tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57913812011-10-13T07:35:43.568-07:00less charming and more strange than your average blogErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.comBlogger2391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1123447690246928022005-08-07T13:47:00.000-07:002005-08-07T13:48:10.253-07:00

I live here now.

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I posted one last entry before I leave in two hours. There are a bunch of things I've been meaning to tell you about, and the last several weeks have been way too crazy for me to have been able to keep the posts coming as fast and furious as I would have liked. But now I would like to share these things with you, really quick, before I ditch this blog for the new one. (For now, at least.) 1) I

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Aaaaaand the hoops continue to present themselves in front of me, taunting, "Ha, ha, ha! If you don't jump through us, you'll NEVER LEAVE AMERICA."

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Filling you in on the odyssey that has become my attempt to do something as seemingly simple as go to school in a foreign country for a year. That blog is going a little haywire on me, not to mention most of my comments were just deleted for no reason at all. I hope this doesn't become a regular thing while I'm over there, because I really like hearing from you guys and sometimes a one-sentence

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Chris: I don't think I've ever seen a shantytown. Eric: Me neither. But I saw a tent city once. Chris: Really? Eric: Yeah, in a church parking lot. Chris: Which church? Eric: St. Joseph's. Where I used to go to elementary school. [shudder] Chris: You went to elementary school with a bunch of homeless people?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1092196200782117432004-08-10T20:48:00.000-07:002004-08-10T20:50:00.783-07:00

Phase one of saying goodbye to everyone: Luke moves to Los Angeles.

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The plot thickens, and I have good news and bad news. The good news is, we don't have moles. Find out the bad news here!

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Today I found something I wrote all the way back when I was in junior high school, right when Titanic first came out. I thought I would share it with y'all, because with all the pre-Scotland confusion it might be a awhile before I have enough time to write something new again. Alternate Endings to Titanic by Eric Rogge, age 14 1. Soon after Rose recovers from her ordeal on the Titanic, Jack

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M. Night Shyamalan's new film, The Village, is creepy as hell. It is also a great showcase for audience rudeness, as the bunch I was unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity of during the show did not quiet down even for a second as the commercials and previews gave way to the actual film. For two hours, I juggled the twin adrenaline rushes of bloodlust toward my fellow theater patrons, and my

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Someone got to my blog by searching for the phrase "the fantanas naked." Is this what our world has come to? Do we turn to soft drinks for sexual arousal now?

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Follow-up to the last blog entry, in which things get much better, then worse. But not "much" worse, so it's all good.

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Can you guess where I am right now? Can you? I'll give you a hint: it rhymes with "Atlanta, Georgia." (Which is actually not very surprising because Atlanta, Georgia is exactly where I am.) My father's cousin's daughter is getting married here tomorrow. I guess that would make her my second cousin. Or cousin-once-removed. Or cousin to the second power. Or something. It's all very confusing. And

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1090312988848799652004-07-20T01:40:00.000-07:002004-07-20T01:43:41.236-07:00

Said my mom to the bastard moles destroying our backyard: It's go time, bitches.

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I love you, Lindsay, but please don't make me hate you.

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Eric: David, why does life have to be so hard? David: I know...why do people have to hate? [silence] Eric: I was talking more about, "Why can't I eat a second piece of this pie and not get fat"? David: Oh. Eric: Yours was good too, though.

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David: Would you say someone "is a lesbian," or "is lesbian"? Eric: Either one. It can be a noun or an adjective. David: So it's bi-curious? Eric: Have you been drinking?

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You knew it was coming.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1089080821937292252004-07-04T16:26:00.000-07:002004-07-05T19:27:01.943-07:00

My number one preparation for my year studying abroad? Not getting bored on the flight over there.

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Well, since nobody else on the Moviepie staff was up for waiting in line for a gazillion hours to see it on opening weekend...

