Fairly straightforward, uneventful week. Of interest was the company baseball game on Saturday. We played against Kentucky Blue Grass, our biggest customer. I played catcher, which is a fairly low-pressure position to play in slow pitch. It involved very little running, which is a good thing for me.
I finally bought my netbook, which I plan to use for school. I'm always paranoid when I make big purchases, because something ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS and by ALWAYS I mean ALWAYS goes wrong with it. With my old computer, it didn't have an adequate power supply. With my current computer, the audio jacks in the back don't work. On my car, the gas cap is defective. Stuff like that. So I buy the netbook, an Asus Eee PC 1005HA, and set it up on the home network in 35 easy steps in a few hours. Everything is working fine, so I'm really waiting for the hammer to drop. It drops not. I have the battery charging all night, and the next day I go to test it out upstairs, and it doesn't turn on. Oh ho ho, there's the problem. My new netbook doesn't turn on when it's not plugged into the wall. Sorta defeats the purpose of portable computing. I take it back to Memory Express, and the guy has never seen a problem like that before, so he just gives me a whole new one.
Now that my “what will go wrong with my new purchase?” anxiety is out of the way, I'm a lot less edgy. Plus you can play StarCraft without a CD ever since version 1.15, which is awesome. Now I can play StarCraft upstairs, giving the impression that I'm sociable.
I saw “Ponyo” on Friday, because I had the luxury of not waking up at 4:30 on Saturday. I had pretty high expectations going in because this was an anime by Hayao Miyazaki, whose style ranges from the fun and lighthearted “Spirited Away” or “Castle in the Sky” to the brutally real “Grave of the Fireflies” to the fantastically violent “Princess Mononoke.” All I can say is... wow, this is easily the slowest, most pointless movie I've seen in my life. Imagine taking a 15 page story book aimed at a five-year-old audience and stretching it out to an hour and forty minutes. Oh, forty of those minutes are characters, and I'm not exaggerating here, staring at each other or making pleasant small talk with senior citizens or nursing mothers. And that's not nearly as exciting as it sounds, either. There's no conflict, no sympathy for any of the boring/immortal characters, and no decapitated giant wolf heads biting off arms, which is something I've come to expect from Miyazaki's Studio Ghibli. I have no idea why Ponyo has a 91% approval on Rotten Tomatoes. Hand drawn animation nostalgia? There was one family with children there in the theater, and they left halfway through.
And over the ending credits we're treated (subjected?) to a song by Noah Cyrus (Miley Cyrus' brother) and Frankie “The Bonus Jonas” Jonas. I DARE you to sit through the the end of the credits awake and with your dignity intact. I sure didn't.
And I don't even have any good vids this, week. Lame.