Just finished watching Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and I have to say I really enjoyed it. I read the book(s) when I was just a wee lad growing up, and found them to be thought provoking, if not a little silly - I guess that is why I liked them. Of course we were discussing (briefly) the books of the “series” and for some odd reason, I am unable to recall if I read all of his (Adams) books. A quick search found me his listing of books he has written (related to H2G2, short for Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy). I do remember reading the first three.

Anyway, the movie was full of direct lifts from the book (which I thought good), and you just had to love Marvin (not that he would believe you did anyway). The monologue of the sperm whale was amusing, and the scene where a “worker” is painting Uluru actually gives a logical reason to how the hell that large, red rock ended up where it did. Room for a sequel? I think so.

Indeed, the weekend has only just begun, and the galaxy is a very strange and startling place.

While some may have thought happy hour was a pleasant way to end “hump day” (see Ian's entry), for me it was like the earth came crashing down on my head.

Now let me start by saying I don't get conventional hangovers. I had three margaritas. Count them, 1 … 2 … 3. After getting home, the headache began, so I downed a Berocca (see cute flashy link, view what Berocca is), and started feeling better. More water, a little more achiness, and then off to bed. Can you say ARGHHHHHH? I must have slept a total of 1-2 hours. My neck hurt, my head hurt, I was all nasty and sweaty (hmm … that reminds me, must wash linens).

The sad (?) thing is … it was all worth it It was nice just to kick back, consume margaritas, and enjoy the company of friends and amazing hairdos. Yes, you know what I'm talking about

I'm not normally into these types of things (one in the family is enough), but take a moment to watch the video and browse the photos of the first test flight of the Airbus A380 (this is double decker plane that's BIG).

Edited to include this link (Airbus.com) and this link (Airliners.net).

I've been a bad blogger. Having just woken up from a napette, I decided I should take the time to tell you this
Actually it's been quite a busy week for me (I guess there is a lot of that going around this time of year). In three weeks, I walk the stage to receive a couple of pieces of paper that is meant to indicate all the work that I've been doing over the past four years (for those of you not up with my education status, this is not meant to indicate a four year degree, but actually two two-year degrees). It's going to be a tough moment in my life, as I've been so much a part of that college, but I will be easing myself out, mainly due to the need to complete one additional class to actually graduate which I shall be taking over the summer session.

Friday night I attended the annual Student Organization Gala where I presented the award for Outstanding Student Organization. Of course, this being held on a Friday night, would mean that I would miss attending my second coffee night in a row, so after the dinner/gala, I ventured up to coffee with Damir. Layton (a friend of mine from college) decided he would join us. Of course, there were very few there when we arrived, so we adjourned back to our place for drinks and various television interuptions. It was a great night.

Saturday was a bit slow for me due to the late night on Friday (4:30 AM). Had a group project meeting for my minority studies class, then went to assist Chris with the council campaign he is involved with. Finally we finished what we could do that day, and went out to the new Campisi's up in Plano. Good food!

Today was a catch up on sleep day. A nice lay in, then shower, dress and hit the park for Bobby's birthday bash. It was a lot of fun. His family was there, and I couldn't believe the difference in one of his nephews (compared to when I last had seen him). Ian's sister dropped by with her hubby and their new baby - can you say “cute!”

I'm meant to be working on a project presentation for tomorrow's spanish class, and I was going to do a paper on Tito Puente as I thought he was from Cuba, but I've now discovered that he was born in New York - which is a real pain in the a$$ to find out. Now I'm drumming my fingers.

My buddy Scott linked me to World 66 (you might remember them as being the creators of the cool map of my travels around the United States. Now they are trying to guess who I am. It seems I'm a Culture Buff.

	Your travel type: Culture Buff The culture buff needs to see a museum, an art gallery, a 16-th century church every day during his holiday. When he travels he is always well prepared. He has read history books, speaks a few words of the lingo, knows about the strange habits the locals have.
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