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This entry has been extremely popular for the past several weeks, thanks to the sequel, which opens today. To this day, I am at a loss to explain why I was not quoted in more newspaper ads for the film.

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I was lying in my bed this morning, just making my way back to consciousness, when somebody stabbed me in the chest. At least, that's exactly what it felt like. All I did was roll over on my side, but for several minutes, I actually believed I was having a heart attack. What a stupid way to die, I thought. I totally saw this coming. Would it have killed me to get some fucking exercise once in a

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1088355134188533692004-06-27T09:52:00.000-07:002004-06-27T09:57:24.500-07:00

We went out and saw The Corporation the other day, and you should all go see it too because it's amazing, but there was one part of it that shed new light on the Fantanas' sinister nature. During World War II, American company Coca-Cola couldn't market its more recognizable products in Nazi Germany, so it invented Fanta Orange for the sole purpose of selling over there so it could still make a

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From Roger Ebert's review of White Chicks: Because they look so odd in makeup, the effect is quease-inducing. They fall victims, indeed, to the Uncanny Valley Effect. This phenomenon, named in 1978 by the Japanese robot expert Masahiro Mori, refers to the ways in which humans relate emotionally with robots. Up to a certain point, he found, our feelings grow more positive the more the robots

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Most of us are far more acquainted with the so-called "Fantanas" than we would like to be. The exception would be if you are dead, or perhaps living under a rock of some sort. If this is the case, consider yourself lucky because these bitches really want you to drink their soda and if they find you, they are going to sing at you until you do it. Then they will probably do it some more, because

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1088028095637950972004-06-24T02:19:00.000-07:002004-06-25T13:07:08.306-07:00

I have decided to stop kidding myself and admit that I will never get around to writing the rest of my SIFF reviews. Toward the end of the festival, my movie reviewing duties took a back seat to things like term papers and goodbyes and dental work and graduations and spending time with Luke and catching up on sleep and I'm starting to forget all the things I liked or didn't like about these

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1087968596865132882004-06-22T22:28:00.000-07:002004-06-22T22:29:56.866-07:00

Because I really needed more reasons to buy this DVD. What are they trying to do to me?

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Loving the hell out of this CD at the moment. Imagine "Joni Mitchell sings Bjork." But as a good thing. You've probably already heard their song "Let Go" in the Garden State trailer. They also did "Holding Out for a Hero" over the Shrek 2 credits, the randomness of which boggles the mind yet makes you want to dance.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1087886725576662712004-06-22T15:25:00.000-07:002004-06-22T15:25:31.150-07:00

I can only read your website periodically, when SONIC WALL doesn't pop up all blue and angry, letting me know that your site is forbidden and a record of my visit to your site has been created. SONIC WALL is angry and petulant, but also inconsistent. Naked East Indian men? Not a problem. Your site? All that's evil in the world. But I digress. I understand you're excited about Michael

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And we have a trailer at last! If they don't screw this up, I'll be the happiest boy in the whole world. It's promising that Michael Cunningham himself wrote the screenplay, unless he sucks at writing screenplays, in which case it's not promising. The IMDb boasts a glowing review of the film, but I'm almost certain internet access is the only qualification for having your review posted there. But

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A few weeks ago, I noticed that one of my favorite shirts had a small rip in it, along the seam at the bottom of the right sleeve. After letting it sit in my closet for a long time and observing that it did not in fact heal itself, I decided to take it to a drycleaning place on Wednesday and see if they could fix it up. When I got there, a young woman was talking her cel phone in the very back

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Very interesting article by Roger Ebert about the new Michael Moore film. "The conservative group Move America Forward...has launched a campaign to discourage theaters from showing Fahrenheit 9/11. The campaign will amount to nothing and disgraces Move America Forward by showing it trying to suppress disagreement instead of engaging it. The R rating may stand; there is a real beheading in the

