sorry, but i have to be a baseball nerd for a second.

what a winner last night was. after the exciting game tuesday night (zambrano pitches 8 innings, cubs win by a run in the 10th for their fifth straight and 2nd of 3 against the dodgers!), i thought for sure that wednesday’s would be a let down, what with a rookie pitcher fresh from minor leagues and the odds against a 6-game streak. i was hoping to catch fellow USC alum mark prior, but he went and got himself hit by a line drive.

but no way, it was the greatest! we got the delicious dodger dogs, our seats were fine even though we were way the hell up in the left field corner, two home runs from the cubs put them up 9-5, and it was a great night for everyone (except the poor dodgers fans, half of whom were gone by the end of the 8th inning… quitters!).

then a few of us came home and hung out which was arguably even better than the game. aaah, i do enjoy an especially good wednesday now and then to prove you don’t need a weekend to have a great time.

sparing you the details, i realized in the bathroom a few minutes ago that my last four meals were all cheeseburgers. purely unintentional, i swear. they were just there. part of the holiday spirit i guess.

but hot damn do i love my three day weekends. i slept almost 11 hours one night, which was great. i hung out with a looney stranger one night, which was fun because she really liked me (why do i attract crazy girls with such graceful ease?). there’s a story there but telling it would just ruin it. i played four or five games of beer pong yesterday and this time the table doesn’t even need any post-party repairs — our first true success in that department. both the cubs and sox won their memorial day games; the former i am going to see tomorrow night, the latter died to me when they went on strike instead of going to the finals that one summer. how old was i then? prepubescent for sure.

speaking of which, if you’re that, you’ll love this movie lords of dogtown which i saw at a free screening tonight. my excuse was that i went with a coworker who had passes and was actually a skater during that golden age, so he was stoked. we agreed the documentary was better but it was a fun movie with cool skating despite a suspicious lack of acting. but hey, the hairdos were pretty sweet at least. like i said, if you’re just hitting that teen rebellion stage it’ll be good inspiration to buy a trendy recently price-elevated skateboard and start trespassing to skate pools; if you’re older you might want to stick with reminiscing, or at best wait til you can put this on your netflix queue, sorta near the bottom.

charging into a three day weekend with a half-day at work today — guess that makes it three and a half — and ready to do some big time lounging this memorial day break. but before i start piling up more stories of my various weekend antics, there’s that little matter of this movie i saw last weekend…


star wars episode III: revenge of the sith – 5 stars

now before you start yelling at me let’s hold on a second. you have to realize that i’m a big star wars fan. as in, as a misguided youth, i wore star wars clothing. i bought star wars books. as a smaller child, i pretended i was in star wars by riding a baseball bat through the forest (hallway) of my house like it was a speeder bike from jedi.

this being the case, i saw episode I three times in the theatre, i was just so excited for there to be another star wars movie. and i loved it. a few years later, sure, i can admit it was kinda crappy, but at the time that didn’t really matter. it was star wars, and that was that. the second one was less stupid because there was no retarded alien version of scooby doo following them around and screwing things up, and yes, i had started to admit to myself that it wasn’t that good either. but you know what, it was still star wars and screw you, i still loved it.

by now it’s so acceptable to hate these new star wars movies, people are bragging about not bothering to go see them. oh, how far we’ve fallen. but when it gets to that level, i think we’re starting to miss the point of star wars as a whole, and the reason why i can simultaneously admit that the three recent additions are kinda bad as films, but at the same time defend liking them so much.

yes, i know george lucas can’t write a love scene. he avoided this pretty well in the first trilogy by making the two characters falling in love so stubborn that they wouldn’t admit to it until the closing scenes of the third film, and brushing off all their prior courtship with joking and bravado from han solo. that was a good dodge. but in this round, he had to show two characters actually fall in love, and he floundered, and you’re right, watching hayden woo natalie is like watching high schoolers make out. gross. luckily this third one you can just patiently sit through those couple painful scenes and focus on the lightsabers.

like most people, i’ve come to the realization that even overall, george lucas can’t really direct actors. compare the performance of similar dialogue, written by george, from jedi to sith. the newly minted vader’s screaming “noooooo” in ep III vs. luke’s “nooooo” when vader threatens his sister in ep VI (“if you won’t turn to the dark side, then perhaps she will…”) are like night and day, even though they’re both melodramatic scenes scored by john williams for effect. and i think when you compare them you get to the point that makes everything star wars okay in the end, if you’re willing to be a little forgiving. that point is that essentially, for a fan, star wars is bigger than any film that visits its universe.

