The Late Night Rambling Thread
 

True enough whats late night here isnt so in other area's off the world. Just seems to be a somewhat dull time for topic discussion around this hour. So I figured wth..Why not make a late night discussion thread simply for the sake of having one. Nothing is out of reach for conversation or debate. If this is a bad idea mods..lock it up. If not then someone feel free to bust this one open with some sort of late night rendezvous.

I would post, but it's morning here.

1:15 am here. Just got done with facebook conversation with a girl. Can't determine if she likes me or not...

If she's talking to you on Facebook chat, there's a good chance she likes you in some capacity.

true, but in what capacity is what I'm questioning. Although i hate it when people ramble about relationship stuff on forums so i should probably stop

Thats ok its morning here too...about 3 something in the morning. Rerun of Bourne Identity's on. It seems like its either Bill Murry or Matt Damon hogging the movie channels these days.

I love Bill Murray, he just seems like such a nice guy.

I'm starting to organize my room. This is what I always do when I start feeling manic, take a xanax and start organizing shit. Better than getting addicted to heroin or something.

I never could get into the Bourne movies. Always felt dull to me.

It's 4:36AM here. Still not been to sleep, so it's basically still yesterday to me.

And I agree, James - The Bourne movies are pretty dull.

Sigh... 2:38 here... can't sleep... going to school tommorow........dangit

I'm taking a day off today.

Today, I'm putting in a hellacious amount of job applications to fund my need to go to more concerts...and to save up for the Gretsch Electromatic Hollowbody guitar.

Wow xanax motivates you? Seems like it would be the opposite effect and calm you down. I get anxiety as well sometimes. Usually i can just smoke a few cigarettes and calm myself down. Im pretty lax most the time now..not being married anymore is probaly the biggest reason for that.

Um. I just noticed that my 12-year-old sister has The Room listed as one of her favorite movies...should I be concerned?

Ive never heard of the room..whats it about??

Probably the worst movie ever.



That about sums up the entire "plot". I'm still not entirely sure there was a coherent plot.

Yeah doesnt look like something id wanna watch. I thought the options here were bad. Looks like maid in manhattan is on next..yey!! There's a real blockbuster late night thriller.

One of the tricks to tolerating Bourne movies is having grown up as a boy playing in the yard and pretending you were 007. Even only for the fact that you are relieved that Matt Damon is not 007 (and hopefully never will be) and get satisfaction from slowly shaking your head throughout the movie and thinking "Roger Moore makes a cooler spy than you'll ever be".
Different movies with different motives, yes, and that's when Bourne movies become likable enough even to simply entertain wandering postulations about whether it's the only movies he's been in besides that remake of The Talented Mr. Ripley, without his drab buddy whats-his-name... who's apparently so uninteresting all I can think about is when he got with J-Lo, who's another topic altogether, but equally uninteresting. (But I always wondered... did she actually get an ass reduction? I never cared enough to check for myself. But if so, that's pretty fucking hilarious.)

But yea, apart from the cliches and actors and all, I'd think the Bourne movies at least appeal to the guy part of most guys. The same part of guys that think of Days Of Thunder when they zoom past ordinary citizens on the road to work. Or the same part of guys that sometimes yells that something is Sparta. We don't really care who plays in it, as long as there are gadgets, fights and a near limitless measure of human ability in context with the reality we actually believe in when we're not drunk, we're good.
We don't need it to be a masterpiece. We just need it to make us want to break things with style.

You know what though, Bourne is pretty top notch when it comes to breaking things with style so I would class it as a masterpiece or pretty close to it as far as Action Movies go. Unless you want to call them Spy Thrillers but that's just semantics.

i love the Bourne movies for the fact that it is partly a mystery as well. We are trying to find out WITH Bourne what the hell is happening while he is wrecking stuff in the process. I also have to give the Bourne movies a big heads up for their car chase scenes that remind me of The French Connection.

