tired....

I've been tired lately. I think it might be the change in weather. it's wierd how that really conducts the way our body acts. [on another note, i just saw albert pujols smash the crap outta the baseball in the houston-cards game - top o'da 9th.] which brings me to tangency - where did all these white sox fans appear from? weren't you a cubs fan like 2 or 3 years ago during the steve bartman era? MAN -- i can't believe that espn made one of those mini-documentaries about steve bartman and how he totally f*cked it all up for the cubs. not like beckett was a really awesome pitcher at that time or anything. UGH...enough about baseball...this is all i hear at work.

i now present a couple of pictures depicting my weekend. courtesy of my phone:



this is the random poster that hung over the urinal in the men's room at Martini Ranch where i downed like 12 shots and used vodka tonics as my chaser. starting at 9:30 p.m. -- i was down for the count by 1:30 a.m. My body ain't what it use to be. In college, I'd probably be good for another couple of shots and toke a lil' back at da batcave. But not at the big 2-7. Now, i need my sleepy time. weeeeeak!



This is the banner that looms over the ticketbooth of the Chicago International Film Festival. It's been awesome to watch a flick and do the q&a with the directors afterwards. So far 2 for 2 with questions to directors. i just get so intrigued and want to dip into their minds. the coolest question and answer was by the director of "Pale Eyes" (french flick). Someone was asking, "I just wanted to see if my interpretation..." and then the director stopped him cold and said, "You're right!" The director explained himself afterwards and said that people's interpretations of films are right no matter what. it's your own thoughts and movies are made to make viewers think. you create your own conclusions and that's what cool about it. sorta like when you read a book and see the image in your head and when you watch the movie adaptation, it just isn't as good. it's cause you interpreted it for yourself.

and that's that...