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Eric: I think there's something I'm missing from the Catwoman trailer. David: Besides the desire to see it? Eric: Yes. I understand that she starts out all mild-mannered and shit-- David: Her character's name is "Patience," by the way, in case we're not able to discern her mild-manneredness from Halle Berry's performance. Eric: How much should they have just run with it and named her "

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After I make it big in the film industry and have the kind of clout where I can work on whatever projects I want, I'm going to make a movie about a gang of crazy old people who survive unnaturally long by periodically cornering a young person, cutting them open while they're still alive, distributing the young healthy organs amongst themselves, and replacing them with their old broken down ones.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084575836234160542004-06-18T01:47:00.000-07:002004-06-18T01:55:16.483-07:00

Right now, I want to dispel some myths about Seattle. More specifically, a single myth. And that myth is that it's always raining in Seattle. My principal evidence supporting this claim is the blazing hot sun that makes me want to hibernate in a meat locker from June to September each year. That's right, it gets hot in Seattle. Not "nice." HOT. Hot, like the bus I spent an hour and a half on

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1087511408981388192004-06-17T15:27:00.000-07:002004-06-17T15:30:08.980-07:00

Guess who just graduated from high school! No, not me. David did. Congratulations, David and all his friends!

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1087464743054132872004-06-17T02:27:00.000-07:002004-06-17T02:32:23.053-07:00

I'm having some problems updating the website, but I now present to you an entry I wrote on Monday. This doesn't really excuse the derelict I've allowed this blog to become, but the people will return, won't they? Won't you?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241624397169382004-06-14T23:48:00.000-07:002004-06-14T23:48:57.560-07:00

There must be a reason why anime films are so fond of stories set in post-apocalyptic wastelands. Or, if not post-apocalyptic, at least in an unfathomably vast metropolis, enduring beneath an inky black layer of polluted cloud cover. The damned remains of humanity struggle below, wallowing in psychological darkness and out-of-control technology. The good news is, it usually looks great. The

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1086757831901127082004-06-08T21:50:00.000-07:002004-06-08T23:54:08.370-07:00

I'm sitting here in Odegaard, the undergraduate library here at the University of Washington, and I'm thinking about how glad I am that it's open 24 hours, because no matter how stressed out I get over term papers or final exams, no matter what ungodly hour of the night, I can come here and find someone freaking out over something way worse. Sometimes I like to sit next to these people and stifle

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1086402919883511732004-06-04T19:29:00.000-07:002004-06-04T19:35:19.883-07:00

If your name is Pam and your friend wants to make an apron with this image on it, I have a much larger version for you. I don't know how many people are going to trust your cooking after that, though.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241442471267802004-06-03T22:10:00.000-07:002004-06-04T15:35:26.830-07:00

Or, "NO, NOT THE RENE RUSSO GORILLA MOVIE." I guess the animal in that movie was named Buddy. I'm still kind of unclear on why this movie is named what it is, since nobody is named Buddy and there are not even any gorillas in it. If you were looking for gorillas, you're going to be disappointed, I can tell you that much. This Buddy is about a young man named Kristoffer (Nicolai Cleve Broch) and

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241458874236172004-06-03T14:50:00.000-07:002004-06-03T21:25:53.700-07:00

I can't in good conscience rate The Raspberry Reich any higher than this, because it's a terrible, terrible movie. Then again, it's not really a movie, it's a porno. Not only that, it's a terrorism-themed gay porno, populated by left-wing extremists who say things like "Heterosexuality is the opiate of the masses!" in order to segue into some man-on-man action. (A nearby minion who responds "I

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241471555713852004-06-03T13:39:00.000-07:002004-06-03T13:39:22.320-07:00

Being stranded out in the open ocean has always been one of my biggest fears. Not in the sense that I ever imagined it would actually happen to me, but one of those "WOULDN'T THAT BE THE SCARIEST THING EVER?" situations. It's one of those childhood nightmares that I never really got over, like being buried alive or those damned Alien movies. (Just the opening image on the official site makes me a

