So late last night, I got a message from an old friend of mine, and it
turns out that Anti-social.com is alive again. That brings me back.
Also, over on utterer.com we have a unique Daikatana Anti-Petition. This probably means very little to almost all of you.
Finally, by this time tomorrow I will be starting to move my things out
and home; so expect content updates to be a little more sporatic over
the next few months.
(Note: In an effort to do more content, anything vaguely interesting I see/hear/play/go to will now get a review. I know you’re excited.)
Death Race 2000 (1975) stars David Carradine and Sylvester Stallone. It was made on a $300,000 budget. The concept is that in the year 2000, there is a transcontinental race where points are awarded for the more pedestrians you kill.
It sounds bad because it is. It was terrible. From the indescribable
soundtrack, to the cheesy lines (“A lot of people think you’re cute, but I just think you’re a big baked potato.”), to the numerous continuity errors, to the traps straight out of a Road Runner cartoon, this movie is terrible.
It’s also the funniest movie I’ve seen in the past year. I almost pissed
myself with laughter. Big thumbs up for nothing more than its pure
cheesiness.
Well, it’s Saturday, and it’s raining, so I’m inherently bored. What to
do?
Well, first off, Neil Marcus has protested a lack of updates (mostly for
his quotes) on the quotefile, so there’s a couple new quotes there.
Disregard the number at the top, it’s innacurate these days.
Also, the Bank of W-Up Mountain W-Up Credit Union (an
equal-opportunity W-Up lender) has hit its potential max for funds; we
fit 108 cans of soda in the fridge today. Pictures later so you can see
what we do for fun at Cornell.