Regarding my last post, Neal is right, I am retarded, we all know (now) that Hermione is a muggle.  I regret the error.

BUT I did go to a Harry Potter party in the town of Hamlin, PA at midnight.  There was a trivia contest, OWLs, and a broomstick race.  When someone noted that they might look nerdy running around an elementary school gym with a broom between their legs, my sister told them, "Look at it this way: you're already at a Harry Potter convention.  What do you have to lose?"

I also have a job (finally) at a warehouse, boxing cellphones and Verizon accessories.

I work with an Iranian guy, two former Navy sailors, a girl named Onyx, and a 60+ year-old Vietnamese couple (among others).  The Vietnamese husband was a Captain in the South Vietnamese army and fought with the Americans in Vietnam, and when the Vietcong overran the country, he was taken to a concentration camp where he lived in a hole for 12 years.  He is very interesting, and constantly tells me, "Freedom very good!"

So I fulfill orders constantly, basically walking around and putting boxes and stuff onto my cart.  Kind of like shopping.  I told the Iranian that it was like a big game of Supermarket Sweep, and he said, entheusiastically, "Oh, yes, it is very much like we are sweeping the supermarket!"

PS- If anyone reading this doesn't know, I'm going to Georgetown.

Yeah, I probably won't be updating very much.  For those of you who have obsessively been stalking me via this weblog and checking for updates every 13 minutes and 22 seconds, stop.

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Alright, I figure I should update from Governor's School.  It's awesome, I've realized what a complete nerd I am.  Everyone here is awesome.  I'm sitting here at midnight and putting off the 50 pages of crap I have to do and instead writing this so all 4 people can read it.  Right.

I'll go through my day: Go to church (I'm not going to hell, and Arkansas), build walls of toilet paper and mattresses in front of people's doors, go to ICONS and get our proposal passed (I <3 AIDS (wait that came out wrong...)), went to the Union Grill and ate and figured out where all these people are actually from, came back to the dorm and worked on ICC (I defined happiness, I can't wait until he proves how stupid and wrong I am), went downstairs and talked to awesome people (you know who you are, it's becuase of YOU that I updated), got bitched at by P & TL for forgetting to do something and then not telling anyone that I forgot (but if I forgot how would I remember to tell them that I forgot?  Whatever, RTA's are 3 years older than me and are obviously on a higher plane of existence.  Sorry for doubting you and being unprofessional.)  So now I'm in my room, R is sleeping, and I'm writing more ICC.  How's that for happiness, Gilette.

PS- For anyone who has no clue what ICC is (it stands for I Cry Constantly), visit Nealious's Xanga.  It's awesome, and so is DMR 3000 PE.  Nina Penda Kula Wattu.

PPS- Aggressive Collar Day tomorrow.  Domani, oh, oh.

MIKE'S QUESTIONS...

1. Can you name one moment when you knew your life was changing--a turning point, or just a moment or time after which everything was different?

 This summer, I was sitting outside reading Trinity, which is featured in question #2, and I realized that 2003 would be my last summer as a kid.  You may think that 16 is kind of old for that, but last summer I built the best sand/mud castle EVER with some ten-year olds.  This coming summer is much too structured for a summer and is decidedly grown-up.

2.  A house is burning down and you have to choose to save either a newborn, orphan baby you don't know or the only remaining copy of your favorite novel. No one but you will ever know that you had to make this decision. Which do you save?

The Baby.  The only books that I believe people should die for are books that stand for something: The Bible, The Koran, Confucius Says, The Constitution, things of that nature.  People have been dying for what those books represent for thousands of years.  Almost everything else is entertainment, and I do not believe that entertainment is more important than human life.

3. Top five movies of all time, and why?

In sort-of order:

Braveheart- Great, uplifting movie that is funny, witty, well made, and has great fight scenes.

October Sky- Again, uplifting movie that is funny and thoroughly  enjoyable. 

Austin Powers- Possibly the funniest movie ever made (the first one).  It has so many amazing jokes and characters that it is unbeatable.  I can’t stop laughing.

Heavyweights- During the summer I watch it almost every week (with other people).  It’s an hilarious movie about kids.

Rabbit-Proof Fence/No Man’s Land/Star Wars: Movie about two Aborigines in Australia who follow a fence home, a great journey movie/ Movie about the wars in Yugoslavia that is subtitled and has a great plot/I know everything about Star Wars because I was addicted to it from 3^rd-6^th Grades.

Note: My favorites, not the best movies ever.  This list does not include Godfather or Casablanca because I have not seen either for two years and they are givens.

4. Exactly how much ass does Van Morrison kick?

None, I hate all brown eyed women.  I would take the book from question 2 if the baby were a brown-eyed girl.  My friend though the words were "One-Eyed Girl"

5. On a similar note, what is the best Irish rebel song, and why?

Depends on my mood.  If I’m happy, it’s Nell Flaherty’s Drake.  If I’m tired, Boulavogue.  In between it would be Foggy Dew.  Beatles are my favorite band, though.

Review of Mel Gibson's Movie:

Let me preface this by saying that I am not anti-Semitic.  I think that that term gets thrown around too much. 

The Passion was a truly superb movie: superbly acted, superbly filmed, superbly edited and superbly directed.  I'll go through these in order, since I can't get past thesis statements in my writing style.  Damn you 9th grade...
The entire movie was completely believable.  Jim Caviezel did an amazing job portraying Jesus in a non-traditional way.  Pilate, Barabas, the Marys, and the Jewish priests were all portrayed very well.  The actors were almost perfect in conveying their messages through their body language; at times I forgot they were speaking Aramaic and Latin.
The filming and editing of this movie were top-notch.  The ambient lighting in different scenes set the mood perfectly and complemented the actors' performances: the shift from blue in Gethsemane to the red in the temple to the bleak grey during the crucifiction to the brilliant white during the resurrection floored me.  The editing was just right; the shots switched flawlessly and the characters' faces were shown in the best way possible.  Jesus and Mary were brought to a human level and then re-glorified through their actions throughout the course of the film. 
I think it all comes down to Mel Gibson.  Say what you want about the movie, he made it well and it does the impossible by living up to the hype surrounding it.  The extremely graphic violence makes the movie and is done as tastefully as possible.  Gibson gets the desired effect from the audience, that is the mark of a great director.  Gibson is.

PS- Ask me interview questions or whatever, I'll answer almost anything