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241393940516222004-05-28T16:43:00.000-07:002004-05-28T16:44:38.970-07:00

As many actors who have worked with Lars von Trier have very publicly attested, the man is sadist. You can probably see that for yourself if you watch some of his movies, but in The Five Obstructions, this artistic sadism takes center stage. And this time, the corresponding masochist isn't a young, pretty woman (as in Breaking the Waves, Dancer in the Dark, and Dogville), but Danish filmmaker

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085782501436373032004-05-28T15:13:00.000-07:002004-05-28T15:16:21.310-07:00

Apparently, there is still much I do not understand about the Tamala 2010 Project. (More fucked-up Tamala downloads here.)

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Sometimes, when I'm watching a movie, I imagine a little meter in the lower left corner of my vision indicating how many stars (or slices of the baked good of your choice) it's looking like the film in question is going to receive. Oh, y'all, I wish you could have seen this meter last night. It was ALL OVER TOWN. It left town, went for a drink, and came back. Doppelganger appears at first glance

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241425414882542004-05-28T12:54:00.000-07:002004-05-28T14:35:53.503-07:00

I have had the biggest crush on Jimi Mistry ever since he starred in The Guru, one of the funniest and most enjoyable movies of 2002. I heart Jimi Mistry. So you can understand why I really wanted to like Touch of Pink, in which he plays the lead role in an ethnic-themed Gay Movie. Did he read my mind? Unfortunately, as much as I was rooting for this film to be good, it's just...not. In fact,

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085602807192584272004-05-26T13:19:00.000-07:002004-05-26T13:20:07.193-07:00

Wow, who would have guessed?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085241370693674062004-05-26T13:14:00.000-07:002004-05-26T13:14:38.216-07:00

Well. What was I expecting, really? Before the screening began, a guy from Cinema Seattle came out and hollered, "Are you ready for Tamala?" and we were all like, "Yeah!" and apparently we weren't loud enough, because he informed us that, we were not, in fact, ready for Tamala. What do you know? He was right. Try to imagine Hello Kitty as a Powerpuff Girl. Then give her a dirty mouth and a

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085504691388776022004-05-25T09:59:00.000-07:002004-05-25T10:04:51.386-07:00

This time, something that was sitting on David's hard drive. What is it about MS Paint that results in such instant comedy? (Alternate question: what is it about Eric that makes him think that MS Paint results in such instant comedy?)

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Here, finally, is a sex comedy that works because it understands one thing: sex is funny. Contrary to the impression you might get from your average American sex "comedy," it is not necessary to add vomit, animal feces, superglue, forest creatures, or anything else to the equation to make sex funny. It just is. Torremolinos 73 knows that, yes, it is indeed funny because it's true! Torremolinos

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085418745155590352004-05-24T10:08:00.000-07:002004-05-24T10:12:25.156-07:00

Moviepie's SIFF '04 reviews page is officially up and running! Trust me, it's about to get a whole lot bigger.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085293962571525162004-05-22T22:55:00.000-07:002004-05-22T23:32:42.573-07:00

This really, really happened. I was on the bus and there were a couple of teenage guys sitting right in front of me. They were having quite the in-depth discussion about Magic Cards, which should give you some idea what they looked like. I'm not trying to make generalizations, but let's not kid ourselves. No, just kidding. But you know the type and don't even try to tell me otherwise. So anyway,

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085212206579526612004-05-22T10:37:00.000-07:002004-05-22T10:40:08.870-07:00

The Saddest Music in the World seems to be constructed from every image you've ever seen in the old silent films from the early 1900s, yet it somehow manages to be different from anything you've ever seen before in your life. In those old films, there is always a sense that the diegetic world ended precisely at the border of the frame. The Saddest Music in the World takes you beyond the borders

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085183961379486632004-05-21T16:57:00.000-07:002004-05-21T16:59:21.380-07:00

