Easter

This is an anti-Easter rant. It's not religious, so don't go getting all offended just yet. It's not about money or the monetization of the holy holiday, so all you capitalists can sit down. My specific hatred of this season is around Easter Eggs. Yes. All those little eggs that we gobble down on Easter morning and then sugar buzz the rest of the day through.

My initial problem with them comes from the chocolate they make them from. It's not good chocolate. In fact it generally tastes like sand. Companies that make chocolate KNOW that you are not buying an Easter egg because it is made with great chocolate, you're buying it because its in the shape of an EGG. So there's no point in making it with their premium chocolate, you don't care about quality, you care about the egg shape. Further proof of this is the "cracked egg" look that so many chocolate eggs have nowdays, WTF? Why are the eggs cracked? It's because its more eye-catching and aesthetically pleasing, because the first company to do this saw an uptic in sales when they did, much more so than when they put the really good quality chocolate in it.

Ohhh, but Derek, I hear you say, it's because you aren't buying the right type of chocolate Easter Eggs. You need to buy brand X. Sod off with you and your brand X. Lindt make great chocolate, but they still won't put their BEST chocolate in their eggs because they know they don't need to. They'll put their lower grade chocolate in, charge the same if not more, and people will buy them anyway.

My second problem with Easter Eggs is the air. I generally don't like to pay for air, I believe that's something that should always be free. However, this is not the truth for Easter Eggs, they're MOSTLY air, and they're charging you more for the air and the crappy chocolate in the shape of an egg. It's just plain wrong.

My Shady Past

Tibet and China

While you're all waiting breathlessly for my Hawaii post, you can head over to Mum's blog. She's in Tibet and China leading a group of daring doos around the country.

The Hump

Dinner last night at The Hump












... and here's the view...




Outstanding.

Breakin the Law, Part 3

Well, the girlfriend, or whoever she is, moved out last week, and we have not seen her since. Took her pillow and toothbrush and a bag of clothes and left: I bumped into her on the way to the elevator. I'm not sure if there was another "incident" or if she just saw the light, but it seems she has gone. Naturally, if there are any other developments, I'll keep you posted.

Billy vs. Steve

I went to an independent film house last night in West LA to the premiere of a film called The King of Kong - A Fistful of Quarters.

It's an incredible story about personal triumph, evil empires, intense egos, rivalry and revenge. It's a story that becomes more interesting the further it gets, and the payoff is great. It's a story about videogames, and the people that play them.

Check it out.

How to annoy my girlfriend:

Me: Why are you looking so tired? You hardly did anything today.

Her: Are you kidding? I swam 30 laps!

Me: Yeah, but swimmings not a REAL sport.

Eeeeeeasy money.