I’m sitting at work, decompressing from the infuriating 100 minute commute (to cover the vast distance of 27 miles — thank you Los Angeles for your oh-so-useful mass transit system that is currently useless to me).
I’m supposed to be writing for my show, but, seriously, I’m so dang frustrated from the drive, that I’m taking a few minutes for myself to catch my breath and settle down.
I gotta stop drinking coffee when I drive, too…and I shouldn’t listen to democracy now. It just gets me all riled up.
Couple of things: I really enjoyed reading the trash-talking and back-slapping that went on in the last two posts. I’m happy to see that there are other people around who know what and what not to take too seriously…and if you think I got worked up about hockey, just you wait until baseball season starts. I’m calling out all the Giant fans right now. Now that I think of it, wouldn’t it be cool to do a WWDN fantasy baseball league, at Yahoo? I’ve played in those the last two seasons, and it’s really really fun. I’ll add that to the TODO list.
Drew, from FARK, who has become a sort-of friend of mine, is doing this really cool thing, that you should all check out.
If you live in or near the City of Angels, and you enjoy your old pal Wil Wheaton, and you enjoy the live theatre, you can come and see the two combined, starting in two weeks, because my friend Keith and I are kicking off a whole new season of the J.Keith vanStraaten show!! I’m really, really excited about this season, and I sure hope that lots of WWDN readers will come out, see the funny, and then introduce themselves after the show. Unless, of course, you’re a freakin’ weirdo. Then I’d prefer you go see shows at The Groundlings.
Heh.
Ahh…I feel much better now, thanks to the cathartic process of writing, and the soothing sounds of Catherine Wheel, who give us this entry’s title.
I hope you all have a wonderful day!
Author: Wil
Author, actor, producer. On a good day, I am charming as fuck.
O, Canada!
What can I say? Canada earned it.
Team USA’s third period effort looked like the LA Kings, circa 1986.
Canada wanted it more badly, and they played much harder.
Seriously, they played some of the best hockey I have ever seen.
Congratulations, oh Great White North Ones!
O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
Francais:
Attention, Canada!
On behalf of all American hockey fans, I would like to officially begin the shit-talking:
Dear Canada,
Today, we are going to kick your ass.
Oh, sure, the score, and the game, will undoubtedly be close, but we will be handing you your toque-wearing, back-bacon-eating, gold-medal-not-getting asses to you.
You may have invented the sport, and for that we will always be grateful, but it would seem that, in the last 50 years, you’ve passed the torch to…well, anyone else who would take it, really.
We’ll happily take it from here.
Hey, don’t feel too bad. You’ve still got all our film work, and Curling. Nobody can take that away from you.
Sincerely,
Wil
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Seven things I am thankful for today:
- Spending the entire day with my family.
- Playing a Madden 2002 Tournament with Ryan and Nolan, which I lost. Badly.
- The way Nolan puts his hand on my shoulder every time he is standing near me
- The way Ferris sits at my feet, and looks up at me, waiting for attention (instead of chewing the hell out of [important thing], like she did as recently as a few weeks ago)
- Anne coming outside, sitting on the ground, and getting grass stains on her butt while I mowed the back yard
- Nolan and Ryan laughing hysterically at my re-creation, from memory, of “Space Madness” while we ate dinner
- Super Collossal Brownie Sundaes(tm) for dessert.
GC vs. PS2
I brought home a Game Cube from work this weekend, for the kids to play.
Yeah, right. For the kids to play.
A few weeks ago, I brought a PS2 home, also for the kids to play.
You’re not buying this, are you?
Well, maybe I did stay up until 4AM playing GTA3, but that was just because…ah…I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t appropriate for the kids.
Yeah, that’s it.
So this weekend, I brought home the same games that I did last time, but on the different platform: FIFA 2002, Madden 2002, Crazy Taxi and Tony Hawk 3. I also brought home Pickmin, which the kids are currently playing behind me…that music really creeps me out.
I think that the graphics and game play in all of those games is far superior to the PS2, and the load times are certainly a lot slower…and PS2 does have those anti-social, right-wing-panty-knotting games from Rockstar…
Which brings me to my question for you, dear readers: PS2 or Game Cube? GC is cheaper, smaller, and the graphics seem to be better, but PS2 seems to have more “mature” (read: cooler) games.
Discuss.