Yeah I think your pretty accurate in your descrition of youthful imagination. Using the most primitive of tools to emulate the sophistication of 007 type reenactments. The building of forts and creek bed barriers serving as the foundation for the Bat Caves and what not. Growing up in the country there was never any shortage of open range and rough terrain for the most vivid of imagination. For me more so than Bond type movies were the Young Guns type flicks. With your single pump daisy air rifle that crapped out after 15 feet of flight. Probaly at a whopping 3 feet per 3.5 seconds. There was nothing you coudnt go up against in the wild wild west. Setting out across the plains and through the woods to meet up with the villan and his gang(usually Dr.Pepper cans or empty beer bottles) At any rate were made short work for your all to keen ability for hitting your target. Till you discovered your b.b. gun didnt have the power to break or shatter the glass. Of course thats until you graduated later in life to the more high powered of air rifles.

Haha, yea I can relate to most of that, although I didn't have as much of a fixation on wild-west scenarios, but living in the country, I certainly had access to shooting implements when I got old enough. First bb gun was one of those black spring action Daisy pistols whose bbs barely harmed an apple at any respectable distance. Those types were the types you played bb gun wars with! Although I think my generation had begun gravitating towards Cops 'n Robbers more so than Cowboys 'n Indians.
Then later, my dad allowed me to start using the pellet rifle. But this was no ordinary pellet rifle. It was an old Benjamin pump rifle. You pump that sucker 8 times, and it's almost like a half-ass .22 rimfire.

Cans, bottles and other debris stood no chance. They all became a threat and I always sent 'em to the morgue. :D

you didn't get into paintballing when you were older since you say you lived in the country? i live in new york but i'm pretty much in a boondocks type area so there are lots of woods around here and paint balling in the woods was THE thing to do in my teens.

Not really. If I had heard about paintball earlier than when I had, I probably would have done it a lot more than I have. Woodsball would have been my thing for sure. Unfortunately, the only significant paintballing I've done was in the Army and that was training type stuff, so there was obviously a limit to how much fun you could have. I did get to do some speedballing rounds on the side, and although I like the adrenaline, I prefer the strategic side of woodsball.
But now days I'd prefer just to sit at home and drink. heh...

lol you are starting to sound over the hill. I can tell that you are 30 or quickly approaching it.

Not really man...I never really got into the paintball thing. I was pretty much content with my b.b. guns as far as what I liked to arm myself with. I had some friends that were into painball guns. I liked for my weapon of choice to resemble a authentic western rifle as much as possible. By the way Freebase those Benjamins are some pretty kick @ss air rifles. I saw some at a Cabela's that were just wicked. Their feet per second ratio was something nasty for a air rifle. Like you mentioned they were borderline 22 caliber.

Set at home and drink... h..e...double hockey sticks yeah!!! Now were having some late night rambling. You'll have to enlighten me on your alcoholic prefferences.

Yea actually my 30th birthday was this past Sunday.
I didn't celebrate it. I just stayed home and loathed it.


Haha... actually, the enlightening part is probably the word alcoholic, because when it comes to what I'll drink... one would assume that a preference has nothing to do with it.
If I'm holding a 12-pack of Natural Light, that means I'm busy being economically minded. ;)
I'm almost exclusively a beer drinker simply because I enjoy drinking more than being drunk. I like Killian's a lot, along with Dos Equis, pretty much any Sam Adams fall/winter seasonal, Rolling Rock for something extra thin, OR... whatever you put in front of me as long as it isn't Eichbaum.

Nice!...im pretty much the same in preference. As in relation to what my wallet looks like at time of consumption. I can mix all the necessary groups together for a complete intoxicated feeling of pure bliss(whiskey,wine,beer) or just enjoy enough of whichever till im back on my island of existance, and self worth. The only thing ive found that I literally can not stomach is Jack D. I dont know why, it just does not go down.

Yea I'm the same way with JD. The only way I can tolerate it is if I'm already drunk, and it's mixed with coke. Otherwise, no thanks.