it’s true, this does sound like one of the dorkiest things i could possibly admit to believing, but i can’t deny it. most people would agree the original three were landmarks, and i would also agree to the fact that if those weren’t so good, and didn’t already exist, these current three might just have been another trio of blade films or something (i.e., who the fuck cares). but if you take for foundation the way the original three created a fictional galaxy that millions of us have grown to know and love, and add to it that YES, okay, george has gone a little crazy with his revisions of the classics and his insistence on directing the follow-ups, can’t you just see that what really happened is that he got so geeked up about completing this enormous story he gave birth to over twenty years ago, and filling out this entirely fantasy world with all manner of made-up planets and wars and species, that maybe he just got carried away and forgot to sweat some of the details he wasn’t prepared to tackle on his own?

he obviously has the special effects stuff down cold; those droids look pretty fucking real when jedi’s are chopping them up like carrots. and the overarching story, again, if you’re willing to forgive some of the specific dialogue and wooden performances that result from his directing, is AMAZING. come on, as a six-part arc, you can’t get much cooler! this is the ultimate story of wanting to change the world for the better and help the ones you love, and failing, making it so much worse for the corruption you suffered with power. but then coming around at the last possible moment, what could be thirty years later when your kid is grown up and dying at the hands the man who embodies your original mistake, and THEN making a difference after all the pain you caused, setting things right after decades of torment? come on! that’s spectacular storytelling!

so nevermind the stupid poop jokes from episode one (which i hated too), or the serious muppetude of the ewoks (which i always loved, personally), because this is too much more than that to worry about minor details. as a whole, which we can finally see, there’s too much good to hate it for the bad. i mean, try watching return of the jedi now that you’ve seen anakin’s failure in this new one, and tell me the third act isn’t seriously more moving now. vader’s stuck looking back and forth between luke and palpatine JUST like he was as anakin looking back and forth between palpatine and the Black Jedi Played By Sam Jackson (who of course has a name i can’t remember). only in jedi, now you know that he’s thinking back to his long-ago errors, and finally realizes his mistake! boom, his one action chanes the world again. once you’ve seen both scenes, they both become that much better. it’s amazing.

fine, then, you can say this third one is ‘better than the other two but that’s not saying much’, and be part of the cool crowd of neo-star-wars-haters. but that’s just narrow-minded, i think. the smarter move is to look at the bigger picture and just face it: movies with lightsabers are fucking cool.

been a great week since i last checked in. spent a few days at E3 this year nerding out over all the upcoming games and the new PS3 [gasp!]. yeah, so i’m excited by a video game system a whole year in advance, so sue me. at least i also got to go to the sony-sponsored afterparty and see a free jimmy eat world show with an open bar and mexican wrestling and cabaret girls. apparently mini-kiss played too but i was too focused on gin and tonics at that point to meander back toward the stage. these things happen.

also had a dangerously good time saturday night at joe’s birthday bash, where hot tubs and wine bottles met in wonderful harmony. the morning after in-n-out never tasted so good, because boy was that a fierce hangover.

and let’s not forget, STAR WARS. you know i was there friday night, no question. i just don’t want to try writing about it yet. i’m still enjoying the afterglow.

i finally got to go cd shopping again last weekend, and thank goodness. i was still rocking stuff i got in march, i think. so some quick reviews, then.

M.I.A.arular – 4 stars

this cd is hot, what can i say. not that i’m the first to claim that or anything, but now i know why everyone was so bonkers — it’s like an instant party mood. the first time this week’s pay day song came on in my car, i almost got out at the intersection to start dancing. and that’s not the only one either, i’d say about half the album does that for me. the other half only almost, but still. plus she sounds SO sexy, doesn’t she? like on ‘hombre’ where she says, ‘i get squeaky so you can come and oil me’…? jesus christ.

bloc partysilent alarm – 4 stars

not that there’s anything original left to say about bloc party either, but if you were doubting, i’m pretty sure there isn’t a bad song on the album. and the ones that don’t totally rock are like a really pleasant breather between kicking ass again and again, you know? they had me at the first track, really: ‘like eating glass’ is going to be my default ‘song stuck in my head’ for the rest of may.

the mountain goatsthe sunset tree – 5 stars

i’m actually starting to wonder when the mountain goats will put out a cd that i don’t completely love. this one i think even ranks above last year’s we shall all be healed, even if it still doesn’t top my sweet love, tallahassee. that danrielle guy can just write some seriously amazing songs, and is only making them sound better and better on disc. it’s sort of unfair that if they keep on putting out an annual album that constantly rules, they’ll always lock up one of my top five albums of the year spots, but what can you do. can’t wait for the show in june, either.

