Today my Christmas/birthday present arrived, the Wii, and I am very happy with it. I could give a review of the thing but in all honesty I don't think my rant will add anything to the enormous amount of stuff out there already describing it in stupid detail. I will say this though is it an amazing bit of kit and it is quite amazing at how your brain adapts to it much more easily then the traditional consoles and that I fear I may have brought Qustom to a and with it's purchase.

I am still not entirely sure why I bought it, I have never owned a console in my life and for some reason at the age of 26 I have decided I want one. I donno if it is some kinda re-affirmation to myself that I have not grown up or some manifestation of my desire to be a kid again but I would quite like to think it is more my obsession with the innovation and the technology behind it that lead me to this. Either way I am not sure anyone else is gonna be as convinced.

But it is fucking fun.

I hated the new Jame Bond flick, it is just awful. Actually to clarify, it is a alright film but a terrible Bond film. Daniel Craig is not a Bond, he is a great actor and plays his part well but plays it with too much intensity. Bond is a suave, devil may care playboy ( as played by sean connery and roger moore)but Craig plays him as a sinister monster held together with a thin veil of sanity, in this loosing his innate charm. The thing about bond was he always knew what was going on yet seemed like a blundering fool, the fact played upon by the amazing "get smart". Yet in the Casino royal he is more malicious, malevolent and just not very nice. Craig may be the Bond of the 21st century but he is not my Bond and certainly not Flemming's.
There were several other things in the movie that made me somewhat irate. The title sequence was some awful sequence of craig and silhouettes of him in stead of the traditional silhouettes of bikini clad women. The title track was some awful indy melancholy rock instead of the traditional diva vocal ballad. Where have all the power singers gone? Life is not about crappy guitar music people. The first scene after the title ..had me most annoyed. The parkour guy at the beginning was much cooler then the bond and he got punked in the film. Killed in the shitest way.
The worst part about the film was the on screen advertising, in fact I believe if u got rid of all the bullshit shots of phones, laptops and cars you'd cut about half an hour of the movie and make it a reasonable length. There was so much filler in the movie it was insane, shots dragged for no reason. In fact there are often times in the movie where you feel the put more though and effort into showing off the products then the fight scenes or dialog.
Before going to see this film there is an average rating of about 80/100 which really annoys me when there are hundreds of independent film out there which are infinitely better yet still tripe like this gets a good rating. Have we as society gotten so used to the regurgitated crap that anything that has a fit guy and a attractive woman in a half assed but not incredibly pathetic film is regarded as amazing.
My verdict, if you want a good bond film rent goldfinger/octopussy/thunderball ..any of these. If you want a good action film go see go see Crank. If you want to see a shit film see "snakes on a plane". If you must see this film and cann't be helped or advised against it, rent on dvd cos at lest you can fast forward the ads.

The rocky horror thing I worked last night was actually terrible, it turn out to be some kinda medley of the songs sung by a very uncoordinated cast of which only a few could sing. Alas there were a few saving graces .. the girl who was sing the part of janet had an interesting costume choice. She went for the see through pink pants with perspex stiletto heels. I think the traditional yelling of "slut" at the janet was more enthused due to this. Additionally there was a group of 4 people that showed up at the night together that looked like they should have stared in a bad joke. One was midget, one was a tranny and another was dressed as a devil but all were in sunglasses (8 o'clock in the evening) and long black coats .. it was like the most surreal version of the matrix ever.

Firstly I have to make it clear, I am a lunatic. I am actually completely fucking nuts. So every assumption or generalization made below is based on myself as a reference.

My theory is thus, we misunderstand the concept of love. Love is not the can't eat, can't sleep melodrama we think is love. That is just desire. Love is so much more. It is being able to wake up in the morning next to someone who given up trying to hide their inner insanity and are still willing to spend the day with them.

Now I love my best friends with this kinda love, I have seen them at their best, their worst and their utterly balmy. Irrespective I will still sit with them through it and be there for them at the end of it. In all honesty I am really not all that comfortable around people that aren't underneath it all at lest mildly insane.

So now to the point of this entry, this past weekend I sent a few banal and idiotic txt messages to my ex. It was not meant in any harmful way just some kind of jovial drunken bollox combined with some degree of concern about her health. With several glasses of beer and a few tequila slammers these txt could be conceived as funny but otherwise just straight weird. The ex did interpret these more as the latter and vocalized this in a rebuke (piss taking is fine but an actual rebuke is a heinous crime). Now I am not saying I loved her, but I feel that as I grow and the mask of sanity starts to fade she will definitely not have the staying power that is characteristic of a truly great friendship/relationship.

My final note is thus, the people who put up with my insanity, I will do anything for you. I will bitch, complain, sulk, and probably insult you but I will do anything for you .. except for maybe an enema .. or watersports ... or give birth ... okay so maybe the anything is a lie, but a lot of things certainly.

It seems as if three things are plaguing on my mind more then others, one of which is my PhD which is good but the other 2 a less healthy. The first is my former girlfriend and the other is the Nintendo Wii.

The former of the 2 is some what depressing and will possibly make you as the reader think "Anil, ur a tit!".

The later, however, is much more exciting. The Wii has been released in the US to much excitement and I feel the exact same way. My desire for a Wii has started to consume me so much I feel I should be running around in a loin cloth talking about the "precious". As a result I have ordered one, in a few weeks I will be the proud owner of the latest in interactive gaming technology. Alas it is still a few weeks away and I am getting anxious. In fact I have been looking at reviews, video footage even pictures of the circuitry. I have deemed it Wii porn ( though I don't think it qualifies as watersports) and I am hooked. In fact it would be fair to say, I want it more then Cartman does. If only time travel could work.

Some of you might know about my little civil war in my phd office. It is a simple fight to ensure that my head isn't cold but that is not the point of this post, but it has come to help me realise that I fucking hate working with people. Bosses, underlings, co-workers are fine as long as you don't have to be in the same work space for more then the required lenght of time to get what needs to be done, done.

The thing for today .. Steve has said that during my struggle to ensure warmth I made him feel like he was "black". He tried to compare his bullshit stance to a right to vote/walk/interact. He tried to tell me that he felt like me around racists. The difference is that I do my best to make people around me feel comfortable. Fuck it, he is finishing soon.

Lucozade is a fizzy drink Anil, do not shake the bottle b4 you open it, especially near electronics.

This PSA has been brought to you by the "Anil is a clumsy T**t" foundation.

Maybe .. just maybe the world isn't totally evil. Gorden Bown on copyright

ts key recommendation is that any policy regarding Intellectual Property policy should recognise that knowledge is a public resource first and a private asset second.

Returning to my previous statement a few weeks back, if some one is making money off your knowledge then get them but otherwise free your knowledge.