Sicario plot/story was weak IMO.
Cinematography (sp?) , Direction, and Music were awesome, made up for it.
If you saw on video/TV at home later would suck.
Big screen movie only!
Quick update because I am in the middle of some weird deadlines:
Training today:
Snatch:
40kgx3x2
60x3x2
70x3
75x3
80x3x2
75x3
Beeeeeg emphasis on finishing the pull. I have a nasty tendency to cut off my pull prematurely, and coach was complaining about all the kgs I was leaving on the bar. "Should be doing 95x4 like nothing! And 105x1 even! Not this 95x1 bullsheeet."
As a result my timing was a bit off and I lost a bunch of reps behind, but overall coach was happy that at least I was finishing the pulls.
Snatch high pulls:
80kg x3
90x3
95x3
100x3x3
The 100s were very high; coach was like, "See how much room you have? Just give me a beeeeeeeg pull like this when you snatch and you will snatch 100 no problem."
Muscle snatch:
50kgx3
60x3x2
65x3x2
70x1
Was going for 70x3 (PR = 70x1) and the first rep flew up super easily, but I tore a callus badly and had to stop. Lame.
Non-training nonsense:
CG wanted to see Sicario for her birthday. It was an awesome thriller for the first hour, which included the world's most nerve-wracking traffic jam ever, but then the overly long 3rd act felt too much like the cut scenes from Call of Duty. In fact it was so out of place that I didn't even know we were already on the 3rd act until they threw a jarring concluding scene at us. Whoops.
In Thread of Suck I mentioned that a colleague of mine wanted me to date her hot-but-weird sister, right? Well, I am doing the whole thing in reverse, that is to say, I've now been over to their house for dinner repeatedly and met her parents, who both love me. ("They like you? Well aren't you the manipulative two-faced piece of shit." -CG) Her sister, my colleague, is talking about how nice it'd be to have me in the family. She's also the chief comer-upper of things for her sister and me to do together.
This is all insane because that girl and I aren't even dating, and since she's kinda super duper awkward (like me, I guess), doesn't realize the ploy that her sister and parents are pulling, and now I'm feeling like kind of a tool they're using to try to fix her (her previous men have all been philanderers or criminals, from cheating surgeons to white collar criminals to a drug dealer who claimed his $$ came from patents). I have to keep this going now though because 1. I like hanging out with the dad, and 2. my colleague might have some pull in my job situation....heh....stand by while I am blackmailed????
Just can't win for losing. Will keep you guys posted.
Sicario plot/story was weak IMO.
Cinematography (sp?) , Direction, and Music were awesome, made up for it.
If you saw on video/TV at home later would suck.
Big screen movie only!
Ha, I was going to say it doesn't sound like a bad deal until you mentioned that all her previous dudes are rich alpha male assholes. They set her up with those guys or is that what she goes for / gets taken in by? I'm not sure how attractively asshole-ish you are by comparison. I mean that in the best way possible, lol.
Bummed to hear Sicario was not completely awesome. Now this latest dating scenario, with the Armenians added in, would make a great screenplay, with an amazing 3rd act.
I didn't fall off a cliff. I did, however, get called out of town for a family emergency. Twas extremely last minute so Southwest wanted me to hand them the keys to my bank account. Once upon a time I would have just shelled out for the convenience, but now I am grouchy and cheap, and since I am waiting on a bunch of new-job-related paperwork to clear, I currently have more time than money, so bus it was. CG saw me buying a Greyhound ticket, and was like, "Oh yea when I lived in Arizona I used to take a thing called Megabus to visit my cousins in LA all the time. Super fun every time; way more exciting than some sterile airplane, and Greyhound is full of hobos and fugitives. Go Megabus! Sometimes it's only $1. Do it!" What could go wrong??? I bought my ticket, and then I started reading up on the company....
Too good to be true?
My reserved seat was located in the crushed section.
Just plain old LOLOMGWTF
Unfortunately I didn't know about the horrible track record until AFTER I reserved the 1st class seat at the front of the 2nd level. Spent the night thinking I was going to die.
Anyhoo it turns out it WAS shitloads of fun. I embarked at the super cool new ARTIC station in Orange County, where they filmed the fight scene with Colin Farrell in the season 2 finale of True Detective, and we were off. Next to me was an overly positive redneck MILF ("Fucking Megabus! It's an adventure every time! I love it!") whom we later figured out was the mother of a girl I knew in college. About two hours in, near the porn areas of California, the transmission exploded and we lost a few hours, and then the I-5 was closed due to a mudslide, forcing us to trickle alone at 15mph, but even then, folks just made stupid jokes with each other and took it all in stride. I swear the driver was our guardian angel, and could easily have a second career in standup. All a welcome break from flying, where folks get grouchy if we have to sit on the runway for an extra few minutes. ("Yea but then did you FLY?!??!" -Louis CK)
The trip, originally scheduled for 8 hours, took something like 15, and we were all exhausted towards the end, but it was definitely the most fun I've ever had going between SF and LA. Highly recommended, hazards and all.
Anyway this trip has put a small dent in my training though. I'll be back on track around the middle of next week. Anecdote from today though: My mom saw me with no shirt on and was like, "Holy crap what the fuck is wrong with your shoulders??! Have you considered jogging?? Smart people jog! You spent all those years in school to look like a longshoreman?!?" (I swear my mom is not a Jewish Mom, though at this point she might as well just convert already)
I'm still alive! However I haven't trained in two weeks because of travel. I ended up with a series of emails to the tune of "Hey are you free to come down for an on-site interview?" to which I would reply, "Uh...I'm on the road now and my colleagues don't seem to notice I'm not there....so yes!" Probably a waste of time, since these are all just backup plans anyway in case my paperwork with DoD somehow falls through, but never hurts to expand my network and insert myself into more chains of trust, I figure. The tradeoff is that I'm not an experienced traveler like idlehands, so food, sleep, and training are completely out the window. Gonna look like a trucker by the time this is all over....
Still writing up the events of The Intervention. Well, more like transcribing; reality was stranger than fiction that night and I don't have to make anything up for it to be totally preposterous.
I used to ride the chinatown bus (the company morphed every year to limit their liability, I guess: New Century Bus, Year 2001 Bus, Year 2002 Bus, . . .) back and forth from NYC and Philly twice a week. Mega-bus is the height of luxury and safety in comparison.
Apart from the hardened criminals who would play stereos at full volume, the guy with consumption who kept spitting on the floor, and the huge, insane woman who would scream at people, the worst part of the Chinatown bus was the rest room. Few people were ever stupid enough to enter the closet of shit, but the latches on the door wouldn't stay shut. Periodically the restroom doors would fling open.
One one ride, Satan was trying to materialize from the stirring piles of green shit and piss in the canister below. The door flung open. The bus was immediately filled with the dark lord's vapor. It stung the nose. After about 60 seconds of this most of the passengers were close to death, weeping with painful grimaces on their faces. Just as my eyes were about to explode, some unnamed hero jumped up and punched open the emergency hatch on the roof.
This was one of the good days. But it was only $20 round trip.
SSD? You alive? Did megabus get you?