LeRoi Moore
(1961 - 2008)
An important part of music went with you.
Archive for the 'Sad' Category
So I’ve been thinking about my childhood recently. Really because the first dog I had is being put to sleep tomorrow. Super sad.
Then I started thinking about all the new movies that are just remaking or continuing my childhood. First, let us talk about Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. This is probably the best of the recent childhood rehashings. It wasn’t the best of the Indy movies by any stretch of the imagination, but it was a fun movie. As a continuation of my childhood memories, it did a fairly good job, but it definitely didn’t match up to Raiders of the Lost Ark or Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. So at this point, my memories of childhood are doing ok, still alive.
Then we come to the hardest hit portions of my childhood: Star Wars. The original trilogy was one of the greatest movie memories I’ve had. Since then, they have been among my favorite films and I really geeked out on them. Then the prequels were released. When I saw Episode 1, for a while, I tricked myself into believing it was a good movie. Eventually, I had to face the facts and admit, it sucked hard. Episodes 2 and 3 raised the bar a little with each movie, but never to the levels of vision and ingenuity shown in the original three. Once Revenge of the Sith ended, I was hoping that the Clone War saga was put to a close and the Star Wars franchise could just die in peace, with what little dignity it had left. That is what George Lucas did to his own series, he murdered it in cold blood.
Now, to exhume the body and presumably rape the corpse, is Star Wars: The Clone Wars. The story to link together the stories of Episodes 2 and 3. Just the last bit of shit to make sure that the Star Wars fans are completely pissed off and the series is wholly and completely trashed. Don’t get me wrong, I will go see it, but I will NOT be waiting in line on release day. I have seen what George Lucas has done to his much loved series and I am not excited about what’s coming. Maybe I will be shown wrong and it will be a good production, but my expectations are so low, they can’t really be called expectations.
The last thing that I will talk about is Back to the Future. This was another trilogy that was so well made and just enraptured me as a child. The movies wove together so well and were excellently delivered by Michael J. Fox and Christopher Lloyd (among others), they also stand in my favorite movies below Star Wars and Indiana Jones (respectively from great to slightly less great). Thankfully, the rumors of a fourth BttF movie were squashed and it will not be in production. You can’t grasp how happy this makes me. The series finished itself at the end of the third movie and everything was wrapped up all nice and tight.
Why do there need to be remakes and re-imaginings of movies that were just fine the way they were? If you want to bring the movie to a newer audience, let them watch the original. Let them figure out that if weren’t for these original classics, the stories we know and love today wouldn’t be around. Please, let the old stories lay in peace. They don’t need to be rehashed, reimagined, redone, recovered, rewhatevered. There are so many creative people out there with so many great ideas and skills, give them a chance. Throw some money to the independent film makers instead of $200 million dollars to remake and fuck up a movie that was just fine the first time. Creative and original stories are the way to go.
I a HUGE Legend of Zelda fan and this video is one of the worst, makes me wanna cry April Fool’s jokes I have ever been witness to. Personally, if done right, I think it would be an awesome idea.
We are back from the Christmas fiasco. We had a lot of fun, got a lot of good stuff. Things were fairly the same this year as last, save for the lack of family explosion at this year’s Lexy’s family’s Christmas. That was appreciated. We added a fifth Christmas celebration this year. It was a gathering of Mike, Mary, Ryan, Kody, Lexy, and myself. Just the six of us chilling, eating, having fun. Very much less stressful than the previous four and a good punctuation mark on the whole Christmas celebration. I wish I could have spent more time with Steve and Adam, but I’m sure we can do that at a later time.
My buddy Steve is getting married on New Year’s Eve. Go him. I’m happy he found someone that he is happy with. In fact, this YouTube video should sum up how I feel about Steve getting married:
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To make sure there wouldn’t be any problems, I sent John a message via the MySpace just making sure we’d all be cool and such. I truly hope he gets it, reads it, and responds. Maybe it’s just me, but I really do wish we could all be friends again. It would significantly remove some complications and would be fun. Alas, I know that some friendships just aren’t meant to be and it makes me sad to see that particular friendship get tossed. Can’t blame anyone but myself, right?
