…but I said something along these lines in my DeadJournal just minutes ago.

Happy Thankgivin’, y’all.

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This weekend, I gave in to temptation and picked up Final Fantasy XI for the PC. I’ve been playing not non-stop, but pretty close. I’ve done little beyond fighting rabbits and worms and the like, but it’s fun thus far. More fun than any recent Final Fantasy games, even if I am getting murdered by RABBITS.

I’ve got a level 5 Monk, now.

Um… that’s pretty much that’s going on, so… that’s it.
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This may not be the first answer I’ve ever had accepted over at EE, but it’s the first time I’ve ever been accused of being the only one trying to keep a rational argument going. (Those of you who’ve seen me in arguments here are probably laughing your butts off at the implications, but yes, I did manage to refrain from attacking anyone)

I’m oddly proud.
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Okay, so apparently, there’s a movie about Jessica Lynch coming out on NBC, and an interview with her… possibly tonight(?) on ABC. I can’t imagine that she wants this much attention, but then, I’m not her, so maybe she does. If it were me, I’d've agreed to let Diane Sawyer come to interview me, and I would’ve spent the entire time telling her and the rest of the media to leave me the heck alone and get some good television shows on their networks while they’re at it.

Still…

What’s she done to warrent the attention, exactly? She went to Iraq, got captured, and was then rescued. I’m glad she’s home. Really, I am. I’m glad she saw fit to fight for on her country’s behalf, because I do understand that there are reasons why we need people to fight for us, even if I choose not to fight myself. Other people have gone over to fight. Some of them have paid for that in ways that are as high or higher than what Pvt. Lynch went through.

I’m sure she’s a nice person, and I don’t mean to belittle what she’s gone through, but, GEEZ people. Why don’t those of you in the news media try reporting some news instead of “harassing” (again — in her situation, I’d take it as harassment. Maybe she doesn’t. I’ll just assume she does, though.) a young woman who’s already been through hell?
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I really, really liked The Matrix Revolutions, but I understand why a lot of people wouldn’t, too. Where the last movie was very, very wordy with a decent-sized helping of action, this movie was more action and considerably less wordy. It felt very short, too, but my watch said it really wasn’t as short as I felt it was.

The first hour or so of this movie made me realize why I really liked the first Matrix movie much, much better than either sequel — there’s no MATRIX in the sequels. There’s scenes of Neo doing cool stuff in the Matrix, and dealing with Rogue programs, but there’s no interaction with any of the people they’re supposed to be trying to save.

I really would’ve preferred it if there had been a reasonable explanation on why they went to all this trouble to find The One, who’d be able to do all this awesome in-Matrix stuff, then, you know, put him on a ship where he was a normal human and didn’t really do a whole lot with him.

There are a lot of things in Reloaded (and quite a few in Revolutions) that I would’ve preferred to see done differently, but all in all, Revolutions makes up for the pile of crap that Reloaded was, in my mind.

I was a bit confused by exactly what happened in that last fight. My friend Matthew had this theory about matter and anti-matter, but it was a bit fuzzy to both of us. That last fight was really cool, but two thoughts kept running through my head:

1.) “The choreographer has watched a lot of Dragonball Z.”
2.) “You know, I hate Superman, but they could make an awesome Superman movie like this.”

I was very, very glad to see that, after the horribly fake-looking fights in the last movie, they learned their lesson: lots of rain and lightning can hide the computer animation pretty effectively.

Um, that’s it. If you liked the first two, you’ll probably enjoy this. It’s better than the second, but not half as good as the first.
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