I would love to tell you that I drew this a lot more than just three years ago, but I just can't.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085120385807107342004-05-20T23:19:00.000-07:002004-05-20T23:19:45.806-07:00

Seriously?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085085025592729982004-05-20T13:21:00.000-07:002004-06-03T13:46:50.910-07:00

Well, it's just unoriginal to be doing this NOW, but I can't not point you in the direction of Cleolinda's hysterical Movies in 15 Minutes. Somewhere on the Battlefield BLOOD: *sprays* ODYSSEUS: STOP RUNNING RIGHT UP TO THE ARCHERS, YOU MORONS! AGAMEMNON: RAAAAAA! BLOOD: *spurts* ODYSSEUS: PULL THEM BACK, MORON OF MORONS! AGAMEMNON: RAAAAAA! BLOOD: *squirts past the camera* GREEKS: *

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085073666242131752004-05-20T10:17:00.000-07:002004-05-20T13:18:02.003-07:00

Madonna is planning a new tour that threatens to make Britney's "Onyx Hotel" pornfest look like the Wuzzles: "As well as being [electrocuted] in an electric chair, Madonna will also screen video footage of the corpses belonging to victims of the war in Iraq, perform sexy lesbian dance routines and have scantily-clad pregnant women dancing along to 'Papa Don't Preach.'" For some reason, I take

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085044210596284802004-05-20T01:45:00.000-07:002004-05-20T10:11:19.350-07:00

There's a story in circulation at my college that people still tell as a warning against partying too hard. It was about ten years ago, I guess. They say he was down in New Orleans, for Mardis Gras, you know? He was down there to party and have a great time, but none of his friends could afford the plane ticket so he was in town by himself. Well, then Mardis Gras is going on, you know? And the

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1085010560641268712004-05-19T16:43:00.000-07:002004-05-19T16:49:20.640-07:00

This is a work of art from my high school days which I found while poking around on my hard drive. I was taking an HTML class and thought it was stupid. So I did intelligent things like this instead.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084915239040852302004-05-18T14:19:00.000-07:002004-05-18T14:20:39.040-07:00

There is some major funny going on right here, yo.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084819290361402382004-05-18T00:30:00.000-07:002004-05-18T00:30:09.713-07:00

At the moment, I'm writing a huge paper for my film noir class, so I've been watching all these old movies with the sound turned off so I can take notes on the cinematography. Then my ears get bored, so I put on some music to amuse them and the bottom line is that I'll never be able to watch Double Indemnity with a straight face again now that I've seen Barbara Stanwyck and Fred MacMurray

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084817134462060882004-05-17T10:49:00.000-07:002004-05-17T11:05:34.463-07:00

This one happened to a friend of a friend of a woman I used to work with. She was living alone at the time, just her and her dog, in an apartment downtown. So, one night she was woken up by a strange sound, it sounded like someone was in her apartment or something. But she didn't want to get worked up over nothing, so she put her hand down over the edge of the bed, because she was always

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084219208655445052004-05-16T21:15:00.000-07:002004-05-16T22:27:50.723-07:00

A friend of a friend of mine used to live in a city that was being studied by sociologists. You see, the last time they did the census they discovered an unusually high birth rate in a very specific part of town, so they were sent to find out why that was. These sociologists worked on this puzzle for weeks and couldn't figure it out -- they couldn't find anything unusual about that part of town

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084705520105809662004-05-16T04:03:00.000-07:002004-05-16T04:05:20.106-07:00

Apparently, they have done studies and found that four hours is exactly how long it takes to orient someone for living abroad for a year.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084513246574686632004-05-13T22:34:00.000-07:002004-05-13T22:40:46.576-07:00

Does anyone out there know why the most popular search phrase that brings people to this website is "supermodels taking a dump"? If so, can you please never, ever tell me what it is?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084218630018141162004-05-13T22:29:00.000-07:002004-05-13T22:41:54.530-07:00

