It's difficult for me to adhere to a specific set of rules and beliefs when there are so many denominations and differing accounts/opinions. There are bad representatives in every group, and it's difficult for me to attach myself to one in particular. I think that's one of the reasons I stopped going to church, also. My religion is more personal; I can't identify to the degree I would wish with a group. Supposed Christians have been some of the biggest hypocrites throughout history, up to the present. I think it's going to be very difficult for me to reconcile myself to any particular affiliation or denomination, or anything.

I'm not even going to get into the whole Logic (science, evolution, math, etc.) vs. Everything Else battle right now.

I saw both Austin Powers in Goldmember (4/10) and Signs (7/10) today with Carlyn.  Austin Powers wasn't good at all, even with Michael Caine.  I was embarrassed for all involved.  Signs wasn't that great, but I enjoyed it.  The acting was bad and the plot was unbelievable, but I still liked it for some reason.  It scared my little brother to death.  That's probably why.

The highlight of the evening came between movies.  A man was sitting about 5 rows in front of us.  He turned around and said something similar to, "This is the part I hate--waiting."  He said something else, but I can't recall.  As he turned back around, he kicked his drink, which was apparently the size of a minivan.  Carlyn and I tried to laugh silently, but couldn't stop. Carlyn went to the bathroom just before Signs started to get a grip and try to cease our giggling.  While he was there, a little kid walked in.  He was probably 11 or so.  He just came strolling in and slipped on some pee on the floor.  His legs flew out from under him and his back hit the ground.  He looked surprised, of course, and got up, saying, "Oh crap."  Then he simply walked back out.  Naturally, Carlyn busted out in laughter.  We were laughing for the next 5 minutes in the theater after he told me.  Everyone was turning around and I was trying to stop laughing but just couldn't.  Finally we composed ourselves, wiped the tears from our eyes, and watched the movie.

Here is an artist's rendition of the event.

Thanks, Kyle.

I recently revisited an excellent Calvin and Hobbes site. It's designed and operated by a guy named Martijn. Here's the link:

I've loved Calvin and Hobbes since 1989 or so. I love it for several reasons, including its intelligence; the author's views on politics, the environment, television, media, and life in general; the way in which he expresses these opinions through Calvin and other characters; Calvin's use of imagination (reminds me of my younger self); the duality of Hobbes and his relationship with Calvin; and, of course, the wonderful, smart humor. I was very sad when Watterson ended the series. I own every book. The pages are bent.

I have a hunch that I'm going to be bald. Or at least like my dad is.