back to that whole not partying quite so much anymore… well, the pictures came in and i kinda decided for sure to say screw that plan. i mean, check out these beer pong pictures and tell me i wouldn’t be robbing myself if i ‘toned it down’. even this single one says so much… check out that custom table! damn, that’s hot.

and if that’s not enough, check out this one too, dedicated to my poor mother who has to see her sons indulging in so many vices at once. but also to my brother, who was totally fun to party with in vegas. our motto quickly became, after doubling our money at the second casino in a row, the simple and direct, “longtins prevail”. here is us prevailing at smoking and drinking on fremont street.

haha…tone it down. silly brian.

this madness, it just doesn’t stop does it. yeah, it’s thursday and i’m off to vegas basically as soon as i get off work this evening for a whirlwind night of gambling and drinking, this time with the added bonus of seeing my brother, recently home safe from marine service in iraq. i’m super happy for him and also quite happy that he gave me an excuse to visit sin city for a night.

i think after this though i need to take the rest of the month off. i’m going to wear myself out and break myself financially with all these elaborate trips and parties and assorted brouhahas. not that i won’t be the same party guy, oh no; i just need to deflect some costs and maybe tone it down a bit.

wait, i just read that last paragraph and i sound way lame. nevermind, party on.

the beer pong tournament of champions and summer kickoff barbeque was a success in every sense of the word, saving the fact that my roommate and i were destroyed not once but twice and did not advance a single round. all the same, we regard our team name of ‘beer today, pong tomorrow’ as one of the better of the day.

the party though, oh my did it rule. piles of food, two kegs of beer cashed over the course of the 12 or so hours of partying (2pm to 2am — now that’s an event)… needless to say we are already looking for the best time to hold the next one. i’m in the process of collecting pictures to post highlights, so hold out a few more days and you can admire the craftsmanship of my custom table, as well as the finesse of all the fine players that showed up to show down; or at least a bunch of drunks grinning at the camera on my roof.

i know it’s the ‘hard rock’ cafe and all, but it is layed out like a restaurant, not a club. and it’s also at universal studios citywalk, one of the cheesiest places in southern california. and the sound is downright terrible. so why, when you really think about it, would they decide to have a battle of the bands at this place on a wednesday night? to sell more bud light and french fries, i guess. screw those profiteers though, i just went to see and vote for my buddies in augustus, who put on a good show despite the obstacles. can’t wait to see them somewhere where i can hear all four band members at once actually mixed properly.

also, i bumped into a coworker/friend yesterday (the elusive title that allows for out-of-work socializing on occasion), whom i hadn’t spoken to in a month or so, and gave her the rundown on things. after telling her about all my fun adventures she asked, ‘are you still seeing that girl?’ to which i was forced to stop in my tracks and admit, ‘well, no. there are no girls in the picture right now. not at all.’ kinda makes you wonder if maybe i’m orchestrating all these wacky adventures to keep from being stuck home with a dull moment in which to face my loneliness, doesn’t it?

oh but that can’t be. i’m perfectly happy alternating nights between books and beers, for now anyway. all is not lost though: i do have a crush on the cute girl with glasses and a pink sweater from the most recent starbucks frappuccino commercial, in which she gets all doe-eyed and starts mistaking everyone for a mildly attractive guy singing to her, who i’m almost sure i am cooler than. maybe she lives in LA and would like to come play beer pong with us! if so, my lovely bespectacled princess, you are more than invited and you could even humorously name your team ‘double shot’. how adorable.

[update: if anyone finds out about this girl or even a good picture (some people have already started coming here via google in search of info on her too!), please do share.]

holy crap i want to do a party trolley every weekend now. that was possibly the weekend to beat for 2005 so far. i had no idea where i was for about a half hour in there somewhere, and i almost lost my voice the next day from all our drunken yelling at passersby while waving beers from the roving trolley car. the guy even drove the wrong way up a one way street for a block — now that’s a mobile party if i’ve ever seen one. if i get pictures up anywhere soon i’ll let you take a peak.

now i’m all about thinking up a clever name for our beer pong team at this saturday’s tournament… suggestions are appreciated, with extra points awarded for anything incorporating puns on beer-pong-related terms. we have a couple good ones so far but as the hosts we owe it to ourselves and everyone else to have the coolest name.

oh and not to forget the guy behind the trolley (and actually not discuss my drinking habits for once), dominic’s reading friday night was great. he knocked the other kids out of the running for sure and i can’t wait to read the full piece. even his teachers and fellow students love that guy, which makes me feel lucky to be a recipient of a copy of the whole novel. so thanks go to him for hosting the big party and congrats go to him for being such a kickass dude.