I heard about this lady from my hometown who had the most terrifying experience. I guess she was just getting into her car after a late-night trip to the grocery store. And just as she was driving out of the parking lot, she noticed a large truck following her out onto the main road. At first, the woman figured it was just a coincidence. After all, plenty of people lived down that way. She had

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084406725880454172004-05-12T17:04:00.000-07:002004-06-04T15:34:01.173-07:00

Because my goal in life is to answer burning questions that nobody asked.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084220531511562822004-05-10T13:00:00.000-07:002004-05-10T17:51:45.850-07:00

Pamie is getting MARRIED, y'all. Woo! All my congratulations and best wishes to you, funny lady!

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084169503718014592004-05-09T23:03:00.000-07:002004-05-09T23:11:43.716-07:00

Urban legends have always been one of my favorite things to study, ever since I became a fan of snopes.com a few years ago. Now that we're covering them in my folklore class, I have been inspired to provide my own definitive guide on the topic. It's my way of giving back some of the joy this course has brought me this quarter. Of course, if my professor ever sees this I will enter the Witness

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1084064745549636062004-05-08T18:05:00.000-07:002004-05-08T18:10:22.810-07:00

Every year, one of the movies at SIFF seems to become the talk of the festival, news of its greatness spreading like wildfire, its popularity eventually leading to its winning the Golden Space Needle Audience Award. It then goes on to receive a proper theatrical release, where it becomes a "little movie that could" and everyone who saw it at SIFF recommends it to their friends with

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083984814387778242004-05-07T19:53:00.000-07:002004-05-08T12:26:42.856-07:00

May 21 - The Saddest Music in the World May 22 - Torremolinos 73 May 25 - Tamala 2010: A Punk Cat in Space May 26 - The Five Obstructions May 26 - Doppelganger May 27 - Touch of Pink May 28 - Buddy May 28 - Raspberry Reich May 29 - Open Water May 30 - Danny Deckchair May 31 - Primer June 1 - The Python June 2 - Busting Out / Still Doing It: The Intimate Lives of Women Over 65 June 5 - Sky Blue

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083916887006862012004-05-07T01:01:00.000-07:002004-05-07T01:04:40.996-07:00

...the time of year where Eric loses his mind and all sense of perspective in honor of the most prolific film festival in the world that is also within reasonable driving distance from his place of residence. It's SIFF 2004! The new schedule, released today, is in my evil clutches as you read these very words (unless you are reading them much later, in which case you missed the boat on this one)

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083707073401421432004-05-04T14:44:00.000-07:002004-05-04T14:47:11.013-07:00

I knew this would happen. America ruins everything.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083518039093657872004-05-03T00:15:00.000-07:002004-06-24T13:09:42.666-07:00

Since the day I emerged from my mother's womb 21 years ago, I have known that I was going to see Mean Girls on opening night. The question was, who else would be there? Would it be teenage airheads drawn to the movie because it's set in high school, smarter adults drawn by the fact that it's written by Tina Fey, or people named Eric who think Lindsay Lohan is the Second Coming? As we entered the

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083369175653522302004-05-02T09:31:00.000-07:002004-05-02T09:31:27.140-07:00

1. sexy waitresses in milkshake video 2. Ben Affleck gaining weight 3. morbidly obese men with giant penises 4. Jessica Simpson looks funny when she sings 5. bite the nipple and suck that tit 6. flat tire boob pictures 7. pictures of the grim reaper dragons and clowns 8. I hate my child 9. lap dance tutorials 10. scariest clown pictures

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1083359299965024302004-04-30T15:10:00.000-07:002004-04-30T15:10:01.840-07:00

Survivor makes me cry. Reality television makes me feel like I am at the funeral of all that is good and sacred. Unless it is American Idol or America's Next Top Model. SHUT UP.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1082996896898892592004-04-26T09:28:00.000-07:002004-04-26T12:48:25.686-07:00