Well it usually takes a while for the xanax to kick in, and I try to limit my mindless nervous-energy activities to something somewhat productive, or at least not harmful to myself.

This is pretty true. This is the same reason I don't like Tarantino though, he tries to make a "film" when it's just a movie of breaking stuff with style. Not that I have anything against that, it's just pretentious. I'll get off my Tarantino-hate soap box now.

That may be the only way I could force it down. By the way congrats on turning the big 30. Were pretty close in age looks like. I enjoyed mine with a friend, and pitchers of margarita's until I forgot it was my birthday. Nothing special about it though. No strippers jumping out of cakes or anything like that.
I hear ya there...I guess well I know alcohol is where my safe haven is. I watched an episode of Two And A Half Men the other day that I found strikingly funny. Charlie takes his brother to the bar in hopes of lifting his bro's spirits. While Charlie is engaging flirtacious conversation with a local bar fluzzy. His bro sighs in hopes of inviting the attenton more his way. Charlie inquires into what his brothers query consists of. He exclaims his fear of rejection from women, and seeks Charlies advice. So Charlie quarterbacks a scenerio in which he demands his bro point out a scooter nasty he thinks is attractive. After a quick survey he nodds in the direction of a skank that rolls her eyes in disgust from his recognizable interest. Charlie now insists he approach the dime store diva, and make an effort to spark a converstion of some kind. He returns defeated,shattered, and his ego waving a white flag. When asked how he feels he replies the obvious state of embarassment he's encountered. So Charlie proceeds to convince him to switch drinks with him, and down whatever 90 proof miracle he was consuming that night. After a healthy dose of chemicly induced ounces of esteem. His brothers shy demeanor alters to a more carefree ora. Charlie agains asks.."So how do you feel now?" He replies.."Great ..so thats your secret??".."You get rejected or feel distraught about something in life, and you just drink more alcohol??"....."Isnt that a temporary solution??" Charlie states.."Only if you stop drinking!!".........Lesson.......Stay thirsty my friends.

The fuck's wrong with the stylish breaking of stuff? Breaking stuff with style is my favorite way to break stuff. I like watching it on film too.

Anyway.. holy shit it's currently snowing heavily in Texas, y'all!

Thats so weird that you acknowledged that..I was just about to post the same thing...So another native Texican. Ive met a couple others on here also. It is a weird thing to see in Texas..I doubt itll stick. I was in shorts and t-shirt every day of the last week till recently.

Yeah it was 80 degrees here a few days ago. We probably have almost an inch of accumulation right now.

yeah so i found out my state tax money isn't coming to me but going to my student loan debt....woohooo just what I wanted = /

Ok....yeah im enjoying the rare sight of snow, and occasionally glancing at the t.v. Above The Rim with Tupac is on. One of yesterdays reminders that im getting older every day.

don't you hate that? seeing something and it reminding you that you are getting older or you make a reference and some stupid whippersnapper doesn't get it because it was before his time.

Ehhh..... its somewhat depressing yes, but I woudnt go to the extent of saying I hate it. Nothing is unbearable....(barring prohibition doesnt make a comeback)...At which time my calling in life would become crystal clear. Other than that though I can cope with life dilemmas. Long as my liver continues to encompass the wide array of alcoholic delights. I so very much enjoy.

idk though, I'm going to do it up bigi for my 30th b-day. I will most definitely have strippers coming out of cakes. Not one cake but multiple cakes!! I'm going to have a grown folks party that is going to start at my place and transfer from club to club but only specific clubs that I have planned out ahead of time. Dress to Impress in your finest wear. No sneakers, jeans or Tim Boots. Women must be in dresses. I wouldn't go so far as to say that men have to be in suits but yeah. I want a Fancy party. If you aren't fancy then you aren't getting in.

Well golly gee whitakers...that sounds like a pure dee good durn time right there. Let me know it turns out. Best of luck fancy man.