For Christmas, Mike got me a hot-plate + shallow pot when I mentioned that I wanted hot pot. So, last night, here’s what we had for dinner (with help from Chad + Anna. I can eat, but I can’t eat that much)…
Fish balls, beef balls, fish cakes, rice cakes, thinly sliced pork & beef, tofu, veggies, taro, potatoes… so yummy!
Oooh, and in other news… my new camera came! It’s a canon sd870is. :-D Yay!!! My Christmas gift to myself…
Saw Sweeney Todd last night… a gory, macabre Tim Burton remake of a Sondheim musical. I really liked it. The lighting and sets were dark and gloomy for the most part and absolutely perfect and grimy. While the singing from Johnny Depp & Helena Bonham Carter was less than stellar, they really got the madness across. Their makeup helped a lot. They looked so much like gaunt corpses! Alan Rickman, in his gold leather pants (hahah), as a corrupt and lascivious judge was well played.
Most of the movie’s sung, but you wouldn’t know it from the trailers. I guess they’re trying to sell it as a gory slasher movie. Hmm and while we were waiting for the movie to start, we saw a trailer for 21, the movie based on Bringing Down the House. It’s about the group of MIT students who successfully gamed the Vegas casinos. Hehe Mike was so excited he kept whispering “I wanna see it! I wanna see that!!”
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Last night’s CSI Miami was utterly RIDICULOUS. Ok. so CSI Miami has been bugging me all season with their super awesome interface of a computer, but I can deal with that because they’ve always been a wee bit over-imaginative with the computer side of things.
When Horatio Caine’s hummer got shot with enough ammo to make the car go BOOM and flame, what did he do? He calmly opened the car door and strolled out to shoot a guy and then proceed to shoot the other two bad guys with nary a scratch.
No. Really.
It’s not enough that sideways staring and magical powers to elicit confessions while mouthing off platitudes and cheesy one-liners has turned him into a caricature of man… nooo, he is now impervious to explosions. It’s hard to believe that the same people who make CSI Vegas, which remains a top-notch show with plenty of wit and quirk, make this drivel. Why does CSI Miami suck so much now??
The Internet is an awesome thing. Thanks to the xbox 360 and the speed of cable Internet, I’ve been able to play Halo 3 with the Boston people. This time it’s not quite as pathetic as when we started playing and Max mercilessly slaughtered everyone (except Mimi). It’s pretty awesome on my end, because I don’t have to share the screen with anyone. (AHAHAHHAHAHAHA)
They taunted me last night by telling me about the asian cakes they were eating. Booo! Boo! I demand cake as well! Perhaps I’ll take a small trip to Kim’s Mart for some of that green tea pastry thingy or head over to Ciocolat to see if they’ve got any hazelnut cakes…