In the Shaw Report in this week's Entertainment Weekly, I shit you not, Jessica Shaw actually reports that homonyms are "in," synonyms are "5 minutes ago," and antonyms are "out." That's stupid enough so that I would actually believe that she has lost her mind rather than consider for even a moment that a sane human mind could come up with something so idiotic. Next week's Shaw Report: IN: 36;

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1082881832985538212004-04-25T02:10:00.000-07:002004-04-25T02:22:21.310-07:00

David: Here, pass me the milkshake. Eric: It's still pretty cold. You might not be able to get any through the straw yet. David: I can't wait. I'll cup my hands around it and try to melt it a little. Eric: La la, la la, laaaaaa... David: Warm it up! Eric: Holy shit! That's what she's singing about! David: Who? Eric: Kelis! She got a milkshake from Jack in the Box that was too cold, and now

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1082845338116889532004-04-24T15:22:00.000-07:002004-04-24T16:09:28.560-07:00

Looking back on a year's worth of rentals, I'm not sure I honored my mission statement as well as I had hoped when I first signed up for Netflix. What I wanted to do was (1) educate myself on all the great movies I really should have seen by now (using this list as a basic guide), (2) catch up on the overwhelming amount of pop culture I missed out on growing up without media, and (3) take

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1082428809802444722004-04-19T19:40:00.000-07:002004-04-19T19:43:06.043-07:00

I don't know who it was that coined the famous and brilliant proverb, "He who posts on the internet about how great his life is shall be stricken with strep throat and writer's block." I believe it may have been me, just now. And let me tell you something, I sure am right. Because I haven't felt a shred of creativity since my last entry and it's been a week since my voice went on strike. I've

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1082231280760458982004-04-17T12:48:00.000-07:002004-04-17T12:50:54.576-07:00

What he said.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1081546529156264422004-04-09T14:35:00.000-07:002004-04-09T19:29:42.450-07:00

It's been awhile, hasn't it? Sorry. It's because I've been busy being so damn happy, y'all! I've also because I've been staying up until 5 AM every night working on my first real live screenplay. Sure, it's probably not very good, and it will probably never get made, and it probably isn't funny to anyone but me, but it's real. And I'm learning. And it's FUN. At the end, I'll have something that I

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080806134497037522004-03-31T23:55:00.000-08:002004-03-31T23:58:57.903-08:00

I'm positively shedding my clothes left and right in excitement for the new special edition of Showgirls they're putting out. I feel like I should just get a copy of this box set free for being a one-man promotional campaign for this film for years. According to this description, the special features will include "a commentary track with by Showgirls expert David Schmader, a video commentary by

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J to tha Lo is trying to show the world for the gazillionth time that she is "real" by leaving Los Angeles and getting slimed on Nickelodeon or something. Yeah, and I believe that Tara Reid was also trying to convince her fans that she was "real" by quitting the movies and taking up getting trashed full-time. To further cement her status as "down-to-earth," Jenny from the Block will be appearing

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080720753128281552004-03-31T00:12:00.000-08:002004-03-31T00:17:31.576-08:00

I haven't yet decided how to handle the Scotland blog while I'm still in America, but I updated it today because I turned in my confirmation statement and received a ominous packet in return. In retrospect, it wasn't really ominous at all, but I didn't know what was inside and if it's wrong to find that thrilling then I don't want to be right. Also, I must point you in the direction of Jenny's

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080606643968959042004-03-29T16:30:00.000-08:002004-03-29T16:33:51.716-08:00

Before taking off for Vancouver, I was at the bank depositing some cash, which included a bunch of stiff, brand new $1 dollar bills. Like, REALLY new. They hadn't even been folded or bent yet. (No, the fact that I go to the bank to deposit $1 bills is not the funny part.) So I go up to the teller, with the same small talk anxiety I always get in situations like these. This is what happens:

