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Now, another installment of "Real Conversations With Seandave!"

Seandave: "Are those people riding on a two person bicycle?"
Me: "Tandem!"
Seandave: "Why would people do that?"
Me: "It's romantic."
Seandave: "I think it's stupid."
Me: "Romance IS stupid."

I have done things and things since last we met. I went to the AWK party last week and it was a night I will remember. First off, Andrew is apparently taking Andy Kaufman lessons. First he tricked us all by sending a decoy out on stage and then materializing in the back of the crowd on a platform, where he then jumped in to the out stretched hands of his loving friends (for he has no fans, only friends) and was carried to the stage. Then he played bongos, with gusto, for a couple of numbers. At the end of the show he took us all out for cookies and milk then promptly died of cancer. I'm obviously just joshing, AWK can not be defeated by cancer. Cancer can't stop what it can't end. Seandave, Steve-O, and I did get to meet him after the show, which was sweeter than a cheese cake made of laughter.

I saw The Descent with Nikkita. The movie was good because it was rated R. The movie quite feasibly could have been done in such a way that it might have procured a more marketable PG-13 rating, but if it had it would have been awful. The story was nothing special, standard creature feature fare, and if it had not been for the gore and grit the movie would have been bloody terrible (pun not intended, reference to the fact that it was a British movie is). There were some very odd and misleading points/devices throughout the course of the movie, almost as if the makers weren't sure in the end whether this was a ghost story or a monster movie. Apparently there are other endings and an explanation in the upcoming DVD, but that's kind of like when game developers release a game and then make you update it when you get home. When did it become acceptable to sell unfinished products?

Speaking of video games, Seandave and I have been spending all day playing Dead Rising. I came home with my shiny, morbid little gem and popped it in the ol' gamebox 2 for public perusal. Now I don't want to say too much too early, the open ended sandbox zombie destruction is fun beyond measure, and it is only because the gameplay itself is so fun that all the frustration is forgivable. Well, no more than digitally blood soaked hour later, Seandave had decided to purchase both the game and the 360. We drove to his end of the verse, picked up the materials, and went to his house to slaughter multitudes of the undead. It was on the drive back that we had the aforementioned convo, and hence we've come full circle.


After I get them out of Flexin' I'm going to save, then I'm going to cry.