My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery.
Chose Batman Begins to be my HQ-mode testing on the Magnavox. Granted, it runs 2:30 (read three DVD's) but I have yet to see it, and when I do...*shivers*
My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
I've read quite a bit on the X-Men: The Last Stand score composed by John Powell, and then picked it up, listened to it, ripped it - tar'd it, scp'd it to work, listened to it there - anyway, I have to give this one to
schpydurx, but I do prefer Powell's score to Mr. & Mrs. Smith. There, I've said it. It's just so fantastic. Sorry for giving you grief Tom, you're right - worth having.
My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark.
I'm taking tomorrow off, so I probably won't be as active as usual. Then again, I may be MORE active. Who knows. As soon as the wife found out about my decision, she started in on where we would go and what we would do...
Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy.
Didn't get a chance to grill tonight, but dinner was fantastic nonetheless. Wife had shredded some chicken I grilled a few nights ago and made the most fabulous quesdilla's yet. Ain't nuthin wrong with dat!
The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
Did not enjoy Lost as much as I wanted to. I'm new to Michael Giacchino (being introduced to him in The Incredibles) and nothing has come even close to that sound - save MI:3 where I can pick him out every now and again. In a surprising move, Lord of War was excellent, but I've only heard it once now, and require another listen or two before I suggest it.
My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets.
Daisy jumped on my desk while I was sitting here and managed to, in about 4 seconds, power on my Solaris box, rename an avi, bring up the Dashboard, and knock all the Batmobiles off my desk! There's a lot of untapped computing power under that fur. If only I could get her to code.
When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard really.

At the age of twelve I received my first scribe.
Picked up today:
At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles.
Still want on DVD & CD: The Godfather Trilogy. Even I have to admit, my uber-geekdom laserdisc player is getting dated.
There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking - I highly suggest you try it.
Chose Batman Begins to be my HQ-mode testing on the Magnavox. Granted, it runs 2:30 (read three DVD's) but I have yet to see it, and when I do...*shivers*
My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
I've read quite a bit on the X-Men: The Last Stand score composed by John Powell, and then picked it up, listened to it, ripped it - tar'd it, scp'd it to work, listened to it there - anyway, I have to give this one to
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My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark.
I'm taking tomorrow off, so I probably won't be as active as usual. Then again, I may be MORE active. Who knows. As soon as the wife found out about my decision, she started in on where we would go and what we would do...
Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy.
Didn't get a chance to grill tonight, but dinner was fantastic nonetheless. Wife had shredded some chicken I grilled a few nights ago and made the most fabulous quesdilla's yet. Ain't nuthin wrong with dat!
The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
Did not enjoy Lost as much as I wanted to. I'm new to Michael Giacchino (being introduced to him in The Incredibles) and nothing has come even close to that sound - save MI:3 where I can pick him out every now and again. In a surprising move, Lord of War was excellent, but I've only heard it once now, and require another listen or two before I suggest it.
My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets.
Daisy jumped on my desk while I was sitting here and managed to, in about 4 seconds, power on my Solaris box, rename an avi, bring up the Dashboard, and knock all the Batmobiles off my desk! There's a lot of untapped computing power under that fur. If only I could get her to code.
When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard really.

At the age of twelve I received my first scribe.
Picked up today:
Chronicles of Narnia Soundtrack
Final Fantasy Advent Children Soundtrack
At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles.
Still want on DVD & CD: The Godfather Trilogy. Even I have to admit, my uber-geekdom laserdisc player is getting dated.
There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking - I highly suggest you try it.