I did notice one weird thing while I was writing that message. I got dizzy and felt like I was about to pass out. What the hell could that have been? Really, I can’t explain it. Any of you have any ideas?
Ok. Have a good post-Christmas or whatever you celebrate.
I am in a dilemma right now. Let me see if I can accurately explain the situation (from my POV), then I will tell you my dilemma.
Tonight, while Lexy and I were watching Ratatouille, (very good movie that looks absolutely gorgeous on Blu-Ray) two of my roommates decided to mess about with another roommate’s computer. I wasn’t sitting around them while they were doing this, but the gist of what I heard of them doing was messing with some settings, scouting browser history and chat logs, and turning on logging for applications that previously were not logged, presumably for future snooping. The majority of what I believed them to be doing was gathering information on the owner of the computer for whatever reason. I think they both had some very, VERY personal reasons for the snooping, but I could be wrong and digress.
So, here was my reaction after the movie was over (I finished the movie because I was interested in it): I thought they were invading the roommate’s privacy. The computer had a password on the login (and I think screen saver, but don’t quote me on that) for a reason. That reason, to me personally, was to protect the content on the machine from prying eyes. Something I think the two did not respect. So, I confronted the two of them and said that I did not like how they violated the privacy of someone I live with and if they cannot be trusted to not mess with that particular person’s things, then how could I trust them with mine? The both of the roommates had been using my car to get themselves to work as a courtesy from me. I told both of them that since I can’t trust them with other people’s stuff, then I can’t trust them with my car and my things. This, naturally, upset both of them. I was hoping to have a discussion with them about this situation, but both walked away and later short discussions lead essentially nowhere for now. I keep thinking that I can tell how they really feel towards me, but truthfully, I can’t really tell. My friendships with them both have been hitting quite a few rough patches over the past few months. Both of them are long time friends, but now, well, I’ll get into this next part in a bit.
Here is my dilemma: Was I right? I know, heavy question. My brain tells me that I did the right thing, that I handled the situation like it should have been handled. My emotions, on the other hand, tell me that I should have stayed out of it for the sake of the friendships. Like I said, these are long time friendships having known both of these people for a very long time. Recently, it seems, I have been doing more and more to jeopardize these friendships. I love both of them very much and it really does hurt me to feel this way toward them, to not know whether or not I can trust them. Maybe I did overreact, maybe it wasn’t any of my business, but it seems that the type of snooping they were doing was NOT harmless and that just makes me uncomfortable.
I did my best to keep any information of the identity of those involved, other than myself and my wife watching a movie, concealed from those not involved in this situation. Please let me know if I should lock this post from the public.
This weekend, I got married. Hopefully those of you who read this were either at the ceremony, the reception, or were at least aware of this fact. Everything went very well, for the most part. There was one little incident that has put a very, VERY large rift between myself and my best man and friend, and pretty much everyone else I live with. I won’t go into details, but let’s just say there was a throw-down of Myself-Being-A-Moron proportions.
Other than that, the whole day was great even though I didn’t get to have a typical post-wedding day night. I still enjoyed having everyone there and watching everyone have a good time. I just can’t get over that shit I pulled. I’ll let him decide what he wants to do in regards with stuff between him and me.
I need a soda.
So, I realized that my previous post may have made some of you go “Uhhh, what?” So, I will elaborate.
Dawn informed Lexy and Natasha this past weekend about how John and Holly have been blaming our moving to Warrensburg as a cause for their lack of sex life and other forms of relationship degradation. I was informed of this mostly by Dawn, but with some helpful interventions by both Lexy and Natasha. I was also informed that John has been my friend because “he felt obligated to.” He was tired of my “high-school” lifestyle and trying to hold on to my friends from high-school. He was my friend because he saw all these other people leave me and he felt like it was his obligation to remain my friend. He didn’t want to end the friendship because he was afraid that I would use the information of his affair with Dawn against him. I have to admit, I probably would have.
