enough).

That third morning when i woke up I realized that i was feelin under the weather a bit; wasn't feelin much like maself no more.

Though I was sick for like five days, I was pampered and taken care of by my lovely, beautiful, excellent, amazing girlfriend.  Before vacation Carly had given me three gifts for valentines day. God of War( the complete saga), King of Queens( the complete series) and Madden NFL 13. For the most part me and Carly enjoyed The King of Queens series(currently on season 4). It is what we do best.

Towards the end of vacation i started to feel better, and me and Carly decided, undecided, decided, undecided, and decided again to go to Bangor for a romantic day together. Shopping, pizza hut, and end the day with a scary movie in theaters. Dark Skies was the name of the movie. What a creepy movie it was.

On the last two days of vacation, me and Carly sobbed and cried about how it went so fast, and that we don't want it to end. On Saturday we had plans to go to Hermon with our friend Dylan Hall. We were going to go snowboarding. I haven't snowboarded since seventh grade, and Carly never has. So this was going to be quite a stretch skill wise. I was pumped and excited. I thought i was going to be really good, but truth be told... I wasn't. This is probably about how good I was.

This is better than me.

After a couple hours of pain and agony me and Carly decided that we aren't snowboard people, even though it was kind of fun. Then on Sunday we stayed home for a nice easy going day of relaxation. the perfect ending to a perfect vacation.

Flash Forward

In the distant future there is a world where man and beast have co-inhabiting worlds. They aren't any

ordinary animals, though. These animals have adapted to being on the same playing field on the food chain as

humans; they call themselves The Animals. One man, Mike Slayer, has lived under the fear of this new

intelligent animal species...for too long. Slayer grabbed all of the toughest people he knew, or could find and

 started a rebellion. H.U.N.T, is the name of their rebel alliance. It stands for Humans Un-restriction from

New Terror. It was the night before the final attack, Slayer and his loyal members went to infiltrate the base

of these wretched beasts. The fear into the night, brought more than just psychological pain, but physical as

well. In the middle of the forest, mapping their every movement, animals from all sorts came from the

darkness. There was no escaping, they came from the trees, the ground, and even the air. It was a much

anticipated ambush. They knew it was coming, but nothing could stop them. Slayer thought he should have

known this would happen, considering they have impeccable animal instincts. In a blast of final fury, Slayer

stood, as the last of the alliance, against the horde of animals. Lions, gorillas, monkeys, hippos, birds,

snakes, and many other animals. He ran into fight, but it wasn't enough the animals won. After time has,

humans have been extradited as the new beasts of the world.  And as for Slayer there is nothing left of him

except rotting flesh being dined on by vultures, eventually, leaving behind nothing but bones.

My Life in Numbers

Number of times I woke up and said "screw this": 12 Number of bad decisions made: 14,097 Number of bad decisions turned out good: 14,097 Number of days spent with Carly: 1,155 Number of times I thought I was useless: 89 Number of times taking in by police for a crime: 11 Number of times I've hit a girl out of anger: 5 Number of days I've been confused: 6,205 Number of calories I eat a day: 2,003 Number of time I've spit in someones face: 22 Number of times said I love you to Carly: everyday at least 20 times a day Number of best friends lost over the years: 13 Number of times on a plane: 6 Number of broken bones I've had: 1 Number of others bones I've broken: 7 Numbers of times in a real fist fight: 0 Number of times counted to infinity: 2 Number of black friends I've had :27 Number of Indian friends I've had: 1 Number of full siblings: 1 Number of half sibling: 5 brothers: 4 sisters: 1 Number of fires started: 34 Number of fires I've been in: 8 Number of nine volt batteries I've put on my tongue: 16 Number of surgeries I've had: 2 Number of times I've been to the hospital for an emergency: 400 Number of lives saved: 4 Number of times my life has been saved: too many Number of phases I've been through: 13 Number of forts I've built: 24 Number of  Family members going to college, or have been to college, including me: 3 Number of times I gave up: too many Number of years I've felt truly happy : 2 years 9 months and 10 days.

Petition the Ambition

"...satellite images shows Nemo coming up hard on the East Coast reaching New England by mid day tomorrow afternoon..."

I didn't really know what all the symbols on the Weather Channel meant, but from what I could gather, this blizzard was a biggun, so in fact that they had to name it. Usually the only storms that get names are the tropical ones, or a hurricane. For a while I was making jokes with Lisa about how stupid it is that they're naming a snow storm. And for a moment we gave each other a look; it wasn't an angry look, or even a happy look. It was just of look of understanding. I knew that she knew that we both knew that this was going to ruin our relaxing weekend. So she went and prepared for the worst, in terms of ambition, as did I. After the realization that I actually had to give up my time, strength, and honor for hours of pain and struggle; let's just say it wasn't my bag of chips. I then rushed to the room and spent as much time as I could laying down with Carly. It couldn't have been more than six minutes before I was called to duty. Thank God the snow was soft like a powder.  Even if the snow was so soft, it was the amount that really killed me. every time I would shovel some, and move forward, then look back and realize that every thing I just shoveled had been snowed over by at least another five inches. This storm was less of a winter "wonderland" and more of Alice's "wonderland." It was hectic and overbearing. At a certain point in the afternoon me and Keith realized that there isn't any hope at this point and we will have to just wait until it's over. This made me incredibly happy and there was still time left to relax on Saturday and I had all of tomorrow to relax as well. At least that's what got me through the night. On Sunday morning, as soon as I woke up, after getting out of the bathroom, Lisa was first up to the plate to say, " got a lot of shovelin' t'do today.. yeeaahhh." In that moment I thought of all the ways I could get out of doing the shoveling, most of which involved physical pain and/or injury. None of which I had any ambition to go through with.  To conclude my Sunday morning, afternoon and night I was shoveling. Thus bringing and end to my weekend.

Two Views- Where from here?

 As I stare down the two roads, with my buddy by my side, I can feel that the engine is having trouble. Waiting at the crossroads, indecisively, I say to my buddy, "What do you think I should do...?" There was no more of a response than a quiet, " Your choice..." One way I could take the road most people travel. Another I could stay the course and keep going straight. With a look of reconciliation I faced my buddy and said, " Screw this I'm doing whatever I want!" He left and I went forward.



After a few hours of fighting, his friend gave up nothing to him. He kept throwing in his face that if he doesn't change then he will die. They had a long stare at each other after the fight. To conclude the silence his friend scrambled words together, as best he could, and asked him what he thought he should do. He told him it was his choice, but had already given him the ultimatum. It's life or death at this point, and he is sick and tired of watching his friend sit like this on the couch with a syringe in his hand. After one more period of drooling silence, his friend screamed, " Screw this I'm doing whatever I want!" He then left and his friend stayed at a still.

He said/ She said- Kevin

Ugh, I hate my alarm clock

No hot water, are you kidding me?!

Oh great the dryer's broken.

I guess I'm wearing clothes from yesterday.

Mom, can I borrow the car?

 Fine! I'll just walk then.

What do you mean, I'm late for class?

A detention?!

I'm not going to serve this.

What was the assignment for today?

Why won't you tell me?

Stop! Ouch!

I can't pay you back later?

A 10,000 word paper on algorithms?!

I'm coming for the fucking detention don't worry.

 Hi, Mom.

It was great!