hello. my name is jim bishop. this is what i look like today:

 

am i the laziest man on the planet? maybe. i haven't gotten dressed today. i watched lots of movies on tv, read for a while, and did some work. i was off from work today, so i did nothing. oh well. i'm off tomorrow too. :-) so much to tell you. on friday night, margaret and i went to see the patriot with kavita and naresh. i believe this could be the worst movie i have ever seen. ishtar was a masterpiece in comparison. there were so many problems with this film. i'll just address a couple: everyone was too clean. people weren't dirty enough. men that had been in the field of battle for months on end seemed clean and freshly-shaven. the leading lady of the film had very modern make-up and hair. the son's love interest also seemed to have a very modern look to her. too many stories told. margaret and i counted about ten story lines in this three hour juggernaut, and none of these points were fleshed out enough to give you the impression that that's what the director wanted. this movie could have been: a buddy picture (the patriot and his wacky french counterpart) a comedy a love story a father-son film a family picture an ordinary man in extraordinary circumstances pic a tale of a man with a dark past a war movie a coming of age story and the list could go on and on. at some point they tacked on a racial tolerance message that became just offensive. i think the movie belittled the african-american experience of that time, and presented disinformation about the way in which african-americans were treated. on saturday afternoon, margaret and i went out for sushi at that south first place again. it rocks. then we went to see the perfect storm. as much as i hate to admit it, i really enjoyed it. there was only one really cornball, cheesy scene near the end that made me wince, but besides that it was an excellent film. later that night, i went party hopping with lee, ben, and lane. we went to a birthday party for cortney croft, and then we went to a birthday party for a friend of lee's. we all ended up at magnolia. i went into work on sunday... that's my weekend.

email me to bitch about my tardiness,
or look at what i looked like last week.