Personally, I find this information VERY troubling. It is a very bad basis for a friendship. Also, given that I had NO idea about this, it really hurt. If there is one thing that I could wish for it would be to talk to John about this and get these facts confirmed. However, I doubt that it will EVER happen. It appears that John has used the incident where I was upset and said things that I didn’t mean as a way out of the friendship. I have to admit, probably a very good use of situation. If there is one thing that I don’t like, it’s being friends with a coward. If you don’t have the testicles to let a friend how you really feel about them, don’t bother. If John didn’t have the balls to tell his wife he cheated on her, then I should have expected there was some shit he wouldn’t tell his friends. If you can’t tell your wife (or husband) something so rather important, how can you expect that same person to tell his/her friends what he/she really thinks of them.
So, here is what I would like from my friends: use your proverbial balls and let me know what you really think of me. Also, if you are being my friend because you feel obligated to, let me know. Fuck, tell me whether or not you consider me your friend. I’m tired of being deceived.
I have a new lot in life. To become more successful than John. Shouldn’t be hard. I will end up becoming more successful AND in the public eye. I will show him how much I don’t need him by living a good life.
“Revenge is a dish best served cold.”
– Pierre Choderlos de Laclos (credited)
“Living well is the best revenge.”
– George Herbert
Of course there is also:
“Revenge is a confession of pain.”
– Latin Proverb
That last one, I agree with and admit is true (at least for me).
Oh, and the title of this entry is Latin for “While I breathe, I hope.” I think it fits, but I’m not exactly sure how. 
Lexy and I saw Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End last night. I liked it and thought it was best of the three. Ow, those daggers shooting out of your eyes hurt! 
Whatever will be, will be.
Whatever will be, should be.
Nothing that can’t be patched up with some TV, an Italian ice, and some Star Wars.
No need to go into it. Friendships come and go. I just refuse to let them leave.
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Yeah. I’m going to filter this entry. What of it?
I hope John and Holly are happy. They have completely removed my desire for anything. I guess this happens when you loose a close friend over something so stupid. Of course, I mean stupid referring to what I said in a couple of voice messages I left on John’s phone. Everyone tells me that I should just get over it and move on. That I should work on removing John as a friend. I can’t do that. I go to bed every night extremely sad because another day has gone by and I still haven’t received a call from John.
I even contemplated suicide. Thinking, “That would show them what happens when you don’t forgive someone.” Writing the suicide note that explicitly says it was their fault. Then I realized that I have other friends that would be sad. Not to mention Lexy. I like to think that she would be so pissed that she would follow me into whatever afterlife there is just to kick my ass. Dave and Natasha, Adam, Steve, my parents, other members of my family. I think Dawn might be sad too, but you’d never guess it since she’s never home. ;) Ok, maybe I should let up on those “Dawn’s never home” jokes. She has other people besides us.
Taking your own life for someone who wouldn’t care is definitely not worth it.
I do have Dave. He’s always been an awesome guy and it sometimes makes me feel bad that I’ve looked him over in the past year. I don’t think he thinks about that anymore, or whether he ever did, I don’t know. All I know now is Dave is a better friend. He understands that when I get pissed, that if he just gives me time to cool down, then we cool. I think John had that too, but I think Holly might have convinced him otherwise.
Not that Holly is a bad person, she is trying to protect herself and her husband. I can’t blame her for that.
I have been getting better about controlling my temper. I don’t get upset at people as often, but a person’s past can definitely come back to haunt them. That’s what happened between me and John and Holly. I suddenly, for one reason or another, was asked to carry too much without an answer from those two and I broke. I think what did it was that they were more than happy to tell other people the problems they had with us, but never us. Things could have been so much better with communication. I don’t know how many times I need to apologize. I doubt it ever did any good. I would love to just sit down with the two of them and explain everything. That will never happen, though. At this point the conversation is passive. Kind of like TV.
I hope the pain will go away.
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