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080586255691013542004-03-29T13:11:00.000-08:002004-03-29T16:21:42.200-08:00

It's the first day of the quarter, and it has occurred to me that this very well may be the last time I do this here at UW. Even if I still have to top off my credits in order to graduate when I get back from the UK, it's unlikely that I'll ever be a full-time student here again. The thought seems like it should be giving me butterflies in my stomach, but it doesn't, and I'm not sure if that's

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080434715049209432004-03-27T16:45:00.000-08:002004-03-27T16:47:48.200-08:00

Instead of writing about our trip to Vancouver, I present you with Marianne's artistic representation of it.

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I'm sickened by the trailer for the new Wayans brothers movie. Here's why!

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1080123336221917272004-03-24T02:15:00.000-08:002004-03-24T02:18:06.030-08:00

Er, this is one of those "I offer no explanation" kind of entries. Except that it's based on something that happened to us in Vancouver. Sort of. A little. Not really. I also have no idea what I'm doing writing a Christmas story in March.

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And while I was away, Linda G posted my review of the lovely Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

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UPDATED: Moved this post to the website.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1079313899558060342004-03-14T17:24:00.000-08:002004-03-14T18:35:21.356-08:00

If you type in "baby" at Thesaurus.com, one of the synonyms it comes up with is "tax write-off." Can you imagine doing a "find and replace" in your life with that?

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1079223026707600972004-03-13T16:10:00.000-08:002004-03-13T16:14:14.340-08:00

What's up with all the hiking boots looking like aqua socks now? Today I tried to replace my old hiking boots that are falling apart, and I ended up just having my old ones repaired because all anybody could offer me were these fugly sneaker/boot hybrid things. Hiking boots are not supposed to be curvy. They are not supposed to have their own color schemes. Just...no. Even REI couldn't help me.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1079085884242225562004-03-12T02:04:00.000-08:002004-03-12T02:12:54.716-08:00

Oh my god! Sarah Connor has hit American MTV! Sarah Connor was an appallingly-untalented-yet-entertaining German pop star whose big single when I visited in 2001 was a little ditty entitled, "Let's Get Back to Bed, Boy!" I must have seen that music video a million times. Here's how it goes: Sarah and some rapper guy meet at a party and immediately head for the bedroom to have sex for the rest of

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1079073273595704832004-03-11T22:34:00.000-08:002004-03-11T22:36:51.140-08:00

NO, NO, NO.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1079008091827250772004-03-11T04:28:00.000-08:002004-03-11T04:33:55.483-08:00

Finally, a brand new version of the "about" page, with updated FAQ, chock full of new questions that NOBODY HAS EVER ASKED ME. Still, new!

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1078742148998894032004-03-08T02:35:00.000-08:002004-03-08T02:40:19.890-08:00

In which I take an online quiz that is supposed to determine what type of man I find physically attractive, and discover that picking out men I would sleep with from a lineup is a lot less fun when they don't look like movie stars.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1078446459209376982004-03-06T12:50:00.000-08:002004-03-06T12:50:45.936-08:00

I was thinking about what I wrote about those Cold Stone people the other day and it made me a little sad. People today don't even have time to let people sing to them. I mean, sure, it's "Heigh-Ho" and they're banging their paddles on the counter like a bunch of retarded seals, but presumably their motivation is to brighten your day a little bit. (Disregarding for a moment that their boss will

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02382807803049939684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791381.post-1078392316902816392004-03-04T01:25:00.000-08:002004-03-04T01:28:05.780-08:00

...you work at Cold Stone. The fact of the matter is, it's just wrong for people to be that cheerful. It's a brand of cheerfulness that is usually accompanied by a cross-dressing serial killer alter ego, and I'm threatened by that. Sometimes, a man just wants some fucking ice cream with a frown. I don't need your freaky enthusiasm and sunny, "Welcome to Cold Stone! Have you been to Cold Stone

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