Bumbling like a bee

I have had too many thoughts, theories, and ideas for movies lately. Way to many for my head to hold. They go over me, and here we are, left together awkwardly, without a thing for me to write. So awkward.

Hitch wrote. Ebert wrote. I am nowhere near either. But I can write. And write I will.

Randomness starts wearing out after a time. Xkcd has a recent comic about how randomness is the opposite of interesting. The revelation isn't but I was disappointed, because, that's what I do best -- spring surprises on people. And then the Mango flew away to its prickish family along with piglet and Prithviraj Chauhan. See? We're on the same page now.

Terry Pratchett is brilliant, brilliant, and not only for a smartass teenager -- the kind that relishes on the fact that most of his contemporaries are likely to miss the jokes in Pratchett's books, while he gets only half the jokes himself. Humor always involves some element of surprise, and ho boy, are his book's full of surprises. Some of the surprises are planned (contrived? but does contrive even have positive connotations?) as parts of stories but most of his stories are little more than equivalents of lame physical humor. But. They are well-woven into the story and rarely go overboard. When they do go out-and-over the reader still comes out of it smarter, not having been taken for a fool who is content with foolish jokes. Random...(some) humor. Effective.

What else is funny? Modern Family. Lily the newly-minted Miss Smartypants. Phil the... there's a scene in one of the latest episodes where Claire is counting off the four times she had disappointed Jay. She counts off three and leaves off abruptly. It takes him some time to realize it's him.

Funny can sometimes be really strange or unexpected. I was playing a multiplayer game with a cousin on android. I was losing (and then lost), mostly because I was laughing so hard at the fact that I was losing an easy game. Yeah, I ain't got no clue eitha', brotha'. Too much?